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''I-I'm f-fine....'' she tryed to smile at Rache but tears came down instead she was just glad she was there with her one of her best friends she was probably the only one she wanted to see, ''I have to wait a m-minute Rache it might s-stop'' she took another sip of medicane to get rid of the pain Quote:
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Jez sighed as she slouched on the bed. Merlin almighty, why was she so grumpy today? She should have been happy, but instead, all she could think about was her failed attempts at curing her fear of heights. She'd tried to climb the tree houses, go to flying lessons, but nothing seemed to work. Worse still, Rowena wasn't around to grouch to, so Jez had to be content with writing in her journal to vent her feelings. Yay for her journal. |
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"You are right, we will prove them wrong, muggleborns are NOT underdogs! Just look at Hermione Granger, in the Battle of Hogwarts, she knew almost everything," she said putting on her buisness face. She smiled, "Yes, it is, I never knew her, sometimes I dream about what she would sound like, I know it sounds really silly," she said smiling. |
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Alice sat on her bed and pulled out her wand; it was for no good reason, but she felt as if the room could use some cheering up. "Orchideous," she said, and smiled at the bouquet of flowers that landed on her lap. 'Now where to put them...' she thought to herself. |
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"It was a gift. The girl paid for it. I lied and I'm sorry," Louisa shot the words shamelessly at Vashti and kept her arm extended toward her, "Now hand it over. I'm serious." And this was the last time she's ask nicely. |
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Sighhhh. Vashti could only watch as Louisa stomped around, yelled, and then finally left... Wait, no, she wasn't leaving yet- o__o ...What? Wow. SIGH. The sixth year should have known Louisa would be furious - she did know, in fact - but she hadn't expected the fourth year to be so angry she never wanted to speak to her again. Really? All this for a bloody love potion? Ridiculous. But Vashti was just as stubborn as Louisa, and she wasn't giving her back the potion. If she got another - well, Vashti couldn't help that. But at least she'd tried to protect her friend from getting into anymore trouble with this one. She Evanesco'd the potion and watched it Vanish from her hand. There. Now that that was done... well, she didn't know what to do now, really. So she just plopped down on her bed and let her mind wander... |
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Muggle medicanes! ''I...'' Have no idea ''I'm f-fine,'' she replied she really hated people surrounding her it wasn't like she was dying or anything it was just the flu or somthing she got out of bed and nodded to Rachel and Presley for them to come with her to the hospitial wing she decided she really needed to go she picked up a box of tissues and sat on her bed she put her jacket over her she was sweaty and pale and the taste of blood was in her mouth she looked like a vampire the weirdest thing ever she was usually cheerfull not dull although anyone would be dull if they were coughing up blood |
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‘An owl? Really?That sounds….’, she started saying, willing to finish with something like ‘kind of all right’, but, not willing to upset her new friend, she went on talking, and even gave a crooket smile. Not grin, not smirk- smile! That only happened very rare in Gwendolyn’s case. ‘…great!’ Meh, it probably was, but the second year was more like a cat-person. Oh, yeas, Ravenclaws’ favourite place- THE LIBRARY! ‘Yeah!That place is simply phenomenal!’, she exclaimed. ‘Or, if you will- awesome’, the ravie said grinning evilly, recalling that was the word Joanna used frequently. Then she bit her lip, realizing how rude it was to make fun of someone just because she’s foreign. ‘Sorry…’, the girl mumbled. ‘I looove Pot-‘, she begann saying, but then stopped, realizing that most of the students were terrified by the Potions Professor, so most of them would concider her crazy for liking that subject. ‘Also Charms and DADA!’ Ow- Transfiguration too! |
Transfiguration post 1 Waking up one morning, Stella both realized that she should practice the Transfiguration spells and that there was homework that she needed to finish. Her hair had finally gone back to its normal semi-curl days ago, even though she'd tried to keep the straightness for as long as she could. She still kind of liked that look, but easing into it was a better idea than just surprising people by suddenly having even a subtly different hairstyle. Not to mention, there were so many other styles she could play with, at least for short periods of time to practice the spells. Being able to remember these would be good, just in case she found a reason to need them in the future. She couldn't always have her notes with her, after all. Sitting up in bed, careful not to startle Lyra, who was still curled up asleep near her pillow, she reached over to her nightstand and picked up a small mirror she had gotten out of her trunk, then leaned it up against one of the bedposts. She figured she might as well start practicing here, at least since there were less people around if she messed up. She wasn't planning on messing up, as she rarely did, but it was always a possibility. Picking her wand up, also from her nightstand as it was a little odd-feeling sleeping with it, she made sure she was square with the little mirror and could see herself clearly. That would be the easiest way to know if she accomplished the spells or not, after all. "Felintas!," she cast, tapping her head once with her wand and feeling the now slightly familiar tingly feeling of her hair transfiguring as she focused on the desired style. Then she grinned, as she glanced in the mirror to see that her hair was now in a tousled, much wavier than her normal hairstyle, bob reaching a little past her chin. It looked kind of weird, honestly, because she'd always had long hair. But it wasn't bad. Of course, there was another spell to practice, which would be even more amusing. "Ristaris!," she cast then, tapping her head once more with her wand as she focused on a haircolor. Once it was finished, she couldn't help but giggle quietly. Her hair now almost reminded her of Risa's, color-wise, but it wasn't exactly the same ginger color. It was certainly interesting, though, but she didn't keep it for long. "Intaris!," she cast, tapping her head twice to bring it back to her normal brunette color, then cast again to return it to the normal length and style. At least she knew she could handle the spella about as well as she had in class. There were other possibilities to try, but she needed to get ready for the day. |
Jez sat on her bed with the curtains pulled back, for once. The box lay beside her, staring her down. That Muggle Studies homework was haunting her ... She sighed and took out the board. Monopoly ... it had seemed the most fun out of those games, but now looking at the different pieces made Jez feel a bit intimidated. Intimidated by a Muggle board game - what next?! Jez glanced around the room. "Would anyone like to play Monopoly?" |
Good morning Erin. Erin had a good night sleep. It's been years and years since she'd had happy dreams about her Mummy. Today, she's so full of energy, ready put her best foot forward. Usual weekend getaway, she's with the whole family, Daddy, Mummy, Nanny Lisa, Zeke (the dog), Heide (the doll) and Cristina(Erin's sister). They went fishing in a river. Mummy and Nanny Lisa prepared the food while Zeke, Daddy, Cristina and Erin were all together catching a fish to grill. It would be delicious to have a fresh fish. Erin stretched her hand up high. For the first time, she wanted to organized her trunks. She rummaged for her comb first to neat her hair. She's not really used to using magic in simple things like this. |
Pam walked into the dorms, and went to her trunk. She got out her purple and red striped journal, and started writing. She just wrote about her day, and about Nate. After a while, she put her journal down, and sighed. There is no way he'd go out with me. She thought. |
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