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DaniDiNardo · 09-09-2015, 12:08 AM

SPOILER!!: Cinna

Cinna. "That's a nice name." He told her, nodding loads and loads to confirm his own words. It didn't occur to him it might have been short for something else simply because he'd known so many people with genuinely short names. "I was super excited--wouldn't even let my sister touch the letter til she started crying." Being the AMAZING big brother he was, he tutted at her and told her not to act so spoiled THEN he let her hold it after she promised she wouldn't rip or ruin it.

The 11 year old was still hanging on to every word she said, when the older girl suddenly stopped talking in favour of eyeing his quill. A wide grin spread across his face at her expression; the fact she was now wary of him didn't cross his mid even once. "It sure is! I got a whole collection of 'em in my trunk! Do you like them too??" But then she was asking about his affi..li..ation...and the boy was suddenly lost. "I...don't have one...?" What...?

SPOILER!!: ZANDER XD

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

...... Detention for not knowing song lyrics? Zander chuckled at the thought. Merlin, this kid. What an imagination, right? Unless there was some new rule about having to know the lyrics. Because in that case, might as well sign Zander up for a permanent spot in the Hooligan Hole. But he was almost 500% sure that there weren't any new rules about the song. He'd have to check on that though, didn't need to land himself in dungeon five the first week back. Especially now that Flamsteed basically trusted him again. ~~Well, hopefully trusted him again~~. "Errrr... Yeah no, you're gonna have to do a lot more than forget song lyrics to land yourself in a detention cell," yes he said cell. That place was a prison. He knew first hand. Unfortunately. Incase he was curious though, "But I wouldn't recommend it. Stir up some trouble, but just stay out of detention," that was his two cents, anyways. Also... Stir up some trouble... You didn't hear it from him. nope.

On second thought, maybe he shouldn't have said the last bit. 'Cause it looked like the quill thing was taking down every word. And this one might come back to bite him. Oops? As long as none of this note stuff went anywhere near the prophet or the aparecium, he'd be in the clear. Speaking of which, "Huh, well I reckon it's always good to start early," so an eleven year old who already new exactly what he was gonna do in the future and Zander was going to be a Hogwarts graduate soon and he didn't even know what he wanted to eat for breakfast. Talk about a trainwreck, amiright? This Quick Quotes guy was like five hundred steps ahead. Way to keep up, Z. Still, the boy raised an eyebrow at the quill. "I've never seen one before... Is it actually getting every word I say?... And are you actually gonna read them all through afterwards?" Because Zander had been looking at this thing all night and it never stop scribbling things down. Why would the firstie put himself through that kind of torture?

................

ANNNND.....

He could breathe again. That wasn't all that bad. All the mirror practice definitely helped, he was sure of it. Plus it was nice to get the positive responses from everyone afterwards. He was quite pleased when the likes of Ava, Yoongi, Angel, Marsha, and Blaise had joined in with their own cheering. It was comforting. He hadn't screwed up yet. Already a step up from Fifth Year. And sixth. And... Well his whole Hogwarts career essentially. Kind of suspicious y'know?

But now that his task was over, he was dying to hear about what the box held ~~though he was really trying his best to look like he didn't care~~. So what if mystery boxes normally didn't ever contain anything as exciting as they looked? Zander NEEDED to know. Though, he decided not to go snooping around on his own as he noticed a few other first years were already taking care of that. Speaking of which, he still owed that Charlotte Kettleburn a try of his badge, yeah he kept promises. Something that was sure to bite him in the butt once Maggie decided on her one favor.

Hearing Blaise's desperate question though, the Gryffindor quickly turned to call out to him. "I've been calling her that my whole life," he offered. "But if you can figure out her name, then props to you."

But since Char was occupied with the box at the moment, Zander decided to finally finish his trip over to Cinnamon Bayless. Something he should've probably gone about doing ages ago. "Heeeeey, Cinna," he mussed his hair a little bit as he finally made it over to her. "It's been like, uh, forever." Or like a term or two, but hey! Who's counting? Not Zander that's who. Except, he knew. He just didn't really know how to approach her after things went down hill a year or two back. Especially whilst knowing she was still dating Bart who just so happened to be one of Zander's least favorite people.

But it was their last year. Their last year and Zander would feel absolutely horrible if he didn't at least try and set things straight. Plus, he sorta missed her. A lot. Especially now that Emmy was gone and Bianca and Chance and even ~~ugh~~ Aegis... The seventh year Gryffindors, it was like they were running out. Have to stick together now. 'Cause they were a team after all, Zander had said it himself in his little speech. So uh, what would she say? Friends, part two?

Y'know, for a guy who insisted on saving room to eat desserts in the Common Room, Zander hadn't even had a chance to snack on anything yet. It was the real tragedy of the year. And a lot of the things were already running out and there wasn't even anyone to fill them back-- Oh. Well, THAT was fast. It's like they just knew or something. The Gryffindor didn't even realize which elf had appeared before his robes were being tugged and "TODDLES!" Remember when he hated the little guy? Ah, good times.

Not anymore though. Frenemies for life, yo. Zander didn't want to admit it, but he missed the guy. A lot. So reaching into his pocket, he grabbed a chocolate frog to hold out to the House Elf. "How have you been, buddy?" He grinned. "Haven't been stealing anymore candy from kids yet, have you?" Because he actually liked this batch of new arrivals. Hehehe.

He wasn't sure...but the Head Boy might just have given him permission to cause mischief. Blaise wasn't naturally inclined to such things to be fair, preferring to FIND the trouble and make a brilliant story out of it but this was something to look into. Another class over at the page of his notepad confirmed the quill was once again a liar, or the boy had heard correctly. Either way, "Neat! Have you gotten detention? What's it like down there? Grand Auntie Sophie says it's cold and musty and they have RATS." Blaise had nothing against rats, his voice simply tended to amplify at odd moments when he was excited.

But wait did the fancy Head Boy just say he'd NEVER seen a quick quotes quill before???? WHAT MADNESS WAS THIS?? Blaise was absolutely shocked--mindblown even! For the first couple seconds he didn't even know how to respond but finally he did. "It...gets everything...just...probably not the way it's MEANT to." That was the best way he could describe it. "And I read it all sometimes but other times I let it read to me--mum charmed it that way." Which was really nice for stories around bed.

And he was confirming they could call the woman fat. Welp. He would give it a try and point fingers right back to THAT guy if anything bad came of it.

SPOILER!!: Ellery

He didn't get it. Nope. So the 11 year old shook his head a couple times and stared at her curiously. "But what if some people don't like noise--like that one girl over there making faces at you?" Yeah, he saw her but she looked all kinds of grumpy so maybe the noise had nothing to do with it. "In that case, you'd make a BAD first impression and they'd avoid you every chance they got." Kinda like that Daxton kid. Blaise didn't know much about him but he was sure he wouldn't have thought anything 'good' right about now.

"And what if there was someone who liked being the loudest and suddenly you were the loudest? And what if you yelled and made someone lose their nerves then they fired a spell and hurt someone? And what if all they remember you for is the fact you shout and no one bothers to learn your actual name??" Important questions, ones his quill and notepad began floating closer to scribble down.

09-09-2015, 12:08 AM	#61 (permalink)
DaniDiNardo MO & DMLE Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,243 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite SPOILER!!: Cinna Quote: Originally Posted by SarcasticStrawberry SPOILER!!: Blaise Cinna was quiet amused by this young lion. She couldn't imagine being this age and being so excited about Hogwarts. Actually she remembered getting her letter she was excited, until her dad said that she was going to be homeschooled. Then begging her dad to go until he let her her third year. Then she was happy. "Yeah. I think everyone is like that when they get their letter. I'm Cinna." Giving the boy a smile. Clearly the seventh year got along better with the younger kids for some reason. Well unless they where being weird or something."Well yes I did most of my..." She stopped dead in her answer. Eyeing something as it floated over to her. Hey, wait? What was that? "Mmm is that a quick quotes quill?" Continuing to eye the quill, she wasn't sure if she should be answering these questions. Was he working for a media outlet or something? Now eyeing the boy. "What is your affiliation?" Hmmmmmm? Cinna. "That's a nice name." He told her, nodding loads and loads to confirm his own words. It didn't occur to him it might have been short for something else simply because he'd known so many people with genuinely short names. "I was super excited--wouldn't even let my sister touch the letter til she started crying." Being the AMAZING big brother he was, he tutted at her and told her not to act so spoiled THEN he let her hold it after she promised she wouldn't rip or ruin it. The 11 year old was still hanging on to every word she said, when the older girl suddenly stopped talking in favour of eyeing his quill. A wide grin spread across his face at her expression; the fact she was now wary of him didn't cross his mid even once. "It sure is! I got a whole collection of 'em in my trunk! Do you like them too??" But then she was asking about his affi..li..ation...and the boy was suddenly lost. "I...don't have one...?" What...? SPOILER!!: ZANDER XD Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack ...... Detention for not knowing song lyrics? Zander chuckled at the thought. Merlin, this kid. What an imagination, right? Unless there was some new rule about having to know the lyrics. Because in that case, might as well sign Zander up for a permanent spot in the Hooligan Hole. But he was almost 500% sure that there weren't any new rules about the song. He'd have to check on that though, didn't need to land himself in dungeon five the first week back. Especially now that Flamsteed basically trusted him again. ~~Well, hopefully trusted him again~~. "Errrr... Yeah no, you're gonna have to do a lot more than forget song lyrics to land yourself in a detention cell," yes he said cell. That place was a prison. He knew first hand. Unfortunately. Incase he was curious though, "But I wouldn't recommend it. Stir up some trouble, but just stay out of detention," that was his two cents, anyways. Also... Stir up some trouble... You didn't hear it from him. nope. On second thought, maybe he shouldn't have said the last bit. 'Cause it looked like the quill thing was taking down every word. And this one might come back to bite him. Oops? As long as none of this note stuff went anywhere near the prophet or the aparecium, he'd be in the clear. Speaking of which, "Huh, well I reckon it's always good to start early," so an eleven year old who already new exactly what he was gonna do in the future and Zander was going to be a Hogwarts graduate soon and he didn't even know what he wanted to eat for breakfast. Talk about a trainwreck, amiright? This Quick Quotes guy was like five hundred steps ahead. Way to keep up, Z. Still, the boy raised an eyebrow at the quill. "I've never seen one before... Is it actually getting every word I say?... And are you actually gonna read them all through afterwards?" Because Zander had been looking at this thing all night and it never stop scribbling things down. Why would the firstie put himself through that kind of torture? ................ ANNNND..... He could breathe again. That wasn't all that bad. All the mirror practice definitely helped, he was sure of it. Plus it was nice to get the positive responses from everyone afterwards. He was quite pleased when the likes of Ava, Yoongi, Angel, Marsha, and Blaise had joined in with their own cheering. It was comforting. He hadn't screwed up yet. Already a step up from Fifth Year. And sixth. And... Well his whole Hogwarts career essentially. Kind of suspicious y'know? But now that his task was over, he was dying to hear about what the box held ~~though he was really trying his best to look like he didn't care~~. So what if mystery boxes normally didn't ever contain anything as exciting as they looked? Zander NEEDED to know. Though, he decided not to go snooping around on his own as he noticed a few other first years were already taking care of that. Speaking of which, he still owed that Charlotte Kettleburn a try of his badge, yeah he kept promises. Something that was sure to bite him in the butt once Maggie decided on her one favor. Hearing Blaise's desperate question though, the Gryffindor quickly turned to call out to him. "I've been calling her that my whole life," he offered. "But if you can figure out her name, then props to you." But since Char was occupied with the box at the moment, Zander decided to finally finish his trip over to Cinnamon Bayless. Something he should've probably gone about doing ages ago. "Heeeeey, Cinna," he mussed his hair a little bit as he finally made it over to her. "It's been like, uh, forever." Or like a term or two, but hey! Who's counting? Not Zander that's who. Except, he knew. He just didn't really know how to approach her after things went down hill a year or two back. Especially whilst knowing she was still dating Bart who just so happened to be one of Zander's least favorite people. But it was their last year. Their last year and Zander would feel absolutely horrible if he didn't at least try and set things straight. Plus, he sorta missed her. A lot. Especially now that Emmy was gone and Bianca and Chance and even ~~ugh~~ Aegis... The seventh year Gryffindors, it was like they were running out. Have to stick together now. 'Cause they were a team after all, Zander had said it himself in his little speech. So uh, what would she say? Friends, part two? Y'know, for a guy who insisted on saving room to eat desserts in the Common Room, Zander hadn't even had a chance to snack on anything yet. It was the real tragedy of the year. And a lot of the things were already running out and there wasn't even anyone to fill them back-- Oh. Well, THAT was fast. It's like they just knew or something. The Gryffindor didn't even realize which elf had appeared before his robes were being tugged and "TODDLES!" Remember when he hated the little guy? Ah, good times. Not anymore though. Frenemies for life, yo. Zander didn't want to admit it, but he missed the guy. A lot. So reaching into his pocket, he grabbed a chocolate frog to hold out to the House Elf. "How have you been, buddy?" He grinned. "Haven't been stealing anymore candy from kids yet, have you?" Because he actually liked this batch of new arrivals. Hehehe. He wasn't sure...but the Head Boy might just have given him permission to cause mischief. Blaise wasn't naturally inclined to such things to be fair, preferring to FIND the trouble and make a brilliant story out of it but this was something to look into. Another class over at the page of his notepad confirmed the quill was once again a liar, or the boy had heard correctly. Either way, "Neat! Have you gotten detention? What's it like down there? Grand Auntie Sophie says it's cold and musty and they have RATS." Blaise had nothing against rats, his voice simply tended to amplify at odd moments when he was excited. But wait did the fancy Head Boy just say he'd NEVER seen a quick quotes quill before???? WHAT MADNESS WAS THIS?? Blaise was absolutely shocked--mindblown even! For the first couple seconds he didn't even know how to respond but finally he did. "It...gets everything...just...probably not the way it's MEANT to." That was the best way he could describe it. "And I read it all sometimes but other times I let it read to me--mum charmed it that way." Which was really nice for stories around bed. And he was confirming they could call the woman fat. Welp. He would give it a try and point fingers right back to THAT guy if anything bad came of it. SPOILER!!: Ellery Quote: Originally Posted by Casey O Ellery whipped her ponytail around to see a young boy, probably around her age, asking about her volume controls. "Yes, of course. But I like to make an IMPRESSION. Apparently, speaking psychologically, people make a first impression based on the first three seconds of interaction. So that means how you look, dress, act, and talk. So I wanted all attention to be on me SOO that my first impression for everyone is GOOD. You get it?" She could explain her reasoning in more detail, because it was working as a distraction from homesickness, which was her REAL rationale. He didn't get it. Nope. So the 11 year old shook his head a couple times and stared at her curiously. "But what if some people don't like noise--like that one girl over there making faces at you?" Yeah, he saw her but she looked all kinds of grumpy so maybe the noise had nothing to do with it. "In that case, you'd make a BAD first impression and they'd avoid you every chance they got." Kinda like that Daxton kid. Blaise didn't know much about him but he was sure he wouldn't have thought anything 'good' right about now. "And what if there was someone who liked being the loudest and suddenly you were the loudest? And what if you yelled and made someone lose their nerves then they fired a spell and hurt someone? And what if all they remember you for is the fact you shout and no one bothers to learn your actual name??" Important questions, ones his quill and notepad began floating closer to scribble down. __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.