Blassimore stayed silent as his female house-mate approached. He had a talent of blend in with the walls. "Why the smile?" he asked without raising his eyes from the cobblestone floor. His heart was pulling toward this girl, but he wouldn't do anything about it. He hadn't for 2 years, so why start now? Her black hair had an appealing effect to him and he liked that smile that was now covering her face.

Jamie-Lee wasnt too startled by her Ravenclaw classmates sudden bashing. She restored herself and placed her fore finger on her forehead, scrunching her eyes. "Ah yes, you're naughty you should be in bed bla bla bla," Jamie-Lee smiled and continued humming and mending her pleat.

The voice of another person nearly made Salinea jump. Carefully, she steadied herself, not turning to face the speaker until she was fully composed, her face blank as she wiped the smirk away.

"I'm sure you know," she said, lifting a brow over one eye. His father, she knew, was financially a leader in the Darkness Rising. Surely, Blassimore knew. "It's hardly a secret among our kind, is it?"

Their kind, of course, being those of the circle. The ones in the know.

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It was with a bit of relief that Mozzie found she didn't completely knock over the Hufflepuff Prefect. Tilting her head, dark hair falling into her eyes, she noted that the girl was Jamie-Lee. She'd seen her around before and they'd had a few classes with each other.

The Ravenclaw shuffled carefully, hoping she wasn't one of those strict Prefects.

"Why hello Julio!"

"My name is Jamie-Lee, not Julio," she said rather confused by the odd Slytherin. "You areeee Mattie, right?" Jamie-Lee said hazarding a guess. "No matter, want to stroll with me?"

Sixteen year old Eric Keena hovered outside on his broom, his sharp eyes watching the progress of the snitch in the sky. Though he wasn’t a seeker, he still enjoyed a game or two of catch-the-snitch. It kept his reflexes sharp as a chaser. Carefully watching the small ball as it whizzed through the sky, Eric nudged his broom forward, chasing the snitch for a few minutes before successfully catching it.

Grinning at his improvement, he slowly descended to the ground, enjoying the feeling of being in the sky. It was the only place where he truly felt free. After dismounting, he slipped the snitch back into the chest of other Quidditch supplies and set off towards the locker room.

About five minutes later, he exited the room and set off towards the castle. Upon reaching the common room, he plunked himself down at the nearest table, intent to begin sketching out a few rough game plans to present to the rest of the team.


Second Character

Name: Crystal Pearson
Age: 16
House: Slytherin
Eye Color: Ice blue
Hair Color: Blonde, almost white
Hair Length: Mid-back

Personality: For the most part, Crystal is one of those girls that is rather hard to get along with. You either get her or you don't. Resistant against all ideas except her own, she tends to become very aggressive in the face of disagreement. When in an argument, she never raises her voice, but remains calm during it all, which intimidates most people, except for those who are in her group of friends; those of the Dark Uprising.

Cold. Calculating. That’s how most people would describe the girl who lounged on a couch in the common room. Her ice blue eyes traveled the room, resting for a few moments on the pathetic display of two other students displaying a bit too much affection for her taste. Swinging her long legs off of the couch, Crystal strolled past them, emitting a bored sigh and casting them a disdainful look before climbing the stairs towards her dorm room

Blassimore slowly leaned off the wall and stood close to Salinea. "I have a hunch" he replied and looked down. "So how was break?" he asked trying to start a conversation. He didn't know what to talk about. Salinea didn't talk much and certainly not to him. "Did your farther make any money?" he cheekily asked and reminded her that his farther was richer than hers.

Riley walked into the dungeon and dumped her bag on the floor. "Hey Salinea, Blassimore!" She tucked her hair behind her ears then said, "Know about what?" Then thinking for a moment she said, "Oh yeah... never mind. I figured you knew as well."

Vince walked slowly to the Ravenclaw common room, excited he was in the sixth year. He put his wand inside the wand-holder in his jacket and tapped the hood with his hand, thus closing the holder. He looked at other people, frowing as he didn't see many of his friends. He got out a book and sat on the couch.

Full Name: Alexander Warhud
Nickname(s): Alex
Age: 16
Year: 6
DoB: January 3rd
House: Ravenclaw
Appearance: Alex is pretty good looking in a Cedric Diggory kind of way. He has the perfect face, the perfect body and the perfect eyes. His clothes however is a bit overstated and fancy. This is because his farther is the co-owner of Leventark and Warhud Wizard Investments. Blassimore Leventark's farther is the other owner.

Personality: Since Alex is one of those rich kids he is pretty spoiled but he doesn't parade it around(Weird metaphor). He's very quiet and doesn't say much, even though girls always are trying to talk to him. It's mainly because of his good looks and good money that girls are interested. Alexander likes to study and can often be found in the school library, his nose buried in a book.

Extra: His farther is part of the Dark Uprising and has a big financial-part in the project - Edward Leventark persuaded him to join

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Alex was sitting alone in the ravenclaw common room his eyes skimming a book. He didn't feel like talking to anyone, but was sure that some girl would come talk to him in a few seconds. His father's newfound 'brotherhood' had made the always so calm man, twitch and nervous. Alex didn't like to see his farther like that and was somewhatrelieved to leave his home for school

"We are sure no one knows of it besides those of us in the circle, yes?" The voice of one Lucrecia Crescent spoke up from her location in the corner of the common room. She brushed a strand of her hair behind her head as her eyes darted around the room. "Surely no one has told of it, have they?" She was begging for someone to tell so she could silence them forever with one snap of the neck. Her family told her about the Darkness Rising a while back. She was happy it was finally happening and no one outside of the circle knew of it. Her parents played a key part in keeping the Darkness Rising a secret from the rest of the wizarding world. They made sure everyone was where they were supposed to be at the right time when a plan was initiated.

Blessimore turned around as another voice sounded. He looked thoughtful and then answered the girls question. "No, only a few Prophet reporters". The boy moved closer to Lucrecia and looked her in the eyes. "I'm sure your farther didn't make any money", Blessimore commented, concluding that she had been listening to the conversation.

"Of coarse I haven't." Riley answered her. "This is the first time I've ever so much as mentioned it at school."

Pausing for a moment, Crystal slowly turned as a voice called out. A slow smirk made its way across her face as she regarded Lucrecia. The first time they had met, Crystal had held the girl in the highest regard, not because of anything good; but because of her violent tendencies. She knew Lucrecia would not hesitate to act; a good quality to have when dealing with one's enemies. "Of course not." She answered silkily as she moved towards the group. "We'd be foolish to do so."

"Exactly." Riley said darkly. "I wouldn't want to see the look on my parents faces if it ever got out let alone yours." She knew very well how Lucrecia was.

Chloe sat with her back pressed hard against a wall on the floor. The floor was a nice place to sit when someone wasn't stepping on you of course. She was reading a rather good book and she was fully enjoying it. She was very glad to be back in the castle again, it was her home away from her home.

She hated to think back on those days when her parents fought about any and everything. Chloe blinked a few times before she want back to her book, letting those memories dissappeare to the back of her mind.

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Patrick looked out at the black lake that looked so still in the moon light. He knew very well that he was breaking a rule. But he didn't care really at the moment, about anything. His mind was filled to the brim with different feelings and thoughts. That all he wanted to do was forget about them and other things.

He started walking back up to the castle, deciding that Gryffindor didn't need to lose any points the first night back. After sometime he made it to the painting of the fat lady. He mumble the password and walked into the common room.

Abigail watched as various people entered the Common Room. She recognized them by appearence, but most she had never talked to. She looked around for one of her friends, deciding she needed someone to talk to, since her book was beginning to bore her a tad. Abigail sighed and looked around and the different people, wondering if one of them looked nice enough to say something to.

Calvin was New to this school of Hogwarts and hadn't met anyone since he had arrived. He was up in his Slytherin dorm when he decided to come down to the common room incase someone was there he could meet, if he was brave enough to talk to them. He walked slowly down as so not to make the stairs creak. He took a seat in a chair looking at the fire wondering what the next move was going to be.

Saphire excused herself from the gryffindor table and began to walk down the hall. She had really missed Hogwarts. She sighed time passed so fast first year and she blinked and now she was in her sixth year. She siged once more and stopped and looked out the window. The view that Hogwarts offered was always so beautiful to her. She leaned her head in the window and looked outside her gaze lost in the distance.

Jason was walking out the Hufflepuff common room. He was reading a book about astronomy. He was so absorbed in his reading that he wasn't awared of what was going on around him. It was a miracle that he didn't knock down other student. They only thing that bring him out of it was his growling stomach. Jason decided to close his book & the run fast toward the Hufflepuff table. He had in mind to eat as fast as he could in order to get back to his book.

When Vince was done with the book, he carefully put it back in the shelf, smiling. His white smile shined in the dark as his light brown hair was covering his eyebrows. Getting bored, he left the common room going to the halls. He looked at the paintings, glancing at them closely. He remembered each painting from his previous years, but he saw new ones. Ignoring the artwork, he continued down the hall. He immediately slid on something, which seemed to be some magical beans. He knew first years did it since every first year seemed to have a prank up their sleeve. He continued walking down the hall, not even wondering where he is going. He sighed and took a seat at a chair nearby.


OoC: So, did you decide about my spells I created?

OoC: Argh. I lost a really kick butt post -.- I just screamed too xD Anyway. Everyone is in. CelestialLight, I've decided that, so long as you don't abuse the power, you may use the spells. Just don't abuse it, aight? Cool cool ^_____^ And, so you know, I'm not being a tyrant with Salinea's next post, just remember, that because I'm the RP Leader and know everything going on, I'm going to say her parents are kind of the "Leaders". The one's running the show. <.< But everyone has parts so w00t. Haha

It was with extreme levels of resistance that Salinea prevented her rolling her eyes. They were all flocking towards each other, as if that wasn't at all suspicious. Granted, Slytherins had the nasty habit of flocking and suspicously carrying on conversation, but they were notoriously the bad ones. Like they themselves.

With narrowed eyes, she turned to Blassimore. "You really never shut up about that, do you? Do you honestly believe that your father's finances mean anything to me?" Her eyes narrowed further, her voice dipping darker. "You know very well that all your father's gold in the vault couldn't prevent my father from offing yours in an instant." And she spoke the truth. They all knew that the Avary's headed the Resistance. The Dark Uprising. The circle was lead by her family, which put her towards the head of the circle. Didn't mean they all paid her heed, but her word could decide the fate of their families.

Despite her anti-social outlook, she and Blessimore had a strange relationship. They had a favor of picking on the other, bickering and belittling each other. Still. Her life would be rather empty and boring if Blassimore walked out and left her with no one to pick at.

"And the rest of you!" she said, shaking her head in disgust, waves trembling over her shoulders. "Can you be any more foolish?" Her voice dropped lower, darker, more harsh. "You want anyone to hear you? Get suspiciuos of us? I assume you all have something to say on the matter. Midnight, the Common Room clears out. Two hours from now. We'll meet then."

With another shake of her head, she cast a glare upon them. Foolish imbeciles.

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OoC: Lee, babe. Mozzie is a Ravenclaw =P

Mozzie arched a brow at the Hufflepuff. Sure, everyone got her name wrong. She didn't mind anymore; how many other people did one know by the name of 'Mozzie' anyway?

"Actually, the name is Mozzie," she corrected Jamie-Lee. "I think I know you. You're a Prefect right? Hmm... I know I should be in bed by now, but I suppose you don't honestly mind, do you? Good, I approve. That's the way you Prefects should be. Anyway. A stroll? That sounds fab. You know Nolan? Ravenclaw Prefect. He's my best friend, I figure you know him, aye? Most girls do. They find him marvy and all that jazz. Anyway. Sixth year, I presume? Fab!"

And on Mozzie went, rambling in her nonsensical manner as per usual.

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The silence of the Common Room was unnerving Nolan. Sure, he himself was quiet. And he didn't often speak up; he didn't often have a reason to. Usually though, there were some girls chattering. But no, it was deathly quiet. He didn't care for that. He liked the usual chatter, the gentle lull of it all.

Seating himself on the arm of the couch, he lounged out, stretching his short body as far as it would go (which was hardly full). Arching a brow, he glanced around the Common Room.

"Don't stay up too late, all right?" he said casually. Maybe they'd speak.

Saphire shook her thoughts away. She had been thinking too much on the test and what her carrer was going to be after Hogwarts. "Just enjoy life now.." she told herself. She looked away from the window and continued walking. She looked at the stundet and smiled when she spotted a boy who she knew his name was Vince. She hadn't talked to him much. She was about to go and say hello when she kept herself from bumping into a boy who she didn't remember what his name was. She saw him leave and giggled. Then she stood there not being able to remember what she was going to do. She could be so forgetful at times.

Riley looked up as she noticed Salinea come in. Her parents were the head of the whole thing and knowing her she probably wouldn't aprove of them talking like this. She was right. As she started yelling at Blassimore she couldn't help but give a little smirk. Blassimore was her friend, but she was usually the one doing the slamming on other people. Not the one getting slammed.

As Salinea moved on to the rest of them Riley tucked her hir behind her ears nervously and avoided eye contact. She looked down thinking, who's going to hear us? We're in the dungeon... But then moved on to the thought about how she was kind of excited for midnight. It wasn't very often that she got to talk about it. She didn't really even get to at home.

Ruby sat in the common room thinking about stuff. Ruby sat in here favourite chair while reading her charms coursebook she was glad to be back home. Ruby found that the Hufflepuff common room had become more or else so more popular than her own bedroom.

Blassimore lost his smirk when Salinea verbally attacked him. He turned around and faced the little rage-machine. Moving closer he forced a smile on his face and when he was close to her face, he looked up and gave a little laugh. "Sweet Salinea, we all know that without my father's generous finances, your Daddy's scheme wouldn't have gotten off the drawing-board", he retorted and walked on, so that their backs were facing each other. "Just because your farther is the so called leader, not that he's doing a good job", he added this part under his breath, "doesn't mean that you're the leader here."

Blassimore leaned on a nearby wall and observed the others. Salinea and him had always had a weird kind of relationship. He wouldn't call them friends, but probably something along those lines. When the other didn't move he pretended to be irritated. "Didn't you hear!? Midnight. Shoo!", and with that he stopped speaking.