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Biochemkris · 08-12-2009, 11:59 AM

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PatInTheHat · 01-09-2010, 11:25 PM

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Originally Posted by Zoerawrr

Smiling back at the girl, Jake realised he was fast running out of topics to talk about. He was feeling slightly restless, and he knew it wouldn't be long before he had to take the third calming draught of the day. Or he'd just be bouncing off the walls.

Which totally reminded him he needed to visit that new Healer soon. Obviously not now. One look at the staff table told Jake the woman was busy and besides... this was something that you didn't shout about in front of the whole school.

But back to Anastasia... Twiddling his thumbs, Jake searched through his mind for something to talk about... but nothing was coming to mind.

"Are yyyou... guhh-glad ab-about being sssorted into... Huhhh-hufflepuff?" he asked, which was better than alot of things he could have asked.

"Hmmmm?" the boy acknowledged his sister, glancing back at the girl again as she said his name. It appeared she'd opened the present, and Jake bit his lip to see her reaction. Fortunately, it appeared that she loved it, which made Jake smile. He was BACK in the good books.

Well... maybe not entirely. The boy pouted a little and nuzzled Charlie, who sat stoicly on his shoulder, being good... for now. Man, everyone hated Charlie. He'd never done anything to THEM.

Ahh... wait... disappointed look. Jake bit his lip again and lowered his gaze, feeling just a little bad about what he'd done. Well, that was a payback for the late present, so Reese got hers today as well.

But still... "Nnnno?" the way Jake answered the question sounded like he was asking for confirmation of the right answer. "Sorryyyyyy," he added, placing Charlie on the table and reaching over to hug Reese.

Nobody could resist a Jakers hug.

Hehe, she thought Lawson was his dad. As cool as that sounded... "Nah," he grinned. "Wwwwe'd bbbeen camping," he explained, nodding at the comment about being close. They really were... And Jake did NOT tell Arya about the incident last term... where he'd... somehow put Lawson in the hospital.

Close. Thick as thieves.

At the birthday greetings, Jake smiled bashfully. "It wwwas ye-yesterday. We ccccelebrate it ttttoday sssoo I can sssee my sister," here, Jake pointed to the Slytherin prefect. "Ssssince I ddddon't live with thhat family nnno more."

Simples.

When Arya asked to hold Charlie, Jake beamed at her and resisted the urge to bounce. He loved it when people weren't afraid of Charlie, and the boy scooped up the creature again and passed him over. "Ssssure! You lllike an-an-animals, thhhen?"

"Really? I love camping, me and my muggle friends went on a big campout with my brother before I got here.That and many other things."Thinking about her friends she wondered what they were doing now. When she told them that she was going to 'boarding school' they decided to do as much as possible before she left. Other family? Arya had so many questions for Jake, but not wanting to pry into his personal life she just gave him a warm smile. Eyes lighting up like the sun, Arya gently accepted Charlie. She giggled when he first touched her hands, tickling her with his little furry legs." I looooove animals, I live on a ranch and my mom is a muggle vet so it was hard not to. We have so many animals, two are mine a horse and a dog. And I baught a kneazle kitten while in Diagon Alley." Arya giggled again as Charlie crawled from one hand to another.

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Reese closed her eyes until she had calmed down a little bit and when she had opened them back up, she moved her head a little bit so that she could see Jake. She had an evil brother, that was for sure. She wiped her eyes with her left hand and in her right hand, she was clenching something that Jake had just put there.

After she took a few more deeps breaths, she raised her right hand over her face, so that she was able to see what Jake had put there. It was...a present? She blinked a few times and quickly glanced over at Jake before unwrapped the silver wrapping paper from the little box. She then opened the top of the box and pulled out a ring. The first thing she noticed was her name engraved on the front and as she examined the rest of the ring, she noticed what was engraved inside of it.

"Jake," she quietly said. The present that she was holding had made her forget all about why she was laying on the ground in the first place. She finally stood back up and was about to hug her brother until she noticed the tarantula. Instead, she just ruffled his hair and gave him a big smile. "Thanks," she told him. "I really do love it, but I don't love..." She pointed her finger towards Charlie. "That thing," she added.

She looked over at the blonde girl Jake was talking to and she nodded. "I'm fine," she answered her question. "My head hurts a little bit, but besides that, I'm going to be okay."

Looking back at Jake, she gave him a very disappointed look. "Did you really have to do that?" She asked, referring to the whole spider incident that just previously happened.

Yeah, she wasn't going to believe for one second that Jake Upstead was going to behave himself after she graduated.

Arya looked away from Charlie and up the the girl Jake had just introduced as his sister."Hey, I'm Arya!" She beamed at the older girl, unable to wave since she was holding Charlie.

Flipper · 01-09-2010, 11:30 PM

HOGWARTS!!!

Hogwarts was wonderful, marvellous, beautiful, huge... and every other things Ryan had believed it was. She was so glad and grateful to be there, after three long years in the French school where, in her opinion, she hadn't learn many pratical stuff.

And the food there? Delicious. It tasted really, really, well. Beauxbatons was good too, but Ryan could only guessed she felt that way because she was right where she wanted to be.
And it was just like a dream.

VRSCIKA · 01-09-2010, 11:40 PM

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Originally Posted by Flipper

HOGWARTS!!!

Hogwarts was wonderful, marvellous, beautiful, huge... and every other things Ryan had believed it was. She was so glad and grateful to be there, after three long years in the French school where, in her opinion, she hadn't learn many pratical stuff.

And the food there? Delicious. It tasted really, really, well. Beauxbatons was good too, but Ryan could only guessed she felt that way because she was right where she wanted to be.
And it was just like a dream.

Art was browsing the tables to see who could be seen and was thrilled to see she was sitting there. 'She' the lady whose true name was unbeknowst to him. The lady whose name he intended to find. 'Silver'. Quitely walking up to her he smiled sweetly. He decided that Irish was all that he would speak to her in for awhile. "Hello again Lady Silver, it is a shame that we are not in the same house."he mused. "Putting that aside.......how are you?" he asked sweetly. "I have missed you." he added in that voice that always seemed to get a reaction from her.

noodles · 01-10-2010, 12:05 AM

SPOILER!!: Mah bro <3

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Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd

If there was a possibility that smoke could be coming out of people's ears, then Miranda would be looking like a chimney by now. Why oh why had this thing sat himself here? Why here? Yes indeed he had offended her house pride. No one mocks the name of Helga and gets awey wiff it! But she didn't respond to him and kept her eyes straight ahead, staring at whoever was sitting across from her, a piece of celery getting mashed between her teeth.

She did, however, look at him when he said he wasn't making fun, but this boy was one of those scary people who you couldn't really tell if they were joking or not. And what is up with that smile! She wanted to show an apple into his mouth to make it go away. Her eyes scanned the table... There was one nice round red apple over there... She could levitate it over here!

But no...she is a Captain. Argh. Her badge was closer!

Dangit! She was not good at this...talking back stuff. "No, I don't want to eat you." She said annoyed, but at the same time thought it was a little amusing how his comment had sounded. But she was irritated started to mutter. "...chew and then spit you out maybe..." Okay that was mean... She hadn't meant it, but she hadn't said it so loud for him to hear. So...yeah. Probably everything she said would come back and masticate her in the butt.

The way Oliver was repeating what Miranda had been saying made it sound so corny... "Yes. Friendly." Eh. "Why do think I haven't hexed you from this table yet?" Now it was her turn to smirk. Hehehee.
Her eyes scanned the boy now. Was he serious? Miranda believed there was a little of every house in all of the students, so yeah it was a probability that Oliver would indeed fit in this house had he been a little...less obnoxious. "You know," she started, putting on a more happier face, "That is true. I think you would've fit in great! Deep, deep down inside your little scrawny body of yours, is a little Hufflepuff waiting to break out and dance." This...made no sense. But she kept on babbling just to see what would happen. "Maybe, one day, you'll be the Headmaster and then you can redesign the Huffie banner and put an picture of yourself on it." She smiled big and took a bite of a pear. "Well, yes, yellow wouldn't go well with you...and you can skip the rodents...as for the smelling..." At this, her expression change to one of uncertainty. Fine, he didn't really smell bad...atleast not that she had noticed when she leaned in, but she wanted so bad to insult him to get him away from her. But her little just heart was saying 'no'. Ah, blarf it.

'Smirk Soap - Cleans out those Smirks in no time!' Heh, she'd have to invent one of those. Or maybe there was a spell for that... And for that stupid wink too! Which, hadn't she been super annoyed, would've probably made her blush. "Did you fall and hit yourself on the head on your way over here?" Oh, that must've been sarcasm, becasue he must've noticed that they were NOT getting along AT ALL. Right? "Oh, no, sorry, luv - I'm not sure there would be anything for me to bounce off of." She smiled fakely. Wait...did that even make sense? Ugh! "What I'm saying is, no, bro'."

Hmmm... Should she just make up Quidditch stuff or tell him the truth? Meh. "Now why would you want to know that?" She said with an air of curiosity. "A bat?" Making a face, she tilted her head to the side. "Oh, will you teach me, please?" Now she was just messing around with him, and aslong as he didn't see her badge, this would go smoothly.

The gagging noises were working! HAH! Miranda made some louder noises and pretended to heave while leaning closer to the boy.
But then he started to laugh and her charade's were over becasue she was getting tired and sleepy and she was still hungry!

She turned to see just what it was he was laughing at and noticed the girl... Melanie!? She was just about to call her name and ask her if she was allright, even try to get the heck out of the tight seating arrangements, but then the Oliver dude grabbed a breadstick and she was suuuuuure he was going to poker her with it. No one...messes...with...my...teamates!

Okay, someone went and helped the girl...which was weird because now there was nother one... Oh dear. The madness.
"Oliver... So why did you transfer from Durmstrang?" Huh, why had this question popped into her head? Curiosity...

Miranda was ignoring him! Staring into space as if she'd gone deaf! But, being the boy he was who craved constant attention, he, very irritatingly, waved his hand in front of her eyes. “Huuuu-fflepuuuuff.” He said in a loud sing songy voice. “Earth to Meeeerandaaaah.”

...But she WAS listening. She must be one of these contemplative types. The ones that mull over everything slowly before they answered. He screwed up his face at her reply. And he had been expecting something really intelligent given how long she took to process his question. “Oh.. well that's good.” He replied. He looked at her when she added an insult to that. He chuckled. She was funny.

Hexed him from the table? He frowned contemplating this. Fair dos. But wait, were they not making friends here? Yeah.. hehe. She was kidding. Again the eyebrow cocked. Scrawny? He looked glanced at his skinny self. “Dance? I love to dance. Can you Moonwalk? Can you do the Robot? Can you do the foxtrot or the saaaamba?” Ok.. so that was a little random and he could only do the former two, but.. heh. It sounded good. “Headmaster!?” He glanced over at the staff table. He liked the sound of this. He liked even more the sound of putting himself on the house crest. “I'd love that.” He grinned, his skin not dented one little bit by her onslaught. He knew fine well what she was doing but, meh... he didn't care. “You know, I reckon it must be dead easy doing his job.” He nodded at the Headmaster. “Sit in your office all day and get waited on by the house elves.; grade a few papers. I could do that.” He nodded smugly as he looked at the man with his arms folded. The comment about his smell went by unnoticed as he contemplated his career when he left school

He was puzzled by her next words. Genuinely puzzled. Why did she think he had hit his head? They were getting on fine. Well he thought so. She was nice... and he was nicer so there was no reason why they shouldn't be. His eyes went wide. She was being personal. And what was with the sudden mood swing!? Girls. “Fine, fine, you made your point. It's a no. I got that before.” Jeez!

This Miranda chick was starting to confuse him. His perfectly normal and polite questions were being met with sarcasm and... rudeness. “It's a perfectly normal question. Do. You. Play. Quidditch?” He asked her slowly and loudly so that she would understand what he was on about. Oh ho! She understood.. and she wanted him to teach her. He smirked at her. “I can try. But such skill is usually down to raw talent.” He tugged at the front of his robes and sat up straight. “You can fly though, right?” EVERYONE could fly! ..cept his half sister with that insane phobia of hers. Absolute madness.

The gagging was making him lean away from her, a look of disgust on his face. But as they were so tightly squished together, there wasn't a lot of room to get away from her. He raised his hand and pushed her face away from him so she was facing her housemate on the other side. “Look stoppit. You vom that way if you think you're gonna.” No vomity on the Slytherin. Cos that would be waaaaay uncool.

Oblivious to the look Miranda gave him when he manhandled the breadstick, he eventually pulled himself together. Oh, his sides hurt now. Curiously, he had been the only one at the table to find this amusing. Meh.. his sense of humour was obviously on a higher plane to theirs. That's why they was Hufflepuffs and he was a SLY-THER-IN. Boo ya! In yer face!

Miranda's question took him a little off guard and he stared at her for a moment in rare silence. His smile eventually returned. “That's between me, the headmaster the Magical Law Enforcement and the boy in the hospital wing with the permanent goats horns.” He replied.

...Truth or not? Even one of those muggle lie detector machines couldn't tell.

Flipper · 01-10-2010, 12:47 AM

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Originally Posted by VRSCIKA

Art was browsing the tables to see who could be seen and was thrilled to see she was sitting there. 'She' the lady whose true name was unbeknowst to him. The lady whose name he intended to find. 'Silver'. Quitely walking up to her he smiled sweetly. He decided that Irish was all that he would speak to her in for awhile. "Hello again Lady Silver, it is a shame that we are not in the same house."he mused. "Putting that aside.......how are you?" he asked sweetly. "I have missed you." he added in that voice that always seemed to get a reaction from her.

Ry didn't see him standing there, but she felt him coming up behind her. He was speaking Irish again, she thought, melting because of the sound of his words in gaelic. "We're at hogwarts. Shouldn't we speak in a language that everybody understands here?" she asked him in english.

Oh Merlin.

Silena-Potter · 01-10-2010, 12:49 AM

Samantha walks into the Great Hall amazed. "Just how I thought it would look like," she muttered. She ran towards her house table silently. "Will I get any friends?" she thought.

Sirius_Padfoot · 01-10-2010, 12:57 AM

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Originally Posted by Silena-Potter

Samantha walks into the Great Hall amazed. "Just how I thought it would look like," she muttered. She ran towards her house table silently. "Will I get any friends?" she thought.

Esmerelda looked around at the approaching girl. "Hello, my name is Esmerelda." she held out her hand towards the girl. She eyed the girl's hair and added, "You aren't by any chance a Weasley are you?"

Luna Laufghudd · 01-10-2010, 01:05 AM

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Originally Posted by liammoiser

Sarah walked over to the Hufflepuff table and saw Miranda as she got closer she realised that Miranda had the badge that had belonged to Kaika the previous term it was the Hufflepuff Quidditch Captain badge, Sarah walked over to her and smiled. "Congrates Miranda." She smiled. "How was your summer?"

Sarah! "Hi Sarah, how are you?" Miranda smiled and was happy to see another friendly face. Her own face reddened a litte at the congratulations. "Thanksss..." A shy smile appeared but she was happy for the change of topics. "Oh, it was great! I went to the Quidditch World Cup and just relaxed and did nothing hehe. How about you? Did you see the game?" Hopefully she had, because it was just AWESOME.

SPOILER!!: Katie-poo ;P

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Originally Posted by noodles

Miranda was ignoring him! Staring into space as if she'd gone deaf! But, being the boy he was who craved constant attention, he, very irritatingly, waved his hand in front of her eyes. “Huuuu-fflepuuuuff.” He said in a loud sing songy voice. “Earth to Meeeerandaaaah.”

...But she WAS listening. She must be one of these contemplative types. The ones that mull over everything slowly before they answered. He screwed up his face at her reply. And he had been expecting something really intelligent given how long she took to process his question. “Oh.. well that's good.” He replied. He looked at her when she added an insult to that. He chuckled. She was funny.

Hexed him from the table? He frowned contemplating this. Fair dos. But wait, were they not making friends here? Yeah.. hehe. She was kidding. Again the eyebrow cocked. Scrawny? He looked glanced at his skinny self. “Dance? I love to dance. Can you Moonwalk? Can you do the Robot? Can you do the foxtrot or the saaaamba?” Ok.. so that was a little random and he could only do the former two, but.. heh. It sounded good. “Headmaster!?” He glanced over at the staff table. He liked the sound of this. He liked even more the sound of putting himself on the house crest. “I'd love that.” He grinned, his skin not dented one little bit by her onslaught. He knew fine well what she was doing but, meh... he didn't care. “You know, I reckon it must be dead easy doing his job.” He nodded at the Headmaster. “Sit in your office all day and get waited on by the house elves.; grade a few papers. I could do that.” He nodded smugly as he looked at the man with his arms folded. The comment about his smell went by unnoticed as he contemplated his career when he left school

He was puzzled by her next words. Genuinely puzzled. Why did she think he had hit his head? They were getting on fine. Well he thought so. She was nice... and he was nicer so there was no reason why they shouldn't be. His eyes went wide. She was being personal. And what was with the sudden mood swing!? Girls. “Fine, fine, you made your point. It's a no. I got that before.” Jeez!

This Miranda chick was starting to confuse him. His perfectly normal and polite questions were being met with sarcasm and... rudeness. “It's a perfectly normal question. Do. You. Play. Quidditch?” He asked her slowly and loudly so that she would understand what he was on about. Oh ho! She understood.. and she wanted him to teach her. He smirked at her. “I can try. But such skill is usually down to raw talent.” He tugged at the front of his robes and sat up straight. “You can fly though, right?” EVERYONE could fly! ..cept his half sister with that insane phobia of hers. Absolute madness.

The gagging was making him lean away from her, a look of disgust on his face. But as they were so tightly squished together, there wasn't a lot of room to get away from her. He raised his hand and pushed her face away from him so she was facing her housemate on the other side. “Look stoppit. You vom that way if you think you're gonna.” No vomity on the Slytherin. Cos that would be waaaaay uncool.

Oblivious to the look Miranda gave him when he manhandled the breadstick, he eventually pulled himself together. Oh, his sides hurt now. Curiously, he had been the only one at the table to find this amusing. Meh.. his sense of humour was obviously on a higher plane to theirs. That's why they was Hufflepuffs and he was a SLY-THER-IN. Boo ya! In yer face!

Miranda's question took him a little off guard and he stared at her for a moment in rare silence. His smile eventually returned. “That's between me, the headmaster the Magical Law Enforcement and the boy in the hospital wing with the permanent goats horns.” He replied.

...Truth or not? Even one of those muggle lie detector machines couldn't tell.

The Rabid Badger side of her was urging to kick this boy's butt SO BADLY, and it could only intensify as he waved a hand infront of her face. Oh dear Merlin. Please, PLEASE make him go away. Like now...before she like, bit his hand or something. Yuhu! Rabid Badger! "Yes, indeed, that is my name. Please don't wear it out." Hehe.

Blarf. This meeting was going really bad.
And what is he chuckling at? Must've been something he only found funny.

Well that scrawny remark must've hit a nerve, Miranda contemplated as she saw him looking at himself. But...that small victory blew up in her face as the boy started to babble different dances. Sigh. No. Nopers... The what? Samba? "No, but I'm sure you'd love to teach me, right?" Did he really know how to do all those dances? "Why don't you show me some of your moves? I bet you're r-....really good." A small smile plumped up her cheeks. She was a bad liar, but thelling half truths were doable.

Oh, he seemed to like the idea of Headmastering. Miranda would be really scared if that ever happened. Unless he like...matured, or something. "Yeah, I bet you would." She shook her head and blew a lock of black hair from her face. It didn't work. She blew again. Nope, it just swayed and stayed there, in. her. face. "Easy?" Beign headmaster looked way not easy. Nuh-huh. "Yeah, it probably is... when you're not busy having to see the faces of dead students or writing a letter home to the parents to let them know what happened." Her expression got sombre and she swallowed. Last term, alot of Hufflepuff's died by some weird events... Who's to say it wont happen again? "Or maybe you'd think it was a vacation trying to keep about a thousand students safe from harm."

Miranda sighed and turned away from the boy again and started picking at her olive sallad. Turning back to the boy, she made a face of confusion. Whyyyy was he looking so...confused? Gosh, two confused people talking to eachother, can't be good. Maybe he had hit his head. Oh! She should take him to the Hospital Wing! Really, Miranda was seriously thinking he might've now, could it be the reason he was acting so strange?
"Well, I'll remind you from time to time, just in case." Winked and popped an olive into her mouth.

She actually gasped and gaped at the boy. Oliver was acting like she was the stupid one! Grrrowl. "You must really like the sound of your own voice, dude. WHY. ARE. YOU. TALKING. SO. LOUD?" She said loudly aswell. Like really, dude, there was no need for that loudness! He would try and teach her? Snort. "Oh well, I will try not to 'dissapoint' you then." Sarcasm dripped from her words. "Depends with what you mean by 'fly'. Like, what would you define as flying? Hmmm?" Now she was just making him think she was interested in talking to him so she keep continue eating while he babbled on.

Mwahahahaha!
He looked like he was on the verge of getting the flappers out of there! Maybe he would!

Oh no he didn't! He just touched her face! Ew, who know what sort of germs he has on his hands! But as her head was turned, she saw her housmate and dropped the act, hoping the person next to her wouldn't freak out. She slapped his hand away from her face and huffed. "I'm not gonna vom! And don't dare touch me with your infested hands again!" Oh no, he was definitely brining out the bad side of her. She noticed how he looked like his sides were aching from his silly laughing and she elbowed him righ...there. She wasn't supposed to do this...during a game. Hehe!

And now he was staring at her. She blushed a little and looked away. Oh, please don't let me have anything on my face. So...he had been expelled? Maybe? "Goat horns?" Miranda formed her lips as she was about to say something, but nothing came out. "I don't even know what to say to that..." She shrugged like she'd had a meltdown, like it didn't really matter and looked over at her neighbour before looking back at the boy.

"So, the boy got the permanent horns...and you got this?" Her hand gestured to his face. What did she mean? Miranda didn't even know anymore.

Kaytone · 01-10-2010, 01:05 AM

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Originally Posted by hermionesclone

Kita jumped as someone jumped into the seat next to her. She laughed when she noticed who it was. "Hey. I'm good. What about you?" she said, "Yeah. It's great. Just like being home again. So how was you summer?" She started eating and didn't join in with the conversation that was going on around her. She was one of those people who get hungry easily and this was no exception. She looked at everyone sitting around her and tried to follow what was going on...

"Oh, my summer wa great. After we shopped I went to my cousin house and stay for the rest of the summer." Kay said looking back to Rex. "Kita this is Rex my boyfriend." She said blushing a little. "It is like coming home. I can wait to start class and Quidditch try out."

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" Yes, potions class will be dangerous for me" Rex told Kay. " Gosh, what will I do in DADA class?" Rex asked Kay. Rex faked fainting in front of her. I love strawberries, honey" Rex said to Kay. Rex feeds grapes to Kay.

"Well, I will tell you who the "Magical Five are right now" Rex told Georgiana. " The Magical Five" consists of Mina, Barry, Kay, you and I" Rex said to Georgiana. "We will get along fine" Rex smiled at Georgiana.

"Well. we had an interesting time on the train" Rex told Emalyn.
" I am glad you remembered meeting me" Rex said to Emalyn. " We will hang out at Hogwart's grounds when we are not busy, right?" Rex asked Emalyn.

Kay giggled and push Rex a little. "Oh, Don't worry I will protect you in DADA class. And Potions will be fun." Kay said taking a grape from him. "I can't wait for all of us to get together." Kay said smiling at Georgiana. Kay picked up a piece of watermelon and feed it to Rex. "do you liked that?"

WhittyBitty · 01-10-2010, 01:17 AM

Now that his ex girlfriend was doing better, Torin made his way over to the Hufflepuff table and sat down among his classmates. Finally he was here where he belonged. And finally he could eat.

As he heaped food on his plate, he couldn't help but think that this was the first meal he had had in about a year where he wasn't with Tammy. And that thought depressed him so much.

He sighed sadly.

VRSCIKA · 01-10-2010, 01:43 AM

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Originally Posted by Flipper

Ry didn't see him standing there, but she felt him coming up behind her. He was speaking Irish again, she thought, melting because of the sound of his words in gaelic. "We're at hogwarts. Shouldn't we speak in a language that everybody understands here?" she asked him in english.

Oh Merlin.

Art gave her a sexy smile. He heard her question, but chose to continue in Irish. "Oh but why? Why does everyone need to understand what we are saying? That isn't as much fun besides, I like speaking Gaelic." he winked at her. "How are you then Lady Silver?" he smiled sweetly and looked into her eyes.

"Rowan perhaps?" he said aloofly with a quizzical grin. Somehow I don't think that is right, but the right one hasn't come to me yet. Aaaanndd I'm curious to see what will happen.

Flipper · 01-10-2010, 01:51 AM

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Originally Posted by VRSCIKA

Art gave her a sexy smile. He heard her question, but chose to continue in Irish. "Oh but why? Why does everyone need to understand what we are saying? That isn't as much fun besides, I like speaking Gaelic." he winked at her. "How are you then Lady Silver?" he smiled sweetly and looked into her eyes.

"Rowan perhaps?" he said aloofly with a quizzical grin. Somehow I don't think that is right, but the right one hasn't come to me yet. Aaaanndd I'm curious to see what will happen.

Why did he insisted on putting on that smile?! He knew that disturbed her! And he was stubborn!
"Because I think everybody in this place is willing to know what is going on." she replied harshly in her language, her birth language, which was undoubtly English. "Just because you and I know perahps more languges than any other student in this place, this doesn't give us the right to act all superior like you are so fond of doing." she pointed out.

He wanted to play? Just wait... "Lady Silver was perfectly fine until you came along." she answered with a fake smile, not taking her eyes off of him. She only blinked at the mention of an Irish name, until she reminded what it was all about. "Not in a million years, Mr. Koizumi."
Wasn't she as nice as he was?

noodles · 01-10-2010, 02:09 AM

SPOILER!!: Claudia

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Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd

The Rabid Badger side of her was urging to kick this boy's butt SO BADLY, and it could only intensify as he waved a hand infront of her face. Oh dear Merlin. Please, PLEASE make him go away. Like now...before she like, bit his hand or something. Yuhu! Rabid Badger! "Yes, indeed, that is my name. Please don't wear it out." Hehe.

Blarf. This meeting was going really bad.
And what is he chuckling at? Must've been something he only found funny.

Well that scrawny remark must've hit a nerve, Miranda contemplated as she saw him looking at himself. But...that small victory blew up in her face as the boy started to babble different dances. Sigh. No. Nopers... The what? Samba? "No, but I'm sure you'd love to teach me, right?" Did he really know how to do all those dances? "Why don't you show me some of your moves? I bet you're r-....really good." A small smile plumped up her cheeks. She was a bad liar, but thelling half truths were doable.

Oh, he seemed to like the idea of Headmastering. Miranda would be really scared if that ever happened. Unless he like...matured, or something. "Yeah, I bet you would." She shook her head and blew a lock of black hair from her face. It didn't work. She blew again. Nope, it just swayed and stayed there, in. her. face. "Easy?" Beign headmaster looked way not easy. Nuh-huh. "Yeah, it probably is... when you're not busy having to see the faces of dead students or writing a letter home to the parents to let them know what happened." Her expression got sombre and she swallowed. Last term, alot of Hufflepuff's died by some weird events... Who's to say it wont happen again? "Or maybe you'd think it was a vacation trying to keep about a thousand students safe from harm."

Miranda sighed and turned away from the boy again and started picking at her olive sallad. Turning back to the boy, she made a face of confusion. Whyyyy was he looking so...confused? Gosh, two confused people talking to eachother, can't be good. Maybe he had hit his head. Oh! She should take him to the Hospital Wing! Really, Miranda was seriously thinking he might've now, could it be the reason he was acting so strange?
"Well, I'll remind you from time to time, just in case." Winked and popped an olive into her mouth.

She actually gasped and gaped at the boy. Oliver was acting like she was the stupid one! Grrrowl. "You must really like the sound of your own voice, dude. WHY. ARE. YOU. TALKING. SO. LOUD?" She said loudly aswell. Like really, dude, there was no need for that loudness! He would try and teach her? Snort. "Oh well, I will try not to 'dissapoint' you then." Sarcasm dripped from her words. "Depends with what you mean by 'fly'. Like, what would you define as flying? Hmmm?" Now she was just making him think she was interested in talking to him so she keep continue eating while he babbled on.

Mwahahahaha!
He looked like he was on the verge of getting the flappers out of there! Maybe he would!

Oh no he didn't! He just touched her face! Ew, who know what sort of germs he has on his hands! But as her head was turned, she saw her housmate and dropped the act, hoping the person next to her wouldn't freak out. She slapped his hand away from her face and huffed. "I'm not gonna vom! And don't dare touch me with your infested hands again!" Oh no, he was definitely brining out the bad side of her. She noticed how he looked like his sides were aching from his silly laughing and she elbowed him righ...there. She wasn't supposed to do this...during a game. Hehe!

And now he was staring at her. She blushed a little and looked away. Oh, please don't let me have anything on my face. So...he had been expelled? Maybe? "Goat horns?" Miranda formed her lips as she was about to say something, but nothing came out. "I don't even know what to say to that..." She shrugged like she'd had a meltdown, like it didn't really matter and looked over at her neighbour before looking back at the boy.

"So, the boy got the permanent horns...and you got this?" Her hand gestured to his face. What did she mean? Miranda didn't even know anymore.

Hehehe! Was she annoyed? Yeah.. she was annoyed. SCORE!

Hehehehehe...

Daaaaaaancing! Oliver nodded enthusiastically. “I'd love to teach you." He began to move, squeezing his way out from between Miranda and the Hufflepuff on his other side. He grinned at her and took her hand. “Come on then. You don't expect me to stand here and dance on my own do you?” because that would look foolish when it wasn't in the context of a Victory house sorting dance. hehe.

The amusement in his face faltered. Wow.. way to turn a good conversation depressing. “Why was he seeing dead faces? Is he one of these psychics that can talk to dead people?” Creepy. Then he frowned as what she was saying sunk in. “Do people die a lot here?” Why hadn't his sister mentioned this? His dad wouldn't have sent him here if he knew that! “Pfft.. It would be a doddle. This school is charmed and protected, is it not?” Why was she spoiling his daydream of power? She was a nice girl but Oliver was learning she could be VERY gloomy.

His nose crinkled. She seemed awfully chuffed with herself as she sat stuffing her face with olives. “You don't have to remind me again.” He pouted. There was no need for such rudeness.

Gosh... this Miranda girl wasn't half changeable. He frowned at her and huffed a little, folding his arms. “I WAS TALKING LOUD...” oops. “....I mean, I was talking loud because you didn't understand what I was saying. And I know my accent isn't THAT strong so I figured it was your ears.” Obviously it wasn't – she was just being obtuse. He was starting to get annoyed now and the small sigh he let out gave him away a little. Perhaps his skin wasnt all that thick after all. “You're just being stupid now. I think you know fine well what I mean by flying.. unless...” They did teach it here, right? He had a little internal panic and looked around frantically, his eyes settling on the staff table. “Who's the flying professor?” He asked her trying to keep the sudden panic out of his voice. NO WAY! He couldn't be at a school with no FLYING!!!! This would be like a three year sentence in Azkaban for Oliver if there wasn't.

Germ infested hands!? Mean girl! He laughed though and placed his hand on her cheek and left it there as payback. “Gonna give you cooties!!” he sang to her, then removed his hand. “How bloody old are you? ...Cooties.” tsk. “My hands are perfectly clean. I'll have you know that it was just last month that I had my annual shower.” Mwhahahahaha! She asked for that.

Eh? What was she on about now? “Got what?” he asked innocently. He knew she was trying to insult him. As if he would give her the satisfaction.

imaginarynumb3rs · 01-10-2010, 02:13 AM

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Sarah just waited.

Waited for the information to sink into her friends brain.

Then would come the verbal explosion.She just knew it.

Sitting with her elbow resting on the table, Sarah laughed as Wesley addressed her. "Wesley!" she admonished her, playfully poking her in the arm. "You don't need to be formal with me, just Sarah will be fine.Same as always.Just don't go getting into any trouble...." she added with a whisper and a wink, leaning into her friends ear to say it.

Hang on.What's a Flitterbloom? Sarah was pondering that when Wesley suddenly let rip with her excitement.The word PREFECT ringing in her ears, Sarah held onto the table as the bench began to shake with Wesley's bouncing.She was so excited that her friend was so excited, unfortunately that always seemed to affect the young girls ability to speak properly.And so it happened: The funny babbling that Sarah had to try and understand and respond to.Truthfully, though...she loved it.

"Calm down!" she laughed, placing a hand on Wesley's shoulder and patting her. "Would you like me to answer them in order? Hehe.1: I found out about 4 weeks ago.2: Yes it is scary.3: Not that often it seems, they stay quite shiny.4: We have to make sure no-one is causing any trouble, patrol the castle and such, reporting anything untoward to the Professors.And 5: Nearly.There was an incident on the train with some Slytherin's and a Gryffindor.Name calling and that, nothing else though....yet." Sarah had been counting them all out on her fingers as she went to make sure that she got them all.And now she stopped to take breath.It wasn't just Wesley who could take alot.

Her smile faltered a little as the look on Wesley's face changed.Just about to ask her what was wrong, Sarah was relieved to find it was nothing more than worry over her questions. "Don't worry," she assured her. "I've not been told to keep quiet about anything yet.And I'm sure I won't get in trouble for answering your questions." Smiling, she leant forward and poured herself some pumpkin juice.Having had nothing to drink for the entire train journey, Sarah's lips were starting to stick together.

"So, who did you speak to on the train?" she asked casually, raising the goblet to her lips to take a sip.

"Sorry!" Wesley said automatically in response to Sarah's tone. But her serious demeanor was undermined by the poke, and she giggled. The Hufflepuff happened to be very ticklish.

As her friend spoke, the third year nodded slowly, feeling very conflicted. As hard as it would be to get used to calling Sarah 'Prefect Sarah' it felt even more uncomfortable calling a Prefect by their first name only. It was akin to calling Professer Shackleton-Clark 'Shackleton-Clark'. The very thought made the brunette squirm slightly. But, Sarah said she wanted Wesley to call her just Sarah. So just Sarah it would be.

"I won't, promise," she whispered just as quietly, eyes wide with sincerity. No one had ever yelled at her at Hogwarts for getting in trouble. Wesley hoped that would always be the case. She couldn't imagine Sarah screaming. She didn't want to imagine Sarah screaming.

Nodding, so as not to interrupt Sarah's speaking, Wesley became very, very still, soaking up the information like a sponge.

"Wow." she said softly, at loss for words. Being a prefect was awe inspiring. It was such a huge job, and she couldn't even begin to picture herself doing it. Sarah, Torin, Vannessa, Tammy, and Dominic- they were so amazing! They were so brave!

Satisfied she hadn't asked anything illegal, Wesley grinned at Sarah's comment. She loved people. "Iris, Santine, Lucia-" Though not yet finished, the Hufflepuff stopped. The...the somebody was talking.

SPOILER!!: speach

Chin wobbling, the tiny teenager's eyes soon filled with tears. Headmaster Tate seemed like a nice guy - he had to be a nice guy. But, Wesley missed the old Headmaster. She missed Professor Truebridge. She missed Nurse Avalon. She missed her three fellow Hufflepuffs, of which she had never met. And at the words 'steel your spine,' Wesley began to fully cry. She didn't want to put steel in her spine! That sounded like it hurt - it sounded scary! And then, and then he started talking about students dieing. And learning. As if, as if Professer Truebridge hadn't know how to teach. He had! He had! Wesley did learn a lot- she learned that Rita Skeeter was a bad women and you should never trust the media and and and the lack of intake of oxygen was making it hard to think, but Wesley did know that she had learned! She really had!

Sticking her chin out, she tried to keep it up, just like Headmaster Tate said, but it wasn't working.

And that only made her sob harder.

Mell · 01-10-2010, 02:14 AM

Being as inconspicuous as possible, Marcus left the staff table and headed through the hall and made his way to the Hufflepuff table. He sat down amongst a few of the students.

"Good evening everyone. Glad to be back at school?"

He kinda wished that the holidays had gone on for a little bit longer, the time had gone by so fast and he felt as though he didn't have much of a break. But he did like being back with the kids, probably because most of the time he was a big kid himself.

##Hermione&Draco## · 01-10-2010, 02:20 AM

Lysander took a seat at the Hufflepuff table....
"Well personally i wish the holidays didnt go by so fast,but it is life...
Everything is unknown....and so is the new Defense Against The Dark Arts Teacher......
I believe he is a-....Well nevermind. How was your break Proffesor?"

ZDARDSKY · 01-10-2010, 02:24 AM

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Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd

And now he was staring at her. She blushed a little and looked away. Oh, please don't let me have anything on my face. So...he had been expelled? Maybe? "Goat horns?" Miranda formed her lips as she was about to say something, but nothing came out. "I don't even know what to say to that..." She shrugged like she'd had a meltdown, like it didn't really matter and looked over at her neighbour before looking back at the boy.

"So, the boy got the permanent horns...and you got this?" Her hand gestured to his face. What did she mean? Miranda didn't even know anymore.

Cyrus walked into the Great Hall, Hufflepuff robes and all. So many people he wanted to talk to right now. It was no secret, the young Aussie loved to talk. His mischievous brown eyes fell on to Miranda BelCanto; he'd heard on the train that she was their new captain after Lockhart left.

With a running start, Cy leaped onto the bench and ruffled up Miranda's hair. She probably wouldn't like that, but Cy hooted in laughter.

"Hope you're ready for the season capan'! We're takin' the trifecta. No excuses." His accent rang through the great hall, and he hopped off the bench.

Looking just behind himself, he saw the old Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, and grinned. "Catch ya' in the common room capan!" And with that, the third year was off to great more people. MOOOARRRRR!

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Being as inconspicuous as possible, Marcus left the staff table and headed through the hall and made his way to the Hufflepuff table. He sat down amongst a few of the students.

"Good evening everyone. Glad to be back at school?"

He kinda wished that the holidays had gone on for a little bit longer, the time had gone by so fast and he felt as though he didn't have much of a break. But he did like being back with the kids, probably because most of the time he was a big kid himself.

One second he wasn't in front of Professor Lawson. The next second, he was. "YEAH MAT-," He INSTANTLY stopped himself. "Ah, YES, sir. Couldn't be any happiah'. I take it your summah' went well? Ready to teach some defense again?" The young Aussie took out his wand and jabbed it in a random direction to imitate casting a spell.

"Can't wait for class." Little did Cy know... the bloke wasn't teaching Defense anymore.

VRSCIKA · 01-10-2010, 02:35 AM

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Why did he insisted on putting on that smile?! He knew that disturbed her! And he was stubborn!
"Because I think everybody in this place is willing to know what is going on." she replied harshly in her language, her birth language, which was undoubtly English. "Just because you and I know perahps more languges than any other student in this place, this doesn't give us the right to act all superior like you are so fond of doing." she pointed out.

He wanted to play? Just wait... "Lady Silver was perfectly fine until you came along." she answered with a fake smile, not taking her eyes off of him. She only blinked at the mention of an Irish name, until she reminded what it was all about. "Not in a million years, Mr. Koizumi."
Wasn't she as nice as he was?

Art just continued to smile at her as she spoke to him harshly. She is so cold today my , my, don't make me warm you up Silver. I know that you would like it.

He continued disregarding her her harsh reception of him choosing to speak Gaelic over English.

"I am not so certain that is a true statement, perhaps, but I think the students may surprise you. To me it sounds like you think we are superior. On the contrary, I don't believe that my linguistic skills make me any better than anyone else. I simply enjoy speaking Gaelic, I don't do it to act superior. That would be rude and ignorant Silver, that which I am not." Art stated calmly.

"What is it anyone elses concern, I am curious? I am speaking to you, cutting in would be rude and eavesdropping anyway." he noted matter-of-factly.

Hmm, didn't think that it was the right one. "Oh? Not in a million years? So it is incorrect, you don't have to be so unkind to the name though. It is still a nice name. By the way, fake smiles do not suit you in the least." he smiled at how she looked at him. You will never win that way dear.

"Well?" he asked smiling.

purple·myst · 01-10-2010, 02:37 AM

Towards the end there the compartment that he was sharing with his friends was pretty full. Though it was a good train ride, and he was glad that his train rides were so much fun. It would be a little boring if he had no-one to sit with like his train ride at the beginning of his fourth floor.

This was going to be his second last opening feast, at least he would have one more after this, the food here was always so good and he was sure that he could never get full by eating the food here. Must be something to do with however the elves cooked it, he thought.

As he found his way to the Hufflepuff table he looked around for anyone that he knew. He waved in the direction of Miranda as he spotted his little sister. He had lost his girlfriend on the way over here, she had had to go do prefecty stuff. As there was an open seat on one side of Miranda he made his way over to her and sat down beside her.

"Hello Miranda," he greeted her. "How was your little trip with Brant?" He asked, his voice a little lower now, he hadn't had a chance to do so on the train so decided that now was as as good a time as anyone.

Mell · 01-10-2010, 02:42 AM

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Originally Posted by ##Hermione&Draco##

Lysander took a seat at the Hufflepuff table....
"Well personally i wish the holidays didnt go by so fast,but it is life...
Everything is unknown....and so is the new Defense Against The Dark Arts Teacher......
I believe he is a-....Well nevermind. How was your break Proffesor?"

Marcus had a roast potato halfway to his mouth but stopped and just let hang in mid air. "Don't really know that much about him myself." Oh now that was a big fat dirty lie. Of course he didn't know the man personally but he had heard the stories.

"It was very good, thank you Lysander. How was yours?"

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One second he wasn't in front of Professor Lawson. The next second, he was. "YEAH MAT-," He INSTANTLY stopped himself. "Ah, YES, sir. Couldn't be any happiah'. I take it your summah' went well? Ready to teach some defense again?" The young Aussie took out his wand and jabbed it in a random direction to imitate casting a spell.

"Can't wait for class." Little did Cy know... the bloke wasn't teaching Defense anymore.

Grabbing the young boy's hand as he jabbed his wand around, Marcus chuckled at his enthusiasm. "Yes it went very well, thank you Cy. And how was your summer?"

Ah it seemed the lad did not know about the position change. Would it be mean of him to pretend that he was still the DADA professor? It took Marcus a few good minutes to decide that it probably was but man he was tempted. "Well I'll be glad to see you in class young Cy but I am not teaching Defense this year."

##Hermione&Draco## · 01-10-2010, 02:51 AM

Lysander put on a fake smile and it turned into a slight smile....
"Mine was rarely quick Proffesor...."
Lysander said openly...
"I know you must hate this professor,and I know we havent talked in the past
to get to know eachother I was wondering,if you allow me to.."
Lysander took a pause.
"If we could talk privately..because I have some thoughts i would like to share with you..."
Lysander looked at the DADA Proffesor and had a worried look..
"And if we can get to know eachother...because I usually feel more comfortable around adults rather than my own peers."

PatInTheHat · 01-10-2010, 02:55 AM

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

"You are as eloquent as you are good-looking, and that's saying something right there," Tate mumbled, giving Kade the eye roll he deserved. Shut your pie hole? Really? The Ministry was getting letters about that one for sure.

"Good day, Hogwarts students." That was a very promising start right there. "You may have noticed that I am a new face here at Hogwarts. In fact, you probably have noticed a number of new faces. Such is life, que sera sera, and all that. My name is Gaellen Tate, and I am the Headmaster."

He should probably introduce the new professors.

He didn't know the new professors.

"And here..." he gestured wildly to the table. "Here we have our returning staff, who are eager to help you settle back into your routines, and your new professors, who will require your patience and good will. Feel free to drop by their offices any time you seek council, just as I encourage you to drop by mine." Oh. But don't visit Thomas, because he probably bites... could he say that?

Probably not.

"So... anyway. Welcome back, and welcome for the first time to all the little firsties. I know we had a hard time of it last year, but chin up and steel your spine for another good year. They can't all be cake walks, can they? I sincerely doubt anyone will die this year, so that's already a silver lining. And perhaps you'll actually learn something. I occasionally did."

Chipper enough? What was he talking about?

"Can we eat yet?"

And the food appeared.

Arya was still holding Charlie when she saw a man get up and sneeze. She looked over to the staff table more closely, giggling when he told them to shutup, hehe Pie-Holes. She never could take someone serious when they called her a funny name. As Charlie began to climb up her arm she saw another man get up to make a speech. Headmaster? I thought he would be old.As he spoke, she cringed at the thought of students dying here. Hopfully this year things would be diffrent. Once he finished, food had food had finally appeared before her."Finally! Eenie Meenie Miney Moe!" Her finger had landed on a delicious looking pie. Her mouth watering, she placed a slice on her plate and began to eat.

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Originally Posted by aussiegirl

Being as inconspicuous as possible, Marcus left the staff table and headed through the hall and made his way to the Hufflepuff table. He sat down amongst a few of the students.

"Good evening everyone. Glad to be back at school?"

He kinda wished that the holidays had gone on for a little bit longer, the time had gone by so fast and he felt as though he didn't have much of a break. But he did like being back with the kids, probably because most of the time he was a big kid himself.

Arya looked up from her pie to see the professor she thought was Jake's dad heading over to her table. Charlie was on her shoulder rubbing his front two legs together while she ate. What's his name again....Oh Professor Lawson that's right! Her mouth was full of pie so she threw a closed mouth grin his way before returning to her wonderfull pie.Dessert is always better when eatin first.

Luna Laufghudd · 01-10-2010, 03:02 AM

SPOILER!!: Mrs. Barat

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Originally Posted by noodles

Hehehe! Was she annoyed? Yeah.. she was annoyed. SCORE!

Hehehehehe...

Daaaaaaancing! Oliver nodded enthusiastically. “I'd love to teach you." He began to move, squeezing his way out from between Miranda and the Hufflepuff on his other side. He grinned at her and took her hand. “Come on then. You don't expect me to stand here and dance on my own do you?” because that would look foolish when it wasn't in the context of a Victory house sorting dance. hehe.

The amusement in his face faltered. Wow.. way to turn a good conversation depressing. “Why was he seeing dead faces? Is he one of these psychics that can talk to dead people?” Creepy. Then he frowned as what she was saying sunk in. “Do people die a lot here?” Why hadn't his sister mentioned this? His dad wouldn't have sent him here if he knew that! “Pfft.. It would be a doddle. This school is charmed and protected, is it not?” Why was she spoiling his daydream of power? She was a nice girl but Oliver was learning she could be VERY gloomy.

His nose crinkled. She seemed awfully chuffed with herself as she sat stuffing her face with olives. “You don't have to remind me again.” He pouted. There was no need for such rudeness.

Gosh... this Miranda girl wasn't half changeable. He frowned at her and huffed a little, folding his arms. “I WAS TALKING LOUD...” oops. “....I mean, I was talking loud because you didn't understand what I was saying. And I know my accent isn't THAT strong so I figured it was your ears.” Obviously it wasn't – she was just being obtuse. He was starting to get annoyed now and the small sigh he let out gave him away a little. Perhaps his skin wasnt all that thick after all. “You're just being stupid now. I think you know fine well what I mean by flying.. unless...” They did teach it here, right? He had a little internal panic and looked around frantically, his eyes settling on the staff table. “Who's the flying professor?” He asked her trying to keep the sudden panic out of his voice. NO WAY! He couldn't be at a school with no FLYING!!!! This would be like a three year sentence in Azkaban for Oliver if there wasn't.

Germ infested hands!? Mean girl! He laughed though and placed his hand on her cheek and left it there as payback. “Gonna give you cooties!!” he sang to her, then removed his hand. “How bloody old are you? ...Cooties.” tsk. “My hands are perfectly clean. I'll have you know that it was just last month that I had my annual shower.” Mwhahahahaha! She asked for that.

Eh? What was she on about now? “Got what?” he asked innocently. He knew she was trying to insult him. As if he would give her the satisfaction.

Uh oh, what's he doing. Miranda tried to make herself as tiny as possible as the boy squeezed out of his seat. Phew, it got a wee bit roomier now. Her eyes fell on his hand. What was he going to do with it? WHAT IS HE DOING! She felt herself being pulled up by the boy and she was now standing there between the two tables with a boy she hardly knew. And they were going to do what? "Oh, oh... No no. No no no no no, I don't dance...I'm just going to sit down-" Well that wasn't happening. She blushed and dropped her head so no one would see the pink cheeks. This was not appropriate for a Captain! Whatever...

Seeing dead faces? "No... Or actually I don't know. He might be." She sat up and looked at the boy like they had run into a good converstion topic. "Not alot...Atleast not in all the years I've been here." Again, this was what she presumed. Who knows if alot of students had died before she got to school. "Doddle." She made a little giggling noise and then quickly shoved a strawberry into her mouth. "Yeah," she spoke through a full mouth, "it is. But even that can sometimes not be enough." Ugh, this was depressing. Onto Happier COnversations! She shook her head and waved a hand.

It wasn't like she expected the boy to keep asking her... it was just her way of saying 'I think you're annoying. Heh. Taking another strabwerry, she just took small bites of it now. A leetle more lady like. Snort.
And there was the loudness again! She made a face at his strong voice, but a little smile threatened to creep up on her lips as he lowered his voice quite alot. His accent, yeah, she could hear it. "Are you...Scottish?" That was a scottish accent right? Oh, this was so not a good time to seem stupid. An amused smile appeared now to the fullest when she heard him sigh. Oh yea, was he starting to get tired of the little charade?

Her mouth opened to protest the insult, but his sudden movements of his head made it seem like he was having a fit or something. Her eyes grew wide but she knew all was well (sor of) when he asked. But...She wasn't going to let him have all the fun, right? "Flying professor? What makes you think we have that?" Mwahaha! Sheesh, he was really looking a bit desperate there. She would've probably be looking alot like him if she'd gone to a school without flying. Shudder.

This was IMPOSSIBLE! She crinkled her nose when his hand was far away from her, but now that it was touching her face she just let it stay there and sighed. And blushed. Dangit! She wanted to flick his hand away, but he'd already removed it. "What are you five years old??" She started rubbing her sleeve on her cheek. "Who says cooties now, anyways?" He was a child! A CHILD!

Omygosh, ew. Oh this does it. He'd better be kidding!
In a moment of pure weird annoyity, she licked her finger and ran it across Oliver's cheek. Ha!

Omygosh, he was going to squash her.

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Originally Posted by tex

Cyrus walked into the Great Hall, Hufflepuff robes and all. So many people he wanted to talk to right now. It was no secret, the young Aussie loved to talk. His mischievous brown eyes fell on to Miranda BelCanto; he'd heard on the train that she was their new captain after Lockhart left.

With a running start, Cy leaped onto the bench and ruffled up Miranda's hair. She probably wouldn't like that, but Cy hooted in laughter.

"Hope you're ready for the season capan'! We're takin' the trifecta. No excuses." His accent rang through the great hall, and he hopped off the bench.

Looking just behind himself, he saw the old Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, and grinned. "Catch ya' in the common room capan!" And with that, the third year was off to great more people. MOOOARRRRR!

And then out of nowhere like a frickin' Tazmanian Devil that spun so fast it was like a tornado *breathe* the Australian teammate appeared and ruffled her hair.

Eeeek! She couldn't help but laugh a little at his stunt as she watched him walk away. Her hair was ruffled, but it was okay, she didn't really do much with it anyways. But she wasn't alone on the table and had to look atleast representable...for...someone. So she smoothed out her hair...

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Originally Posted by purple·myst

Towards the end there the compartment that he was sharing with his friends was pretty full. Though it was a good train ride, and he was glad that his train rides were so much fun. It would be a little boring if he had no-one to sit with like his train ride at the beginning of his fourth floor.

This was going to be his second last opening feast, at least he would have one more after this, the food here was always so good and he was sure that he could never get full by eating the food here. Must be something to do with however the elves cooked it, he thought.

As he found his way to the Hufflepuff table he looked around for anyone that he knew. He waved in the direction of Miranda as he spotted his little sister. He had lost his girlfriend on the way over here, she had had to go do prefecty stuff. As there was an open seat on one side of Miranda he made his way over to her and sat down beside her.

"Hello Miranda," he greeted her. "How was your little trip with Brant?" He asked, his voice a little lower now, he hadn't had a chance to do so on the train so decided that now was as as good a time as anyone.

...before she noticed Ryder!
A grin appeared as she waved back to him and watched him sit next to her. "Hi Ryder!" She greeted, still smiling, though it faltered a little as the frown appeared. Trip? And why was he talking so low, like it was a secret? "Um...What trip are you talking about?" Because she had no idea.

Zieko · 01-10-2010, 03:09 AM

Again from underneath the table, seeing as now a prefect was sitting with her Allison pointed at the new paper plane and under her breath once again said, "Wingradium Leviosa." She had no idea if it was okay to do magic during the feast, but she didn't see a problem with as she wasn't harming anyone.

SPOILER!!: Arya or Anastasia >:P

With hurried quickness once again, the plane flew towards the Hufflepuff table and began to poke Arya and Anastasia on the shoulder, hoping either would pick it up.

purple·myst · 01-10-2010, 03:15 AM

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Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd

...before she noticed Ryder!
A grin appeared as she waved back to him and watched him sit next to her. "Hi Ryder!" She greeted, still smiling, though it faltered a little as the frown appeared. Trip? And why was he talking so low, like it was a secret? "Um...What trip are you talking about?" Because she had no idea.

"Didn't you go to the food trolley with him?" Ryder inquired? He started piling food up on to his plate. He was so hungry, and his mind kept going back to how good Hogwarts food was. Chicken, rice, orange juice were all pretty good, and so he poured himself a drink, and added the other two to his plate.

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