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Date: January 16th, 2013
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It is now: Year 7 - Day 4 - Supper/Quidditch Practice
Happening now: Supper Azkaban Trip is now out of time. Feel free to continue all plots as planned. Feel free to finish all plots out of time. |
| Next: Day 5: Valentine's Day |
| Read Today's Daily Prophet: Knights of Walpurgis attack Hogwarts; Belleford steps down as Hogwarts closes until further notice |
| Welcome to Hogwarts Interactive Role Play, one of the net's best in Harry Potter and Hogwarts role plays. We hope you enjoy your visit. Here at Hogwarts our students are currently in their Seventh Year. Last year, the war against the Knights crescendoed into a direct attack against the school. Disappearances are still reported (or not) daily, and the Dark Lord and his Knights of Walpurgis have succeeded in spreading their message of "do as thou will" far and wide across the globe. Magical Law Enforcement, which is now the only authority in the wizarding world under Martial Law, has responded by tightening security, controlling the media, and strictly enforcing curfews and other laws. Their control is damaging to the people's freedom, and their hierarchy is a suspicious lot. It is clear that some members of the MLE like their new found power a bit too much, others see it necessary, but all are in serious danger of being consumed by it. But with the picture of just what Azariah Amaranth is after becoming ever clearer, and a third player in the form of a group called SAVIOR entering the scene, what will the MLE do next to ensure that they've got the situation under control? The Elementium, the Higher Plane that had once been hidden just beyond the veil in the Department of Mysteries, and the Deathly Hallows. The pieces of the puzzle have been identified, but what picture do they make? Today is Day 1 of Year Seven. Students have had time to recover from the Knight's attack, and are beginning to reluctantly return to the walls of Hogwarts. The safety of the school has been diminished, bringing up the question everyone must ask. Are you safe anywhere these days? It's up to each individual to decide their fate, where will you decide to go? You're currently viewing our forum as a guest. This means you are limited to certain areas of the board and there are some features you can't use. If you join our community, you'll be able to access member-only sections, and use many member-only features such as customizing your profile, sending personal messages, and voting in polls. Registration is simple, fast, and completely free. If you are interested in joining our forum as a role player, please take a look at the Joining HIRP Checklist (click me!) for an easy-to-follow guide on how to join! Click here to register! Await your email confirmation before you can post. If you're already a member please log in to your account to access all of our features: |
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| Ana Banana | Dec 13 2010, 04:48:10 PM Post #61 |
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Instead of peering at Francis's dream journal, she regarded his face and its expression. It held the look of confusion and surprise. At that, she was eager to see what caused this. She didn't have to ask because he scooted the journal in her direction. The writing his hand had produced filled the page in an inky mess. It was different from his art, and she was astonished it had came from him. She smiled at him and began to waver upon reading it. The professor had said to find a partner and read each other's dreams. Something held her back. Something kept her from discovering what was brought to life in his words. "Here goes!" She said but didn't make any movement to start. Her hands fingered the corners of his journal and she lifted it for her eyes to see. She glanced at Francis one last time before burying herself into his words. She didn't have to read into his dream far, until she pushed her journal towards him. She didn't have to read her own. There wasn't any forgetting what she wrote. There wasn't any forgetting what she dreamt last night. Francis's dream came to a close. Upon that, she closed his journal. She saw the opening of her journal, her writing across the parchment. It was well written, and it went a little like this... As if my dream was a movie with no beginning, it had no ending either. There I was, my sneakers squooshing into the green Earth of The Grounds. On my shoulders, a scarf of red was wrapped. The small breeze sent my hair haywire as I walked forward. Before me, not too far along, a boy sat below a tree who's arms had become baren. Around him, leaves laid. A crackle beneath my toes told me it was Autumn. It was present time. I went on my way, as if I knew where I was going. My legs never gave way to me. They had a mind of their own. A few steps away, the boy looked at me. The leaves around him were red, and they added a hue to the whole scenery. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. His brown eyes held me there and pulled me close, closer, until I was in his arms. His hand caressed my face, and I felt my eyes close without the help of me. His other hand wound around mine and drew hearts on it. I couldn't hear my heart. I could only feel the butterflies forming in my tummy. The hair that cascaded around my face was brushed away, and his hand returned. Even with my eyes closed, his presence grew closer. I couldn't breathe anymore. His breath blew along my face, his warm lips only an inch away from my own... I woke up. Edited by Ana Banana, Dec 13 2010, 04:50:59 PM.
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| Francis Shaw | Dec 13 2010, 05:06:07 PM Post #62 |
"Gay dear? Who dear? Me dear? No dear!" Sixth Year and Artist
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Francis scanned the words quickly, they were neat and written a good length apart making it easy for him to read. Feeling a glowing redness rush to his cheeks he re-read the words slowly. Many thoughts roamed round his brain as the words began to sink in; was this boy him? He guessed that it must have been, it was the perfect description of what he was sat under and what he saw. How could she have dreamt the same; his eyes were full of wonder as he glanced back up to her pretty face. Feeling a smile cover his lips, he moved slightly closer to the girl moving a piece of hair from in front of her face to behind her ear. He watched her reaction before giving her a wider smile, putting his hand on hers for a moment. "If you haven't got a date for tonight well..." He froze mid sentance, he never was good with girls. Never in a million years had he come this close to asking one out before, he wasn't sure if this was what she wanted. He wondered if she already had a date, he knew she was very pretty so she could easily get a date. He moved back slightly watching her eyes for a moment, before continuing. "If you haven't got a date I was wondering if you would be... my date" He slowly finished, his eyes full of hope waiting for her responce and hoping for a yes. Edited by Francis Shaw, Dec 13 2010, 05:20:15 PM.
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| Ana Banana | Dec 13 2010, 05:42:57 PM Post #63 |
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Ana mimicked his face expression. The two were in awe. Both of them were in wonder. His dream stopped where her's started. They were yet to know the ending of it. Hopefully, they wouldn't. That's what Ana felt she was living, a dream. To complete that feeling, Francis's hand brushed away the whisp of hair that had begun to fall into her eyes. He placed it behind her ear, and she looked down. Her cheeks turned as red as her scarf had been wearing in the dream. She wasn't ready for what happened after that. It was too soon. Fortunately, he moved away. As soon as he did, she'd wished he hadn't. She wanted him close, for them to be close. Another thought occured when he moved away. Bennett. She loved him, though she would never tell him. Yet, she felt something entirely different for Frankie. These feelings were new. No one had ever made her feel this way before, and she didn't want to let go of it or him. Before she could think anymore, Frank asked a question that made her mind go blank. He asked her to be his date. She couldn't fight off the smile that was occuring behind her lips. Nor could she fight off the feelings Francis gave her. Her heart was still beating fast in her chest. Them being in class was long forgotten. He looked at her, and she looked back. A nod was all she could muster. Edited by Ana Banana, Dec 13 2010, 05:48:09 PM.
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| Sebastian Mercury | Dec 13 2010, 07:04:04 PM Post #64 |
Sixth Year - Your Sweetheart
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Sebastian laughed, beaming like tomorrow was Christmas. "You'll be CUTE as Belle," Sebby smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder," Or hot is you prefer that adjective. ANYWAYS, that is creative itself so that is ticked off the list. " Seb smiled, Brynn wasn't entirely the most nicest person out there, but he knew that she could be. She held her cold and harsh demeanour in public, but when he was with her, she seemed lighter and more relaxed. He always did have that pull on people. "Suree," Sebastian grinned and hoped off his chair, grabbing his books to sit next to her. "Ok so, dream journal and a dream dictionary. Ha, they make a dictionary for those. Whoops I forgotten to write my dream in this morning, hang on," Sebby was clearly amused, taking out his dream journal and quill. He looked at it for a moment before writing down quickly, remembering his dream. So I'm in this dream. I was at a beach and there was no one in sight. It was flat and the beach went from miles north, south, east and west. All I had in my hand was a large flask, I remember it was full straight to the top. I continued to walk down the beach, the tide didn't rise at all. And then someone tapped my shoulder, I turned and it was Charlotte and Sylvia which was a surprise. They didn't talk and when I started to, they vanished. And that was the end of my dream. "So, care to see what amusement lies in your dream first Brynn?" Sebastian asked, lifting his head up and placing his quill down next to his journal. He gazed around quickly, well there was no sign of Charlotte and Sylvia, which he thought would happen since he was only here because he thought they were coming. Oh well. He had Brynn, so that was alright. |
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| Criselda Parkinson | Dec 13 2010, 08:52:41 PM Post #65 |
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"To tell you honestly, I'd rather if they were all about pressing Piotr Rasputin up against the wall than nothing. And why would I be embarrassed if it means I have a life in my dreams?" Criselda giggled, but clapped her hand over her mouth just in case the subsitute was looking. If she got in trouble, her grades will be put on the line. "Yeah, I just remembered because you said you were 'hiding from death' by disguising and-okay, I'll shut up now." She cleared her throat silently. She may be loud and obnoxious at times, but at least she can tell if something's wrong with the other person. She looked down and pulled at the hem of her skirt, as she does when she feels uncomfortable, and pressed her lips together. "Alright, lack of dreams..." She started, trailing her finger over the table of contents, hoping to find something about it. "Well, that sounds a lot more interesting than having a Memory Charm every morning, and it would work since everything is to be blamed on the planets and their rotation and the stars not shining enough... I wonder if it's because one star in the Big Dipper was dim when I was born... It seems likely, though." She said in the straightest face she could pull. "What? I'm serious! It's a question of my compatibility with the heavenly bodies and how they influence my day-to-day activities like going to the loo! If Venus doesn't rotate fast enough, I might suffer from a bloated bladder!" "The art of dream recall," snorted Criselda. "I would very much like to know how Saturn's rings affects my thinking, but I would appreciate it if we moved on." |
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| Brynn Barrett | Dec 13 2010, 09:08:24 PM Post #66 |
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Sebastian's smile was definitely contagious and Brynn found herself grinning back at him despite herself. Being around Sebastian could almost convince her that life wasn't so bad. Almost. "Thanks, dear," Brynn said with a grin fighting back laughter at his assessment. She started putting together the costume in her mind, locating all she'd need and deciding how to do her hair. Going through all the necessities a girl would consider. Momentarily, her thoughts shifted to Emirye. She hoped things would be better by tonight or else Brynn didn't know who she'd hang out with. Maybe she'd follow Sebastian around if he didn't mind her presence. Brynn felt relief wash over her when Sebastian agreed to be her partner and took a seat next to her. She hadn't expected for him to say no or anything, but picking partners always made her nervous for some reason. "I'll get the dictionary," Brynn said as he scribbled down the dream he'd forgotten to write. She pushed her chair back and grabbed one before taking a seat again and turning her dream journal to the most recent entry. As he wrote, Brynn reread her entry. I was walking slowly through the woods when I came upon a house I recognized as my grandmother's. I tapped on the door but there was no answer. I glanced through the windows but there was no one inside. I walked in cautiously, yelling my grandmother's name. I finally found her asleep in her bedroom, but her face held no recognition for me when she woke. She had no idea who I was. I tried to explain that I was her granddaughter, but she wouldn't listen so I ran as far away from her house as I could. I came across a clearing as it became light again outside and then I woke up. "Alright," Brynn responded, pushing her journal towards him, open to that entry. She glanced away as he read it, looking around at the other students occupying the room. Her grandmother had been on her mind ever since she'd sent her the letter. Brynn's powers frightened the old woman and she had stated that more than once in the letter. Not many things got to Brynn, but that sure had. |
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| Sebastian Mercury | Dec 13 2010, 09:32:26 PM Post #67 |
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"Coolies," Sebastian took the dream dictionary and read Brynn's dream. Much more scarier than his, he noted in his head as he read it. Afterwards he flicked through the pages of the dream dictionary he had in his hand. Ok so the main things in her dream were the woods, emptiness, a grandmother, running away and forgetting. Sebastian took a while, flicking through the pages and finding the first definition. Seriously though, who would invent a dictionary for dreams. "Alrighto," Sebby cleared his throat, tapping Brynn's shoulder lightly to indicate that he was ready to begin verbalising the meanings," Woods: To dream that you are walking through the woods, signify your return to an aspect of yourself that is innocent and spiritual. If you are walking out of the woods, then the dream may be a literal depiction of being "out of the woods" or being in the clear of some situation." Sebastian turned the pages quickly to the section E and repeated to her one of the definition," Emptiness: to dream of emptiness, suggests that there is something missing or lacking in your life. It symbolizes fruitless labor, an emotional void, or loneliness. There is nothing to show for all the effort that you have dedicated to a project or relationship. In particular, to dream that a container is empty, represents optimism." Flipping the pages to the letter g he read out one of the definitions," Grandmother: To dream of emptiness, suggests that there is something missing or lacking in your life. It symbolizes fruitless labor, an emotional void, or loneliness. There is nothing to show for all the effort that you have dedicated to a project or relationship. In particular, to dream that a container is empty, represents optimism." "Running away: To dream that you are running away from someone, indicates an issue that you are trying to avoid. You are not taking or accepting responsibility for your actions. In particular, if you are running from an attacker or any danger, then it suggests that you are not facing and confronting your fears," Sebby recited from the dictionary. With a sigh Sebastian proclaimed," The last one. Which really isn't relevant but it's the only one. Forgetting: To dream that you are forgetting things, signify life's anxieties. You are expressing an overwhelming amount of stress in your life. You feel the need to tend to everything and everyone's needs. Alternatively, forgetting something may represent your unconscious desire to leave that something behind. On a more direct level, the dream could just be your subconscious telling you or reminding you of a forgotten appointment or date. SIGH, done. Your dream was jam packed." |
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| Brynn Barrett | Dec 13 2010, 09:49:51 PM Post #68 |
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Brynn looked back to Sebastian and watched as he flipped through the pages of the dictionary reading the definitions of each of the symbols in her dreams. Brynn believed divination was accurate and his assessment of her dream did seem right on the mark. Everything he said seemed relevant in her life right then. Loneliness and anxiety and stress were common terms in each of the definitions. Though Brynn hadn't realized it before, maybe these words did describe her. She tried to put on an amused expression as he flipped through the pages and read each of them off, as if it wasn't true of her. She was sure Sebastian could probably see through her facade. "Hm. Interesting," Brynn said simply when he finished interpreting her most recent dream. Divination intrigued Brynn more so than almost any other subject. Looking at the smallest details and symbols could mean something and it could betray how a person was feeling or what they were going through. "Now," Brynn said looking back to Sebastian, "shall I interpret yours?" |
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| Sebastian Mercury | Dec 13 2010, 10:00:42 PM Post #69 |
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Sebastian grinned and opened his journal to today's entry. He pushed it further to Brynn and leaned back in his chair with folded arms. "Be my guest," Sebby smiled and watched Brynn from his position. Divinations was something that Sebastian didn't really care about. It was just dreams and mystic psychic ability. Which most people don't have. Never the less though, in Sebastian's eyes, what has been started must be finished. That was the way of Sebastian Mercury. Edited by Sebastian Mercury, Dec 13 2010, 10:01:20 PM.
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| Lithia Eclipse | Dec 13 2010, 10:28:20 PM Post #70 |
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Lithia pushed her lips into a thin line as she sighed gently looking over seeing one Ravenclaw girl who was also alone, she made a noise with her lips which sounded like a horses' snort as she gathered her things then stood up slowly moving over to sit next to Fiorrin Finwar. She smiled lightly setting her things down then sighed. " Hello...do you need a partner too?" she asked curiously as she smiled lightly. She opened her dream diary looking over the page then looked over at the girl tilting her head curiously. "I'm Lithia...by the way. She said as she folded her hands then set them down on her books. Edited by Lithia Eclipse, Dec 13 2010, 10:28:38 PM.
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| Brynn Barrett | Dec 13 2010, 10:30:11 PM Post #71 |
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Brynn picked up the journal and read over Sebastian's dream. So I'm in this dream. I was at a beach and there was no one in sight. It was flat and the beach went from miles north, south, east and west. All I had in my hand was a large flask, I remember it was full straight to the top. I continued to walk down the beach, the tide didn't rise at all. And then someone tapped my shoulder, I turned and it was Charlotte and Sylvia which was a surprise. They didn't talk and when I started to, they vanished. And that was the end of my dream. She took note of a few key events or words to look for in the dream dictionary. "Here's what I got out of it," Brynn said as she flipped through the pages of the dictionary momentarily before finding the B's. "Beach: To see the beach in your dream, symbolizes the meeting between your two states of mind. The sand is symbolic of the rational and mental processes while the water signifies the irrational, unsteady, and emotional aspects of yourself. It is a place of transition between the physical/material and the spiritual." Brynn turned back a few pages to the A's and scanned through the list of words, coming across the word she had been searching for. "Alone: To dream that you are alone, indicates feelings of rejection. You may be feeling that no one understand you." In her mind as she read, Brynn tried to relate the words to Sebastian. Imagining him feeling rejected or misunderstood was a hard thing to do. "And...," Brynn began, looking for the next word that crossed her mind. "Disappear: To dream that people or objects are disappearing right before your eyes, signify your anxieties and insecurities over the notion that loved ones might disappear out of your life. You feel that you cannot depend on anyone and that you will end up alone. You need to work on your self-image and self-esteem," she recited laughing at the last sentence as she read and glancing up at Sebastian with an amused expression. Brynn found the S section with ease. "Sibling: To see your sibling in your dream, indicates unresolved issues with your sibling or unresolved issues from your childhood that needs to be confronted. Consider their actions in your dream and how it may be a reflection of your own self and your character," she read. "That's all I've got," Brynn said, finally looking up with a smile and closing the Dream Dictionary in her lap. |
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| Janice Fairchild | Dec 14 2010, 05:53:09 AM Post #72 |
Sixth Year ; Bimbo
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'Oh my god, this is so freaking boring.' Janice finally said aloud as everyone looked at her. Gosh the Frank guy didn't even go back to talk to her. She had opened her arms but now she was closing it again as evrything in here was just bad. So bad. Janice sighed and looked at the nearest girl who was staring at her (OOC: no one in particular who's posting atm). 'What? Stop bloody looking at me!' No one wanted to talk to her in here. No one wanted to share freaking dreams with her. As if she had a diary for that. She was new and that should be understandable. And if someone wanted to share dreams with her, she was just going to tell him/her all her erotic dreams about guys that she used to date. No, not date. Her sex toys. Like Carter Breslin. She figured no one in Hogwarts would ever like her here. Not even her cousin. Hell, she figured out that Athena was the only one who wlecomed her here with arms wide open. Janice sat there like an idiot waiting for nothing. She wanted to stand up and leave. But she decided she would wait for the professro to kick her out. More publicity. Well done. |
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| Sebastian Mercury | Dec 14 2010, 06:13:16 AM Post #73 |
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Sebastian pouted childishly at Brynn's words. Clearly the dream dictionary got it all wrong. He didn't have feelings of rejection or the feeling that no one understood him. What was there even to understand? He was Sebastian, Seb, Sebby .... the eldest of the Mercury twins, the boy next door. No teenage drama plagued the happy-go-lucky boy. He listened on patiently, his frown deepening even more as lies sprung from the words of the dictionary. Ha, self image and self-esteem? Sebby had plenty and even helped those who didn't. He sighed in relief as the frustrating words from the dictionary stopped, watching on as Brynn looked up to smile at him. "Lies," Sebastian exclaimed leaning forward and playfully slamming his palms on the desk. He looked at Brynn, trying to hold his stone-faced expression but was unable to surpass his laughter. "That is why Divinations is best to be left for people with four legs," Sebby said as if he were an expert. He wondered if Brynn's dream suited with what was happening with her life and decided to vocalise his curiosity. "Brynn...I'm curious, are those definitions I read about relevant to what's happening in your life," Sebastian asked, hoping to get a truthful answer. |
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| Kiran Chevalier | Dec 14 2010, 06:23:54 AM Post #74 |
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OOC: Sorry it's crap. I may or may not be writing it before school haha. Kiran didn't know why, but she found herself laughing out loud at Criselda. She was just hilarious. Kiran put her hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter so they didn't get in trouble. A few people turned around, but she just glared at them. "Maybe if this whole subject area wasn't related to the stars and planets, I'd have an easier time taking it seriously. As it stands, it's proving to be quite difficult." There was no way that Kiran was reading off any of her dreams. She knew what they meant - she didn't need a dumb book to tell her that. So she decided to latch onto whatever Criselda had said earlier. "You said you 'had a dream'" - punctuated with air quotes - "about unicorns promising you enternal glory? Interesting. Let's look it up in the book." She flipped to the "U" section and skimmed past "ukulele" and "umbrella" until she found "unicorn" and read aloud. "'To see a unicorn in your dream, symbolizes high ideals, hope and insight in a current situation. It also symbolizes power, gentleness, and purity. Alternatively, it may represent your one-sided views.' How fascinating." Kiran looked at the place on her wrist where her watch would be, but then she remembered she wasn't wearing one. She sighed a long, heavy sigh. When was this class going to be over? |
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| Francis Shaw | Dec 14 2010, 06:26:32 AM Post #75 |
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Francis couldn't stop himself from smiling as he slowly watched her nod her head slowly. He slipped his hand into hers and squeesed it softly moving their hands down below the table so no one could see. He turned back to the book glancing through her pages of dreams unable to express how happy he was. After a long minutes silence between the two, he looked back up to her face unable to tear away from her bright eyes. "What are you going to dress up as?" Francis finally chocked out, usually he would be staring off into space at this point but listening to her was far more interesting and fun than his daydreams. No wonder he failed most his classes, he never listened. ((OOC: SORRY Small post D: )) |
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| Marcus Moore | Dec 14 2010, 07:14:08 AM Post #76 |
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Marcus entered the classroom and found an open seat to slouch in. He didn't bother to look to see who he sat next to as his mind was on other things. The girl who stood up to him and Carter in the Great Hall before. She was annoying and kinda pissed him off. Now he was in class hoping it would take his mind of things. He wasn't even going to show up today. He was skipping with Carter until Carter left him. He had nothing better to do so he figured why not actually go to this stupid class for once. It didn't take him long to realize what they were doing, which was writing and interpreting their dreams. Big surprise. He yawned as he wanted to make it clear he did NOT want to be there and was obviously bored. He looked over to a Slytherin girl he didn't know. "Hey, interpret this," he said with no eye contact, sliding his book towards her. Then he held out his hand so she could give him hers. He was very impatient and sighed without giving the girl a chance to speak. He was beginning to wonder why he showed up today. |
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| Janice Fairchild | Dec 14 2010, 07:32:46 AM Post #77 |
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Sixth Year ; Bimbo
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Janice was surprised when someone seated beside her. She didn't bother looking. She knew it could be some random looking for a seat and ended up taking the empty one beside Janice. Gosh, Janice was bored. Hell bored. Evrything was so quiet when suddenly the person sitting beside her slid his book across to her and talked. And the voice came out from a hot looking guy. Excellent. And his in Slytherin. What a nice, nice class. A bit of a rude guy but, oh well. 'Excuse me?! Did you just talk to me like that?!' Janice enquired with her complete skanky voice. 'You don't order me like that, alright? And order me to read? Ugh, please. Read it yourself.' The guy's hair looked so great that was Janice's weakness on guys. Their hair. 'Plus, I don't have a book. I'm new from Beauxbaton' Janice smirked. So smooth. Nice way to get a guy. |
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| Marcus Moore | Dec 14 2010, 07:51:37 AM Post #78 |
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Marcus looked at the girl with a raised eyebrow. Another girl with attitude, great. Weren't there any girls here who knew how to behave? Still he couldn't deny that the girl was hot. In fact, it took away from her previous back talk. The girl said she was from Beauxatons, which would be why he didn't know her. Still, he didn't like the fact that she was the one trying to order him around. "Look," he said in a voice that was a close to friendly as possible for him, "I don't wanna be here either but let's just get a long for the sake of getting through class. Like teacher said, the we more we get done the faster we get out of this stupid class." He looked her in the eye and slid the book back in front of her. "Now interpret the dream....please." He gave her his book as she said she didn't have one. "I'm Marcus by the way." He wasn't trying to get friendly, but he figured they could at least exchange names. |
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| Janice Fairchild | Dec 14 2010, 08:41:40 AM Post #79 |
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Sixth Year ; Bimbo
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Janice would play around him, yes she would. She put on her fake angry face that she was good at and pointed her forefinnger at his chest. 'Look, hun. Don't play smart arse with me, alright? I'm not just a normal girl who you can order around.' She said in her fake angry voice. What the hell. She was soo fake. When he sadi please, Janice stroked the guy's arm slowly. 'Alright then.' Janice took the book and started reading it. As she read, the guy introduced himself. 'I'm Janice.' she looked up as she said her name, a strace of smile on her lips. She went back to her reading, thinking, Oh my gosh you Marcus guys, you don't know how much I wanted to just jump on you. Janice finished reading. This is how far she had read: Last night, I dreamt that I was at carnival with some of my friends. We were having fun on a ferris wheel then all of a sudden, it the wheel disengaged and I fell out. All of a sudden the scene changed and I was by myself in a house of mirrors and got lost and freaked out. I couldn't find my way out. So I ran and ran and saw in the mirrors that I looked horrible and scared. And that was it. I woke up. Janice read through and couldn't help herself but get curious about this Slytherin. A Slytherin, dreaming like this? It was abit odd of a Slytherin dreaming of being scared, Hmm... Falling? It says you have fear of letting go and lose of self-control. I think that's about it, Marcus.'[/color] Janice said as she shut the dream definition book, smiling at him. She slouched back down and gave the book back to him. 'Sigh. I don't think you would want to know what I always dream about.' She looked at him and smirked. He had no idea. 'So, what an interesting dream, Marcus. Here it goes: Mirror symbolizes the reflection of your past and your previous acts. Hmm. |
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| Criselda Parkinson | Dec 14 2010, 12:31:49 PM Post #80 |
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Sixth Year
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"I actually slept through 3/4 of the classes last year. Bannishtar nearly pulled the plug. I managed to salvage my grades by doing a parchment and a half essay about Centaurs and how powerful their prancing is or something along those lines." She scribbled her name on her dream journal and wrote down what she supposedly dreamt of last night.
Well, at least they got the one-sided view thing right. I can be very biased at times. She rolled up her parchment and leaned back into her seat, massaging her eyes. "My headache's getting worse. Uggh. Oh-" She looked up. "How about your dream journal? Not that you need to submit one, I just feel bad that I let you do all the work. What is it about? Meeting the Weird Sisters? Singing with Celestina Warbeck?" OOC: I figured. lol |
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Crissy had a haircut. lol Jasmine <3 TO CRISSY'S PLOT. | |
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