These Hallowed Halls: A Hogwarts rp ((O/A))

[Amethyst Everwood]

Daren Morpheus Bayes

Daren grinned again as another person entered and quickly reached to shake her hand. "I'm Daren Bayes, you can both just call me Daren." He said warmly, releasing her hand, glancing over at Aslynn, and leaning back once again. The train was due to start slowing dow soon and he wanted to enjoy these last few minutes of comfort before the bumpy carriage ride up to the castle. He had never been a fan of the beasts pulling them, and of course he was one of a limited number who could see them, having been at his grandmother's bedside when she had passed. She was the one who had told him all the inside information he knew about how Voldemort used to operate. Invaluable information in his mind.

He let the girls chat for a minute, before the younger girl answered Mercy's questions then asked the questions of all of them. He chuckled a bit at how friendly they both seemed, figuring they would be easy enough to charm as well, but focused his features to appear that his laughter was just good natured cheerfulness. "Well let's see, I'm a sixth year. My best class is probably Transfigurations, and my worst is herbology. I don't really have a favourite or least favourite teacher..." He mused for a moment, deciding to answer honestly since the questions were harmless enough.

[bunniechan7]

Being odd doesn't make you different..

Aslynn Lovegood

She turned to glance at the boy whom she now knew as Daren, and glanced down once more. She nodded once, and started to notice the slowness of the train. Aslynn noticed something strange about Daren though. He seemed really well at hiding his true feelings. She let her mind wonder, and she wondered who Daren was without the mask. She was stuck in a daydream, which she knew was rude in front of guests, but she couldn't help it sometimes.

Snapping out of her daydream she smiled up at him. "It's nice to know you Daren, Mercy, and Rychard." Aslynn spoke in her dreamy odd voice. She smiled up at them, and tucked a random stray hair behind her ear. She couldn't wait to see the threstrils. She loved being around them. She even brought some meat for them when she could go the edge of the forbidden forest. It was her favorite place to sit and relax a bit. She let the silence fill the air for a moment.

[Everlarks]

☾ belle S I M P L I C I T Y devereaux ☽

♥ ●

Belle Simplicity Devereaux sat back on the train compartment she spent the whole ride in. She hadn't let anybody in - a couple first years had tried to enter, but she had scared them away, by the simple task of yelling. She managed to fall asleep eleven different times during the train ride, being awoken by noise outside of the compartment, or a bump on the train. But she was awake now - and bored. She hated the train rides, there was nothing to do, since she got a lot of studying done over the summer so she had no more to study during the train ride. She practiced a few spells - being totally magic deprived during the summer - and braided and unbraided her hair several times as well. She finally settled on going for a walk.

Belle stood up, and slid open the compartment door. As soon as she took a single step from the compartment, a first year ran into her. She scowled. Stupid first years, can't watch where they're going. They'll learn, this will be a difficult enough year for them, she thought as the first year scurried away, seeing the maniacal look on Belle's face. She smirked, and started walking down the car, moving to the next and so-forth. As she walked by each compartment, she looked inside out of pure curiosity, perhaps for any familiar faces. Finally, she saw one very familiar face.

Belle knocked on the compartment window, even though she knew the train would slow to a stop very soon. Sliding the door open, she smiled. "Hello, Daren. Mind if I join you?" she asked, looking around at the rest of the people in the compartment. "I don't believe we've met. I'm Belle," she said with a strained smile. She didn't like meeting new people, much rather, she would have kept to herself. But she couldn't resist walking by without saying hello to Daren. She just couldn't resist.

[Amethyst Everwood]

Daren Morpheus Bayes

Daren's grin grew even wider when Belle entered the compartment. Rising to his feet lithely he moved toward her. "Actually, it's a bit crowded in here, maybe we should just head back to whichever compartment it is you managed to procure for the ride?" He suggested smoothly, glad to see someone he wouldn't have to pretend with.

Belle knew of his plans, and was even helping him. She was one of his best pawns, the closest he would probably ever get to a real friend. Plus he knew her secret, and it made her invaluable. He stepped forward, slinging an arm over her shoulders as he turned her back toward the door. "It was nice meeting you all. C'était un plaisir de rencontrer de telles belles dames." He called over his shoulder, adding the last bit in perfect french. Once of his hobbies had been studying numerous foreign languages growing up so that he would always know what was being said around him.



((french translation: It was a pleasure meeting such lovely ladies.))

[bunniechan7]

Being odd doesn't make you different..

Aslynn Lovegood

Aslynn looked confused. She was about to move out of the way. Aslynn watched as the couple moved out, and she nodded, and wondered what the words meant, and why they were suddenly leaving. Aslynn looked back out the window, as they pulled into Hogsmeade. She started to daydream once more. Not meaning to ignore anyone Aslynn just had a tendency to easily escape reality. She forgot anyone was there.

She thought back on what the french. Daren seemed to try and charm her, and it seemed to work. She wanted to know more about him, and who she was. 'He is so strange. I wonder what he is hiding. There must be a snorkrout on his back.' She continued to daydream.

[left_dreamer]

Michelle "Micka" Joyce Wayland

With the sun finally set, and the students mere minutes away, Michelle swung her gaze around her classroom, amazed at the difference a spot of cleaning, and some random transfiguration could do. Instead of the straight lines the desks once stood in, they were now in a semicircle, facing the short dais and podium. The podium was rather animated looking, which was good, since it was animated. It would be best not to tell the new students that, however, or else they might try and feed the rather large raven, and loose a finger or two. Although he was still made of black oak, his feathers shone brightly in the candlelight, and if the room was really quiet, you could hear the feathers rustle.

The beautiful podium was near one of the many blackboards, and Michelle had already spelled her name and the first lesson to appear at the beginning of class. With there being so few first-years this term, their class had all been scheduled for the same hour, in one of the small amphitheatres on the grounds, right after lunch. Therefore, her first class would be made up of sixth-years, and should be quite interesting.

Lost in her thoughts about her dear subject, Michelle sighed, and remembered fondly her first transfigurations lesson…

“Miss Brown, you simply MUST come down from there!” McGonagall was rather a patient woman, most of the time, but this strange young girl had about stomped her last nerve. “I INSIST upon it, young lady. This is NOT the way Ravenclaw girls act!” The intense anger McGonagall was feeling was probably out of fear and worry for the girl’s safety, but she was still quite riled. The girl in question, Miss Michelle Brown, was a first-year, but even at such a young age, she was showing remarkable talents in Transfiguration.

With a loud scream, McGonagall dived to the ground as the large, and previously inanimate gargoyle, attempted to pick her up and fly off with her. A cackle of laughter roared off the beast back, and all you could see of the first year girl was her arms around it’s stone neck, and her blue and silver scarf blowing in the wind behind her…

With a chuckle, Michelle recalled the memory, and couldn’t help but cringe at the same time. That particular stunt had landed her in detention for the rest of the year, doing double lines, and cleaning up after class, not to mention the astounding number of house points lost. It was her one and only daring Hogwarts stunt, and it was soon forgotten by the rest of the students. Shortly after it, her wild child nature seemed to vanish, and she became intensely studious.

Her smile now gone, Michelle looked up quickly when Wingnott hooted. On the breeze, the sounds of the Hogwarts Express could be heard through the night. With that knowledge suddenly hers, Micka cheered right back up, and laughed. “Wingnott, it’s time to get presentable. The students will be arriving any minute!”

[Digital Abstract]

Natalie Wells

Since the students were arriving Natalie decided it was time for her to go get ready. Not that it was really neccesarily, she just wanted to go change into something else. "Well, I should be getting ready. It was nice meeting you two" She said to William and Romulus smiling. "I'll see you at the feast" She said before finally walking out of the Great Hall. She continued walking to her new room. She hadn't really taken a good look at it yet. When she arrived she had quickly put her belongings in there to later walk out and explore the castle. She already knew how the castle looked, she just wanted to see it in a more peaceful state then when all the students were there.

Arriving by her room, she walked in taking a better look this time. It was actually really nice, nothing too fancy almost like the house dorms except there was only one bed and a few more articles than in the regular dorms. She sat down next to one of her unpacked bags and started searching for anything to wear. She rarely used robes regularly but since it was the feast she decided on a pair of navy robes that she quickly changed into.

[Eleventh_hour_reprieve]

☀Cassiopeia Carina Malfoy☀

TXoXnXiXgXhXtX I'mma fight
XXXXXXXXXXXXXTill we see the sunlight ☀

☀Cassie strode quickly down the hall towards the changing room, cursing herself for not keeping track of the time When she got there she found it to be crowded with girls waiting to change. "I hate waiting,"Cassie muttered. She waited impatiently for about five minutes before looking around irritably. "Screw this" she exclaimed, no one had come out of the four stalls since had been waiting. She threw down her bag with her clothes in it and began to get changed.
☀"What're you doing" one of the girls waiting next to Cassie asked. "Changing." Cassie retorted. "I see no reason to wait for those slow-pokes to get done when I can change just as well here." Cassie pulled on her blue an bonze pleated skirt, tucking her shirt into it. She threw her tie around her neck and shrugged into her robe, leaving it unfastened. Cassie walked over to the mirror to tie her tie calling over her shoulder "See? I'm nearly done, and none of them have finished yet. Taking their own sweet time, no regard for others." she finished tying her tie but continued talking. "If you all wait on them, you'll be arriving have dressed at best." Cassie finished, walking out.
☀Cassie walked slowly back to her compartment, urgency gone now that she was dressed. She didn't really care if she got back to the compartment before they reached he station, especially if that Darren was still there. She knew she shouldn't judge him on his house, but she didn't trust that boy any further than she could throw him, unaided by magic. If that boy didn't have an ulterior motive for playing nice with her than she would concede defeat to her father, and that wasn't happening anytime soon.

((Sorry about that repeat posting thing, my laptop was being stupid and I had to change computers.))

Tick tock on the clockXXXXXXXXXXXXX
But the party don't XsXtXoXp

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No oh, oh oo whoa oo whoa oh

[Syuisho]

Rychard watched Daren and the other girl leave quietly as his vampiric instincts went haywire. As soon as Belle walked into the room and began talking with Daren, Rychard had to hold his muscles taught in order to keep himself from striking out at the two. He knew he couldn't let himself do that; he was getting closer to the Slytherin boy and that was not to be ruined. Mastering himself in time to hear the French, Rychard rolled his eyes as the compartment door closed and Daren walked off.
" Il n'est pas le seul à pouvoir parler d'autres langues." He said more to himself than the others then turning to Mercy, Rychard smiled "To answer your question my favorite subects as there is a tie are Charms and Potions while my least favorite is Arithmancy. I don't have a favorite teacher because my favorite was the old Potions Master but I can say I have high hopes for this new Professor Rahl. I have read most of his publications and though most are on Alchemy they are innovative. They say that since Flamel destroyed his research before he died, that this Rahl is the closest to making another Philosopher's Stone."

((The French means "He's not the only one who can speak other languages." wink )

}{Rychard Kaylar Black}{

[Everlarks]

☾ belle S I M P L I C I T Y devereaux ☽

♥ ●

Belle Simplicity Devereaux jumped at the chance Daren had given her. "Sure, it's down just a little ways. The first years wouldn't try to take it again, believe me," she said with a small smile. For some reason, she had truly felt close to Daren, he had always been her only friend. He was a second year when she was a first year, and surprising as it was, he was the only person who had been really kind to her. It hadn't been too long after that he found out about her secret - and she found out about his own.

Belle smirked as he threw an arm over her shoulders, and smiled at the girl's that were in the compartment. "Yeah, it was nice to meet you all. See you around," she smiled, and when the closed the compartment door, she looked at Daren. "You've always been quite the smooth talker. They'll be thinking about you through the whole great feast," she laughed, and led him to the compartment she had been sitting in just before. With a single glance inside, she saw her bag sitting on bench, and her suitcase on the other. Nobody had disturbed it.

Belle opened the compartment door. "Here we are," she said, moving the suitcase from the seat to the upper compartments. Sitting down on one of the benches in the compartment, she smiled at Daren. "How was your summer?" she asked with a kind smile.

[bunniechan7]

Being odd doesn't make you different..

Aslynn Lovegood

At the first words, coming from Rychard's mouth, Aslynn slightly jumped, and looked at him. She watched him smile, and felt his somewhat tension as the couple walked away. She stared oddly at Rychard, and smiled.

Aslynn watched as Rychard turned to Mercy. When he was finished Aslynn spoke. "Yes. He has some very interesting views, but I prefer books about animals, and stargazing myself." She smiled up at them.

[Eleventh_hour_reprieve]

☀Cassiopeia Carina Malfoy☀

TXoXnXiXgXhXtX I'mma fight
XXXXXXXXXXXXXTill we see the sunlight ☀

☀Cassie arrived back at her compartment finding it minus one slimy snake and with yet another Ravenclaw. The seemed to be having a question and answer session and Cassie paused briefly at the door to keep from interrupting Rychard "Hello, I'm back! Where did the charming Mr. Bayes scurry off to?" Cassie asked sarcastically, then turning to the new addition to the room, she said "Hello, newcomer, I'm Cassiopeia Malfoy." Cassie offered he hand to the girl, who seemed to be a little bit dazed, given the lost blank expression on her face.

Tick tock on the clockXXXXXXXXXXXXX
But the party don't XsXtXoXp

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No oh, oh oo whoa oo whoa oh

[bunniechan7]

Being odd doesn't make you different..

Aslynn Lovegood

Aslynn turned to the newcomer, and smiled. She too was from her house, and had piercing blue eyes. She seemed very graceful, and beautiul, also Aslynn assumed her to be in the same year as Rychard and Mercy. "I am Aslynn Lovegood." Aslynn stood, and shook Cassiopeia's hand. Everyone seemed to be so nice. It was quite different from the other years where almost no one talked to her. "It is very nice to meet you." Aslynn offered Cassiopeia her seat, so she wouldn't have to stand so long.

[Evil_San]

_____________Cherish yesterday. Dream tomorrow. Live today.____________

Mercy chuckled when everyone answered her questions. "Yeah, that professor Hathaway is something isn't he?" She asked jokingly with a wide smile. "He's my big brother." She confirmed for them, acting like she was telling a big secret. "My favourite subject is Transfiguration, though i don't really need it anymore, being an animagus, but it's still kinda fun. My favourite teacher... Hmmm, i'd say... it was McGonagall, but apparently she retired in the holidays, and my least favourite... the old potions teacher, but thankfully, he left to persue some sort of ancient potion in a far off land. Though i agree with you, Rychard, this Rahl does sound interesting." She rolled her eyes comically and pulled her feet onto the seat, tucking her knees under her chin.

When the strange girl appeared at the door and asked to join, Mercy was openeing her mouth to welcome her, but Daren beat her to it, scurrying off with her and throwing french over his shoulder. She laughed quietly and shook her head, he was defiantely charming, but she went for the more subtle types. Rychard added his contribution to the foreign language conversation, so she thought she could join in too.
"Já , ef til vill við öxl byrjun a erlendur tungumál klúbbur , það virðast við allur tala fáeinir!" She commented, Icelandic was one of her favourite languages, and the one she was most fluent in.

Mercy lifted her head at Cassy's entranced and waved limply, holding her wrist to lock her kness in.
"Hey Cassy, welcome back."

[[translation from íslenska :Yes, perhaps we should start a foreign language club, it seems we all speak a few!]]