I Solemnly Swear:Tri-Wizard Cup O//A (WE NEED NEW MEMBERS)

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кαуℓα gave Dallas a look as she stood up to face him. She crossed her arms as she thought about what she was going to say. He was just all full of himself now wasn't he. She looked him dead in the eye, "You think I'm just going to tell you that? Now what kind of girl would I be?" She licked her lower lip as she smiled looking around the Dungeon. She leaned forward and pushed Dallas up against the brick of the fireplace. She leaned in super close as she licked her lip, "Do not test me Prescott. I will destroy you." She let her leg push up his thigh as she pulled herself away from him.

She walked backwards till she found the couch. She sat back as she crossed her legs and looked at him, "You tell me. What do you want to hear me say?" She folded her hands into her lap as she looked down at her hands inspecting them. She slowly brought her eyes to meet Dallas's as she had a bored looking across her face. "You let me crawl under your skin. All the time. You fight me but you let me. You tell me what's going on. What do you want. She pursed her lips as she pushed herself to the edge of the couch. She wasn't about to let Dallas Prescott get the better of her in this situation.

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”Jay Twilight”

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Angelus Vindemia

Onyx Zhentarim

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Cambria woke from what could have been considered an ‘eye opening’ night. No it was not because of the teacher who passed and the threat that was upon her champion’s, ex-fiance’s, head. It was the fact that the girl whom she had known to be a pathetic piece of pureblooded filth actually had a certain type of strength that she had overlooked. The thought was truly disarming and how could a girl swing a two handed sword like that with such ease be the same girl she used the torture curse on? Then again Aurora Eckles could have had something mentally wrong with her after still trying to wedge herself between her and Asterion Lestrange when they were engaged. Enough of that Slytherin seeker brat; today was the day that she would have a wizard’s duel with her rival. Bastian was the best duelist in the school next to her. That however was going to change and it brought a sinister smile to the Albanian witch’s beautiful face. Rising from her bed she knew that the title for the best duelist in Hogwarts would be hers. She had practiced so much over the summer and was so diligent to her techniques that she knew that he would bow to their mastery. Content with the future and what would happen today she changed in simple but elegant black and white color scheme. Cambria then grabbed her blackthorn wand and then walked out of the common room; the dark witch walked past the other Slytherins and rolled her eyes. Stupid classmates with their drama; after making her way out of the dungeons and into the Great Hall she walked over to where the Slytherin table was. Knowing that she could rely on the Malfoys to hold onto their dark roots unlike Asterion ever since he met that Eckles brat; she sat across from the two and then made herself a cup of traditional Silver Bell Company English Breakfast. “Good morning to you both. Did any of you have the pleasure of seeing the infamous and last of the Gaunts last night? He was as dignified as ever for being the great nephew to the dark lord himself. He might even join us for the remainder of his year at Hogwarts.” The dark witch said with a mutual respect considering if it were anyone else she didn't see fit for her company she would have jinxed them.

Wand: 12 in, blackthorn, dragon heartstring core
Patronus: King Cobra
House: Slytherin
Head Duelist
Pureblooded Snake
Descendant of Horcrux Founder

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After being escorted back to the Gryffindor tower by Eylir Skole; Adam Mclaggen the lion champion noticed that people leaked that he was threatened by the murderer. Well it wasn’t a direct threat exactly; more like a threat to all tri-wizard champions. The lions around him didn’t seem too worried for him or were too nervous to say anything at all. Adam had the courage to run into the direct pathway of a Chinese Fireball to claim his clue for the second task so a wizard may have seemed a little less threatening to him. Mortals were smarter than dragons and dragons were also naturally dangerous. Humans had the ability to choose. Well some more than others in where they stood on the scale of judgment. Adam awoke with still a sore back from being flung into the wall by the fireball only two days back. If there was only something to help with the tender bruises that he could take to help remedy the tolerance a smidge more. Being the keeper of the Quidditch team it was no different from falling off of his broom and onto his back. Pulling himself up, the wizard champion then left his roommates to go shower and get ready for the day. Lightly jogging down the steps of the Gryffindor tower he was led by a prefect towards the Great Hall with a few other lions. Digging his hands into his pockets he looked up at the depressing tapestries and frowned. This was certainly going to be one crummy day despite his brief mourning for the teacher who always gave him trouble in potions class. Shrugging his cobalt eyes scanned the benches for Laurie then remembered that she was most likely off with Alana or Humphrey. Frowning he decided to sit next to someone he admired as a fellow lion; Cienna Ravencroft.

Walking over he eased himself down on the wooded bench and pulled up a plate. “Good morning Cienna. Would you care after the service to accompany me down to Hogsmeade to pick up some of Faust's sleeping drafts? Knowing the man after reading the prophet he would have them half price for the students.” He smiled politely. He wondered and worried if his gifted friend with the ‘sight’ had slept at all if any from what she had found out from the murder of professor Kincaid. Maybe a run to Faust Eckles’ Emporium to pick up some sleeping drafts seemed necessary in a trip to Hogsmeade. Sleep was essential for the mind; student or not. Piling food onto his plate he looked over at the silver eyed lion as he wondered about what was going through her mind for the time being. Moving his gaze to where she once had it; he concluded that the head girl was merely watching over her own. That made him smile. It was nice to see the former Durmstrang student care so much about her housemates. Suddenly the moment hit him. Cienna was sort of dating Dean Nott and he couldn't help but feel a sour taste in his mouth. "That is..." he continued. "If you aren't busy with Head Girl things." he said avoiding the fact that he didn't want to speak of that ninny Nott.

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Wand: 12in, elm, phoenix feather
House: Gryffindor 6th year
Patronous: Ram
Proud Keeper
Pressured to be Perfect
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Onyx Zhentarim

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Jay Twilight

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Slytherin’s Alpha Male Quidditch Prodigy

Dallas couldn't stand how Kayla was antagonizing him the way she was. It was getting to the point where it was getting aggravating. But at the same time, she was the type to never break down and submit. She gets up and keeps fighting. He found her edge to be sexy. But being the proud b*****d that he is, he'll never admit to it. "The kind that's sane." When she pushed him against the fireplace, he was a bit shocked. She was in definite rare form.

"You don't scare me, Link." he said before quickly swallowing the lump on his throat. The way she put her leg up his thy made him a little hot under the collar. "I want to hear why the hell do we bicker all the time. You start s**t with me. It's not cute. Unless you can tell me why, kiss my a**." he said walking away to his room until Kayla kept talking. He stopped behind the couch and listened to her. She said that he allows her to get under his skin. No matter how much he fought her, he still let her win. She asked him what he wanted. Dallas sighed and leaned down over the back of the couch. "I want you." he whispered. He walked to the steps to the boys side of the dorm. He stopped and looked at Kayla. "Your move..." he said with a smirk. He admitted his attraction to Kayla and hoped that she would make the move that he hoped.

basketbllgrrl27

[Onyx Zhentarim]

⊱BHAEMEN & VICTORIE

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It bad been a rather restless night for a lot of the Ravenclaws, for being such practical thinkers, most of them stayed up late into the night discussing what might have happened. Victorie had marched right up to bed and passed out without so much as a word to her roommates. Tori wasn’t happy at all about how the wonderful evening she had been having with Mack was cut off rather abruptly by a murder. Not that she could blame anyone for panicking about the situation; it was truly horrible; it just happened at the most inopportune moment. It hadn’t taken log for the part-veela witch to fall asleep in her quiet dorm room whilst her roommates whispered into the night.

Early the next morning a series of crashes and booms alerted Tori to the fact that something wasn’t exactly right in the Ravenclaw Tower. Sliding out of bed sneakily, the Ravenclaw Seeker peeked through the cracked door to her dorm room. Not hearing anything for a moment, the door opened a little bit more, but this turned out to be a horrible move. Right as the door fully opened, a huge stream of fireworks burst into the girls’ room, and reeked havoc on their four-poster beds. A shrill screech was uttered by a few of Tori’s roommates as some of the over hangings burst into flames and some of the bedside tables were overturned. The part-veela witch had moved on instinct when she saw the fireworks coming, way crouched on the floor away from the flames, her chocolate brown eyes wide. But the fire wasn’t able to burn for long, for another person rushed into the room just as Tori was about to raise her wand in an attempt to stifle the flames.

The Ravenclaw that had burst into the girl’s room was distorted by the smoke that was until he raised his wand and in a stern voice uttered the water-making charm. “Aguamenti!” His voice was quite familiar, and held a slight French accent; Bhaemen. After the flames were extinguished, the Ravenclaw sixth year looked around at the scared girls, and his eyes fixed on Tori as she stood from her crouched position. Shaking his curly hair slightly, he ran a hand over his tired looking face. It was quite obvious that Bhaemen hadn’t slept well the night before, especially with the knowledge of what happened with Bastian and Nina in the Astronomy Tower. “I heard screaming, and I came running. It seems Mr. Xurnev has set off fireworks to wake us up. Not exactly my idea of an alarm clock, but….it got the job done.” He sighed as he wiped some soot off of his pajama pants. Yes, Bhae had rushed off to attend to the screaming that he hadn’t even bothered to change out of his sleeping clothes first.

Tori stood and stared at Bhaemen for a long time, then glanced out the door as if thinking about something hard. “Well, I guess he wanted to lift our spirits. Thanks for coming to my rescue.” A slight smirk was etched onto her pale face before she ushered the prefect from her room in order to get ready for the somber day. She picked out a black dress, some panty-hoes with a nice design on them, and a black pair of pumps. Her hair was down and wavy as always, and a headband with a small black veil on it was switched out for her usual hair bow. The part-veela passed through the common room, sending a way towards her cousin, and her eyes rested upon Xurnev himself for a long moment before she moved on. Truth be told, she could have smacked him for his wake up attempt that morning, but it probably wasn’t the best thing to strike an Auror. And with that thought luckily suppressed, Tori made her way down to the Great Hall with the rest of the school.

Victorie set her chocolate gaze around the large room put a shard of ice into the part-veela’s heart; many of the students had indeed left, and that put a damper on everything. Even more than the rain had. Sighing, her gaze landed upon Mack as he stood in front of the memorial picture for Kincaid; she then began walking up towards him, a gentle clicking followed behind her form the touch of her heels. Stopping just beside him, Tori looked down at Kincaid’s picture with a sad look in her eyes. “How could something so horrible happen here, Mack? And how could all those students just up and leave? This is all just so…. unsettling.” Her voice was quiet, but she only spoke the truth. It almost seemed like the Tri-wizard tournament brought forth a horrible curse upon the people involved. And now there was a threat upon the champions’ heads. This brought forth the relief that Mack, or any of her close friends hadn’t been chosen. Yes, Adam was a close friend, but they hadn’t become friends until after he was chosen.

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After attending to Tori and her roommates, Bhaemen went back to his room to clean up and change for the memorial service. Plain black pants, white dress shirt, and a pair of dress shoes. Glancing at himself in the mirror to make sure he looked presentable enough for the services, then descended into common room. Upon entering, Bhae came face to face with Bastian, Humphrey, and Aaron all waiting around, presumably waiting for the prefect himself. Smiling at them somewhat sheepishly, he rubbed the back of his curly mop of hair before speaking. “Sorry about the wait, it seems as if some of the stray fireworks made their way up into the girls’ dorms. Tori’s room was kind of on fire.” Glancing over at Bastian to see his reaction to his cousin being in slight danger, he looked back at the others. “Shall we head down then?”





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Lady Bellucinni




Jay Twilight

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Mack stared at the picture for a bit more until Tori came to his side. A small smile came on his face when she finally came. She expressed her discomfort and she was right. Students leaving, a professor dropping dead by a killer who is still on the loose, Aurors were going around investigating, even his father wasn't telling Mack anything. All of this was causing the prefect a bit of discomfort himself. Mackinze nodded in agreement. He looked to Tori and pull her into a hug. "People fear what they want to fear. And they allow it to make rash decisions." he said softly. "But I am really...really glad you're still here. I don't know what I'd do if you left." he said realizing a few things. He started to laugh a little when he pulled back. "I guess now I know how you would feel if the shoe was on the other foot." he said looking at her with a half smile. "We need to go on date. For real this time."

Eva looked out side and it was still raining. But she was talking about a walk around inside the school. Then again, he did bring up a pretty good idea. She did love the rain however. The rain in Italy was beautiful. As she glaned outside, she saw Tori come in the Great Hall to see her brother. "Okay. You go up and get an umbrella. I need to speak to my brother and my friend." she said serving him a small smile and walked away. What was she doing? Ronnie left and she has already hanging around another guy. After all of that, Ronnie just came rushing back into her mind. Eva walked up to Mack and Tori, she said. "Hey guys..." she said softly. She saw how Tori and Mack were still in love and she was happy for them. But it only made her realize how much she missed Ronnie and how much she really wanted her relationship to work. "All of this is for real huh?"

Onyx Zhentarim

The Impossible Fii

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Gavenia Thropp

The rain was pouring, dropping out of the sky in huge drops that could have easily been buckets; two ministry officials were padding up the cobblestone path from Hogsmeade on the way to Hogwarts. One was none other than the new Minister of Magic, Gavenia Thropp. Minister McThompson was asked to step aside when she was unable to deal with the fact a Professor at Hogwarts was murdered under her very nose. She couldn’t deal with the guilt, nor the pressure it put her under. So, Undersecretary Thropp was asked to take her place, and Gavenia readily stepped up to the plate. She didn’t waste any time in naming extra security to the students; Xurnev Vernstein was assigned fully to protect Ravenclaw House, Warren Preacher was assigned to Hufflepuff, and their very own Menuria Eckles was to guard the Slytherins. This left the Gryffindors sadly open for need of protection, but word came to her that one of the professors at the school had stepped forward to guard them. Eylir Skole had volunteered his time to protect his own students, and was the co memorable in and of itself.

The other of the two Ministry officials was Menuria herself, making a visit to the school in order to pay her respects to the fallen professor, and to look over the snakes for the time being. Minister Thropp had personally asked the Keeper of the Hall of Prophecies to watch over the snakes; seeing as her own daughter was amongst the ranks of the Slytherins, it was an easy decision on her part. The two were holding umbrellas in an attempt to keep as dry as possible, but it was all for naught. Turning towards the Keeper, Gavenia spoke to her in a very calm voice, though her thoughts were bustling with all the new responsibilities thrown upon her all at once. “I’m so elated that you agreed to take this temporary job, I thank you for that Menuria. The protection of our students are our top priority, they are our future after all.” A small smile graced the new Minister’s face as she walked, but it was perhaps slightly strained. Quite a lot had happened in the span of twelve hours, so much could weight heavy on her shoulders. “You are, of course, able to leave to attend to your duties as often as needed. You just need to inform the Headmaster if the occasions arises, so he might arrange for another guardian in the mean time.”









Lady Bellucinni




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Onyx Zhentarim

Lady Bellucinni

Jay Twilight

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Bastian smiled as he sat with Humphrey and now Aaron joined him. It was good to see the gang coming together again; it’s times like these that make you glad for what you do have. Sad to admit but it was true. Life was such a delicate thing. Bastian then looked over at Humphrey when Aaron placed out the food that he horded in his room. Humphrey couldn’t help but to grab himself a pumpkin pasty. “Thanks Aaron. It’s really nice of you and good morning.” He said with a gleam to his peridot eyes. The Ravenclaw beater bit into the pastry and then smiled to himself. Food felt good in his stomach despite the loss of his potions teacher. Humphrey looked over at Bastian who set his unearthly lavender eyes on Aaron. The head duelist was more than tired with how his night ended up. It was so difficult to feel not tired; maybe he should bug Aurora or Asterion about getting an Ambitidatious potion for him to keep himself awake. How the hell was he supposed to have a wizards duel for the title with all that has happened to him. He was going over in his head all of the spells that he had learned.



“Bonjour Aaron and no thank you. I’m not all that hungry.” He said with a small mannered smile. The part veela wizard ran his hand over his long blond hair as he thought about the duel that he would have with the bane of his existence. He noticed that the fireworks were now dying away as the fizzing noises calmed down some. Humphrey looked over at Lucrezia and then said “No, no mind at all please by all means.” He said after finishing his last bite of the pumpkin pasty. Bastian looked over at the head girl and shrugged. His mind was somewhere else as he thought about Nina and Cambria. Holding the scorched fir wand in his hand he thought to himself about the murderer of Kincaid. Seeing Lucrezia out of the corner of his eyes as he broke his long perplexing thoughts; he raised an elegant white hand and waved to get the head girl’s attention. “Tiens! Lucrezia! Over here!” Biting his pale lower lip he cursed in french under his breath; too many eagles here.

Finally after Xurnev escorted a wave out; leaving their friend group in the common room Bastian stood and then motioned Lucrezia over more and Humphrey waved as well. Finally Bastian’s attention had been drawn to her cousin; Victorie Weasley, he smiled warmly towards her despite all that has happened. It was good to see her still here. Some eagles left but his family was made of something tougher. It made him proud and his smile grew. His eyes then turned to his best friend and he walked to Bhaemen and embraced his best friend from before they even attended Hogwarts. It felt like the embrace meant more than actual words to describe all that he was feeling that moment. Humphrey looked over at Bastian and smiled slightly. If Bastian and Bhaemen ever went to Beauxbatons like they should have; then he knew that he would have bonded with them from the very beginning. Still life was always strange and things happen for a reason. After Bastian released his friend he looked at him rather curiously as if he just registered in his head what his cousin had gone through. She seemed fine and her dorm room was on fire? “His slender brows raised slightly as his lips pursed. “Then you are her hero then. I don’t think Xurnev would try to do that again now that it has certainly woken the troops. I’m more than happy that you helped her mon cher.” He smiled. Now that everyone was there he looked out at them and then Humphrey stood and stretched his arms. Humphrey was getting more than fidgety now with his worry about Laurie and Bastian could tell. Walking over to the Ravenclaw beater he rested his hand on his friend’s shoulder and then said “She’ll be okay. Stop worrying Humphrey.” Gripping his friend’s shoulder; Humphrey nodded as he felt some of the pressure building up inside him slowly deflated a bit.

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Onyx Zhentarim

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Menuria clutched the umbrella tightly as she remembered the letter that her daughter sent her. She was harboring the bitterness for her daughter’s ignorance. She warned her daughter that she should have stayed away from the Lestrange boy; went as far as to even threaten her about the matter when Aurora brought up Asterion’s name a couple years ago. Well now that Aurora told her mother that Asterion’s prophecy was indeed what she had most feared it would be; she swallowed the lump in her throat as she walked with the new minister in silence. Her blackthorn fashion boots clicked harshly along the cobblestone path from Hogsmeade to Hogwarts. The rain beat heavily upon their black umbrellas as Menuria felt the wind sweep the rain into her shoulder. The prophecy keeper known as Menuria Eckles tightly gritted her teeth as she looked up towards the sky. She never liked the rain; dreadful stuff.

Suddenly as soon as the new minister of magic spoke she directed her attention over the woman who was walking next to her; who was gripping her own ebony umbrella. Menuria spoke in a clear cut voice that could easily cut diamond. Her dark eyes exhumed a seriousness that held the burden of knowing so many different possibilities; so much knowledge was something very few people could bear. Menuria was one of the few who had a strength that made her different from the rest. “It is no trouble in the least. Indeed they are…” she said in almost a haunting way. There was something about the way that Menuria said her words. A holder of futures had to always be careful about how she said anything. The unspeakable then continued to listen to the words of the minister. “During times where there must be the departure of one keeper there is always one ready if needed. It had been decided ever since the incident in the Department of Mysteries those years ago.” Menuria did her best to keep herself from twisting her expression into that of pure disgust and hatred. What she had been referring to was the Battle of the Hall of Prophecies from 1994. So much damage had become of the hall that it made Menuria’s stomach turn. Ever since then she had a burning hatred for the followers of Lord Voldemort. Odd for someone who was a pureblooded Slytherin who stuck to the old ways; if anyone messed with your job; it was personal. Nearing the castle now she couldn’t help but feel the nostalgia return to her. The unspeakable frowned slightly to herself as she forgot the fact that her husband had as well been assigned to the tournament but as the game coordinator and the minister’s assistant. “Do not forget that my husband is also here to aid you… We are all here..” she said after a brief pause then fell silent as she looked over towards the new minister for but a second. Menuria extended the odd welcome towards the minister to help empower her in this difficult time but in a way to convey that she would never think her ill-capable.

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Jay Twilight

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MŐŔĎŔĔĎ MÁŔVŐĹŐ ĞÁÚŃŤ

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As the rain poured heavily upon the students; a carriage approached holding one singular student. He gripped a clear umbrella over his head as the thestral pulled the carriage. After the carriage stopped the boy hopped out and pulled a suitcase behind him. He stopped for a moment to let something pure white slither out. The boy then pushed the door to the carriage shut after letting his luggage alone for a few seconds. Walking towards the front of the carriage he did something rather odd. He stopped and slowly extended his hand towards the air. Gently running his hand slowly up and down the invisible creature he could see him. He knew and the gentility of something that looked so dark touched his heart. Mordred Marvolo Gaunt thought that the thestral was indeed very much like him; if seen, easily misunderstood by the skin he wore and the name he bore. Mordred then bid farewell to the grotesque creature then walked back to his luggage and gripped the handle; extending it. Walking up the path to the main entrance a lot of students who remembered him from last night quickly went their way, avoiding any contact if possible, and those who didn’t; noticed the 12 foot albino python trailing behind him loyally.

Mordred then saw the infamous Potter slowly come into view closer and closer. The distinguished man wore a heavy expression upon his face that looked troubled obviously at all that was happening around him. His green eyes reflected through his round glasses made Mordred slightly uneasy not that he ever shown the discomfort; always careful with his emotions. He then looked up at the headmaster then said “Headmaster Potter I presume? I’m Mordred Gaunt; I suspect you had received your letter about the transfer of myself from Durmstrang to Hogwarts.” Mordred said with calculating eyes as he looked at the other male clutching his own umbrella while a blond young girl stood next to him; unphased by the rain in her own internal conflicts that Mordred couldn’t possibly bother himself with. He reached into his dark coat and pulled out the official transfer form with permission from his own headmaster of the transfer. “It’s all there sir. I look forward to finishing my last year here at Hogwarts.” He said after passing the paper to the headmaster. Mordred then looked down at the albino large python that curled itself up next to him with a ghost of a smile. “Also I must inform you of my pet here; Hesten. I can assure you he won’t be any trouble to you and he is relatively harmless despite his size.” Mordred said and then quietly spoke to the snake. Hesten lifted his head and blinked at Harry Potter then nodded and flicked his tongue as if that could possibly assure anyone especially Harry himself. Mordred then looked back at the headmaster then said “I do not wish to inconvenience you but I have read that all students are sorted into separate fraternities? I will be ready to follow you inside for I do not wish this process to take longer than needed knowing how late it is in my academic journey.” His words spoke fluidly and cool like a gentle breeze rustling through the trees of the forbidden forest. It was hard to deter what he was actually feeling or expressing to say the least.

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-Hesten- Mordred's Pet

ŔĔĞŔĔŤŚ ČŐĹĹĔČŤ ĹĨĶĔ ŐĹĎ ŦŔĨĔŃĎŚ

ĤĔŔĔ ŤŐ ŔĔĹĨVĔ ŶŐÚŔ ĎÁŔĶĔŚŤ MŐMĔŃŤŚ

Ĩ ČÁŃ ŚĔĔ ŃŐ ŴÁŶ, Ĩ ČÁŃ ŚĔĔ ŃŐ ŴÁŶ

ÁŃĎ ÁĹĹ ŐŦ ŤĤĔ ĞĤŐÚĹŚ ČŐMĔ ŐÚŤ ŤŐ PĹÁŶ


ÁŃĎ ĔVĔŔŶ ĎĔMŐŃ ŴÁŃŤŚ ĤĨŚ PŐÚŃĎ ŐŦ ŦĹĔŚĤ

ßÚŤ Ĩ ĹĨĶĔ ŤŐ ĶĔĔP ŚŐMĔ ŤĤĨŃĞŚ ŤŐ MŶŚĔĹŦ

Ĩ ĹĨĶĔ ŤŐ ĶĔĔP MŶ ĨŚŚÚĔŚ ŚŤŔŐŃĞ

ĨŤ'Ś ÁĹŴÁŶŚ ĎÁŔĶĔŚŤ ßĔŦŐŔĔ ŤĤĔ ĎÁŴŃ

[AriesJay]

▂▃▄▅▆▇█▓▒░Kirbiline "Kirby" Roberts░▒▓█▇▆▅▄▃▂
Ravenclaw’s New Head Witch In Charge

99 Problems

Kirby hear jumped when she took notice of Floyd Pyre. He was smoking as well as she was and it was surprising that she would be in the same room with him. The blonde Ravenclaw took a drag then blew smoke from her nostrils. "Floyd..." she said turning to him as she put a hand on her hip. Kirby had seen him around but never says much. "Right? Sure, a man died. Boo-freaking-hoo." she said shaking her head. "I got my own s**t to deal with..." she took another drag and exited smoke from her nostrils. She was trying to give off the aloof vibe but her missing Nikki were trickling in her head. Kirbiline flicked the butt down to the ground and folded her arms. She kept calm but it was starting to get more and more hard to block out Nikki. And it wasn't helping that the mysterious boy was standing right next to her.

Lady Bellucinni

[AriesJay]

Harry Potter
Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Harry still stood in the rain as he watched the last batch of students leave the school. This was very very painful to watch. Harry was still shook when he locked eyes with Norman. Rex Powell came to his side and said that it should stop soon. She meant the rain and all the problems that were circulating around the school. He looked at the Hufflepuff Champion then shook his head. "No...this is only the beginning." he said as he saw Niall Finnigan, his twin sister, Leslie, and Natasha looking up at the Astronomy Tower. "Oh my God!" he said looking up at Roscoe standing on the ledge. "What the devil..." he said covering his mouth. This was mortifying. What really brought it on home is when his daughter Lily went up there with him. Harry wanted to faint but he watched with batted breath. "She has to be talking him out of this. Please, Lily. Please be talking him out of this." he thought. After a few minutes, the two got off the ledge which made Harry sigh in enormous relief. "Thank you, Lord." he said leaning against the wall.

Things seemed to get worse and worse by the minute. Was the world going mad? Was it coming to an end? One thing was for sure, he would have to put Roscoe Sutton on suicide watch. Lily wouldn't like it but it's policy. All students was in his care and he would have to do what he has to do to make sure he won't try this again. He knew of Lily's compassion for the boy but Harry was fully aware of what Roscoe had been through. Everything about his home life, Harry knew about it. He felt for Roscoe because he could understand what it's like to not have a real family at that age but he didn't want the wrong element around Lily. He would have to talk to her later on.

Harry was in deep in thought until a boy approached him. His eyes were wide with horror when he looked at Mordred. He was the spitting image of Tom Riddle. The memories of the things that transpired during his Second Year and the Chamber of Secrets. It was horrible. Harry turned pale and everything that he was saying was coherent but all he could see was young Tom Riddle in his Slytherin uniform. Harry slowly took the paper work from Mordred and listen to more he had said. And when the snake crawled around, he assured Harry that he won't be a problem. Harry looked down and was reminded of Nagini, Voldemort's snake that tried to kill him numerous occasions. When he asked to be sorted, Harry took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. He looked at the transfer and it was just a boy with his albino snake. "Forgive me...long night." he said before clearing his throat. "If you would follow me, I would sort you to the right house." Harry lead Mordred to his office and uttered the password. 'After you..." he said as Mordred went up the stairs. Harry pulled out his wand behind his back.

Lady Bellucinni

[cassshaundistorm]

❝THERE ⇣S ✗ NO ✗ GREAT GENIUS ( WITHOUT ) A MIXTURE ↺ OF MADNESS ❞

♛ ↳ A-Aristotle

Once the bodyguard cleared some of the younger students out things were much easier to see. Bastian called her and when she turned in his direction both he and Humphrey were waving at her. When she walked over if was only a few seconds later when Bastian walked over to Bhaemen & Victorie before they left for the great hall. Her ears were sharp and it only helped that the common room was staring to empty. She heard just enough to be concerned. "Um, what happened in her dorm this morning? I'm pretty sure I heard fire didn't I? s**t! I feel bad for not being there and doing my job. I left early this morning to see the headmaster but never got the chance. Maybe after the service I suppose" Smiling, she walked over and stood beside Aaron. Something about Aaron always made her feel calm, happy even.

When Bastian grabbed Humphrey's should she noticed for the first time the look of worry on his face. It was pretty obvious what he was worried about though. Everyone who was dating someone now was, she knew that they'd been a lot of heartbreaks this morning because so many of the students had been pulled out by their parents. This was why she was glad not to be dating. Maybe when things settled down again she might. But who would she date? Well now she had something to distract her through the service. People watching was always entertaining.

She couldn't help but smile at how worried he was, it was cute in a strange way. "Bastian's right. Its not like shes one of the champions. Those 4 are in more danger than any of us. But since I didn't get to talk to the headmaster this morning i'm going to try again. I can ask if circumstances will allow it can Laurie stay with me. God knows I could use the company. When I went to get changed 3 of my roommates were gone. Pulled out by their parents. Lets make it a party and Bastian can bring Nina too. Then maybe he won't stay up all night worrying. You look like your about to collapse man. I have a stock of Invigoration Draught's I keep for studying purposes if you need one. You don't get 12 O.W.L.'s with nothing below an E by sleeping after all."

She reached in her blazer pocket and pulled out a sweet she left in there for just such an occasion. Then reached in her other pocket to make sure it was full of them. Then decided to grab them out and offer them to everyone.





Where: Ravenclaw Common Room
Outfit:Funeral Wear
With: Most of the Older Ravenclaws

Lady Bellucinni

NaInOa13

[Peppertoad]

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Warren lowered his wand as Lily Potter pulled Roscoe from the edge of the Astronomy Tower. He then left before things heated up between the two hormonal teenagers which was more than expected. The half vampire looked around then remembered where he was supposed to be in the first place. He had to be off towards the Great hall to the Hufflepuff table? Well he knew that his son was sorted into the house of badgers and that he would at least be awake during this time. Anxious to see his son and how the murder would have affected him; he made his way down the staircase of the Astronomy Tower and after being pointed in the right direction by a Ravenclaw prefect; he found the Great Hall again. Warren was not so good with the layout of Hogwarts. It was probably his first time that he was present there since he went to Durmstrang in his youth so many years ago. From inside the Great Hall he would never expect his son to give him such a peculiar welcome.

“Ari.” Emmett smiled warmly as he stood up and then kissed the Gryffindor on her head gently. A simple sign of affection that clarified she was his and he hers. “I think it’s safe to say that neither of us did.” He said with a small laugh in a joking sense for when he spoke for himself and Millicent. The tiredness of all the stress from his identity crisis and the murder had gotten the best of him. Millicent who looked over at Arianna smiled warily as if silently agreeing with him. Her love interest had left her and the shadow of what could have been was now only a memory. That struck hard into the heiress as she tried to pull herself together. Her brows creased with upset as she stared into the cup of tea. Sipping the hot brew she let the spices of autumn consume her and caress her wounded feelings. Her stormy eyes looked over at the man who entered through the oak doors and her stomach fell. Millie knew that this was not going to be good. She grabbed Emmett’s arm and tugged it slightly then whispered into his ear. His brows creased in a complete change of emotion then looked out to see his father approach him. The Hufflepuff seeker was beyond mad. “Morning my son; I have been moved from guarding the Slytherins to guarding your house.” He said with a small smile but Emmett was not smiling in the least.

He clenched his fists so hard that the veins in his forearms bulged. “Hello, father. Fancy telling me that my grandfather is a vampire any time at all in my life?!” He spat. Millie’s eyes widened for she never seen Emmett mad before in all her years that she known him; this was the very first time. This was a very very bad sign. Warren’s expression blanked as he took in what his son asked him. He then said “Where did you find out?” was all that he said; not even bothering to apologize for raising his son in a lie to protect him from the horror of the truth. “Oh, the library is fully of information dad.” He growled as he felt his temper rising higher and higher. His charcoal eyes slowly grew darker from the rage and hurt. “I didn’t want to tell you until after you graduated.” He said. “I didn’t want students to think…” he tried to continue but his son cut him off. “That my father the executioner for the ministry of magic is half of a monster and I am at least a third at best? Thanks; you win the father of the year award.” He hissed and then Warren weakly smiled amidst all of what Emmett was going through. “So was mom really killed by death eaters or did you kill her and use that as coverage?” Emmett said fiercely as the air around them grew thicker and thicker with Emmett’s wrath. Warren stared calmly at his son while doing his best to not retaliate in the hurtful accusation that his son just threw out at him. Warren’s eyes were emotionless and unfeeling; hypnotic and almost as if they weren’t even real. The silence made Emmett shocked at his father’s response and then Emmett struck his fist into his father’s chest. “I hate you!” Emmett then turned and walked out of the Great Hall. He needed to get away from his father and needed to calm down. He was too mad to even notice that he left Arianna standing there in possible bewilderment. Walking down to the courtyard he pulled out a blood pop from in his dark jeans; unraveled the candy and pushed it into his mouth. His glare was still present on his features as he did his very best to try and settle down. It was too soon to actually work out and he knew that he could have possibly gotten sick if he done so on a day like this. The rain did its best to soothe his wrath as he felt the cold seep in.

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[Peppertoad]

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“Oh you mean that coward who walked out on you?” he said coldly after releasing smoke from his nostrils. Floyd chuckled under his breath and then flicked the half smoked cigarette down off of the clock tower. Blowing the remainder of the smoke after lifting his head up in the air he turned his head toward Kirby. ‘What a crock of s**t.’ He thought and then in a flash Floyd was in front of Kirby and he pushed his hips against hers firmly as he blocked her in by keeping her back to the railing with his hands on either side of the railing with her in between. “You need a release Kirbiline...” he purred as his gaze narrowed dangerously upon her; his voice was seductive and rich with passion. “Never give Nikki the satisfaction.” He then smirked at her then lifted one of his hands; his fingertips brushed softly up the flesh of her neck as he captured her chin. He leaned forward and then whispered softly into her ear. “I can be your release.” He then nibbled her earlobe as his other hand wrapped around her back securely. Floyd then pulled away from the blond’s ear and traced the tip of his tongue slowly down her neck with a pressure to test her weakest points then suddenly he pulled his head away. “What do you say Roberts?” he smirked as he gazed upon the Ravenclaw girl. Floyd gave off his own aura of temptation that made most girls weak at the knees whenever they sought him out. He was experienced to say the least and his techniques were deliciously possessive and forbidden.

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