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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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 Posted: Fri Jun 07, 2024 5:41 pm
 Zack Knapp
Gryffindor Seventh Year
Namaste ☁ Fite ☁Dragon☁Adventurers ☁Language☁Drama ☁Order of Stick☁Art☁Quidditch (Beater)
☁☁"What is my role?"☁☁Zack was right, as soon as Nare walked in it's like she honed in on the spot he was sitting at. Not that it was difficult, seventh years, end of the table, he hadn't stood a chance to blend in. He grinned at her as she started going off on him, yeah he might die tonight, but man had he missed his friend. "Oh hey Nare, How was your summer? Staying busy? Too bad you didn't get head girl right?" She gave him the look and threatened him with some rude kicking - after sliding back and to the side ever so slightly as to maybe avoid getting kicked in the front. "Look I didn't WANT to go! I MAY have gotten into a SMALL incident that involved burning down a church, which may have resulted in my mum going off on me, infant of Da and Aunt Kadence, and Auntie getting super mad that I existed, was dragged off as a major grounding since Da was going to the United States anyway, and then they got into a big fight and are separated, so Da and I and a few of the cousins came back here, and well. Here I am. Surprise?" Important things Zack conveniently skipped over: 1. He might have accidentally killed a boy. 2. Zack might have been the one to start the fire but his cousin Liam took most of the blame and Zack was very guilty about that. 3. Not many people knew his Da was Alarick Knapp the professor and he couldn't remember if he had told Nate about it before or if he was just throwing this on her. 4. Alarick knew some fowl words. 5. He was probably going to fail his NEWTs after doing so poorly in America. He shrugged, "Look it was a really weird year, I'm just glad to be back where everything makes sense. America was awful you can't even imagine it."☁☁"Mad inventory of course!"☁☁ ╔══════════════╗
Setting: Sorting
Thoughts: I might die tonight
Wearing: school robes
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2024 8:34 pm
xx✮ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Gryffindor Table
xxx✮ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Gryffindors
xxxx✮ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Sorting time!
xxxxx✮ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Nice!
The Sorting Hat called out Gryffindor and the table erupted into cheers. Cheering as well was Pàdraig because that's where he wanted to go! It was perfect. He watched his robes change to red and smirked, then walked over to join his new house. He was already planning a new decor for everything that revolved around lions. On his way to take his seat, he high fived anyone he could, then sat down at the table. He couldn't keep this large, silly grin off his face as he looked around. God, this was wicked! Oh man, he needed to try out for the Quidditch team! That was be so awesome if he made the main team, wouldn't it? He was sure as a first year he wouldn't be on the starting team his first year, but maybe! He watched the rest of the Sorting hoping that there would be more students sorted into his new house.
{OoC: Open for interaction}
I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴏғᴛᴇɴ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇᴅ ᴏғ ᴀ ғᴀʀ ᴏғғ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ
Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀ ʜᴇʀᴏ's ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ
Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴄʜᴇᴇʀ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴇᴇ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴄᴇ
Aɴᴅ ᴀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴋᴇᴇᴘs sᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ I'ᴍ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ
I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴅᴀʏ, I ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ
I ᴡɪʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀʏ ɪғ I ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ
I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍɪʟᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ᴍʏ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ
Wʜᴇɴ I ɢᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ, I'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ I ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ
Dᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴ ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴍʙʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴛᴇ
Tʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ᴍᴀʏ ᴡᴀɴᴅᴇʀ, ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ
Aɴᴅ ᴀ ᴛʜᴏᴜsᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀɪᴛ
Iᴛ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʟɪғᴇᴛɪᴍᴇ ʙᴜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ I'ʟʟ sᴇᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ
Aɴᴅ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʙᴀᴄᴋ, I ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ
Aɴᴅ I'ʟʟ sᴛᴀʏ ᴏɴ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ, ɴᴏ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛ ᴅᴇғᴇᴀᴛ
Iᴛ's ᴀɴ ᴜᴘʜɪʟʟ sʟᴏᴘᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴏsᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇ, 'ᴛɪʟ I ɢᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ
Aɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ɪs ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ
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AliceInWonderland0921 Crew
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 5:45 pm
xx❉ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Great Hall - Gryffindor Table
xxx❉ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Everyone!
xxxx❉ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Sorting!
xxxxx❉ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? That's a far distance if one of thems falls....
After talking with the super awesome magic hat, Jazz was stoked! They didn't know what being a Gryffindor meant, other than Professor Clarke's vague description of "brave and just". As they hurried over to their new table, Jazz paused to gasp as their fancy new black robes added a bright scarlet edge. That was so cool! Magic was super neat! Getting to the table, Jazz found themself an empty seat and plopped down. So far, this day was going awesome, other than missing their parents an awful lot.
They were busy looking around, before their eyes went wide. The whole ceiling was glass! It was like a super neat greenhouse!!! And there were flying candles too! Well... not really flying... but floating was pretty cool! "D-d'ya th-think those c-candles ever dr-dripped wax on anyone?" The question fell out before Jazz could stop it, not like they ever really tried to stop their random thoughts, but still.
{{Wearing :: xxxxx}}
Cʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇs, ʀᴇʟᴀxɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. Cᴏᴜɴᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ
Aʟʟ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴇɪɢʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ
Wᴀʏ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ғʀᴇᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ sᴛᴀʏ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ
Aʟʟ ᴛʜɪs ɢʀᴀᴠɪᴛʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ
Wʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ ɢᴏᴇs ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛs ʙᴜʀɴ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ's ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ
Bʀɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴏᴏᴛɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʀ, sᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ
Fɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇsᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʙʀɪʟʟɪᴀɴᴛ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ
Bʀɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀ sʜᴏᴏᴛɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʀ, sᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ!
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 8:17 pm
 Xeno would never admit it out loud, but she was still unsure of this whole prefect thing. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she was questioning just who had decided to give her responsibility. She was just…Xeno. She was probably making more of a deal out of it than there needed to be. She was a fifteen-year-old girl, being or not being a prefect didn’t mean anything in the long run, yet it felt like a lot somehow. She took a deep breath and blew a dark curl out of her face. She straightened her back and tried to give a pleasant look as the sorting ceremony began, trying to seem approachable to any of the new students. She’d deal with her 1/16th life crisis later.
It wasn’t long before there was a new first-year headed toward the table. Almost as soon as they were sat the kid piped up about the candles above them. Xeno wasn’t quite sure what emotion was behind their words but she decided reassurance was probably the best emotion to show in return. “Oh don’t worry, they’re perfectly safe. No dripping.” In fact, Xeno wasn’t even entirely sure if the candles were even real.
Location: The Great Hall
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 9:17 pm
xx❉ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Great Hall - Gryffindor Table
xxx❉ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Everyone!
xxxx❉ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Sorting!
xxxxx❉ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? That's a far distance if one of thems falls....
Not expecting a reply to their musing (since really, most of their musings went unanswered), Jazz turned to look at the girl beside her. She said that the candles were safe, and had no dripping. Well, that was good, at least. "W-well at le-least that's n-not a worry." Jazz laughed, looking back up at the sky. Vaguely, they wondered how many reticello pieces dad would need to prepare if they were to turn a segment of their roof into glass. Sure, they would have to figure out how to cut out part of the roof, but with cool laser magic, it'd probably be a cinch!
Looking back over at the girl beside them, Jazz offered a wry smile. "How much gl-glass d'ya th-think it'd take t-to do the wh-whole castle like that?" They gestured up at the ceiling, stars and candles reflected in their eager gaze. It was already so insanely fascinating to learn about artsy stuff, but how much more would come from combining art with magic? Would they be able to secretly blow people away in art shows? Or make masterpieces with ease? It was all so exciting! After a second, they looked over at the older girl with a grin. "M-my name's Jazz, b-by the way." Because they for sure didn't want their government name being used.
{{Wearing :: xxxxx}}
Cʟᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇs, ʀᴇʟᴀxɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ. Cᴏᴜɴᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇᴍ
Aʟʟ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴇɪɢʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ
Wᴀʏ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ғʀᴇᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ sᴛᴀʏ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ
Aʟʟ ᴛʜɪs ɢʀᴀᴠɪᴛʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴛɪᴍᴇ
Wʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ ɢᴏᴇs ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛs ʙᴜʀɴ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ's ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ
Bʀɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴏᴏᴛɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʀ, sᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ
Fɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇsᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʙʀɪʟʟɪᴀɴᴛ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ᴛɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ
Bʀɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴀ sʜᴏᴏᴛɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʀ, sᴏ sʜɪɴᴇ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ, ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ!
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2025 2:35 pm
xxxxxx♔ / ♕xxxCharolette (Carter) McFallonxxxx•xx•xx•xxxxxxxxxxxx▍▎▏Gryffindor. . . ❛ Fun Facts❜⊰xxx███████████████████████████████████xxx⊱( Lattes and Late Nights ) ☆
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2025 9:14 pm
Clara almost didn't get off the stool when she heard the word from the sorting hat. She must have heard wrong. She had heard the word Hufflepuff, but that hat hadn't stopped there. It had said Gryffindor. She wasn't supposed to be in Gryffindor. She didn't want to be in Gryffindor. Fierce loyalty has a better use? Loyalty was like Hufflepuff's thing! She was really regretting telling the hat she didn't want to sway it. She did, in fact, want to sway it. She silently made her way toward the Gryffindor table, trying desperately to keep the tears out of her eyes. She couldn't even look in the direction of the Hufflepuff table. What if she just made a run for it? She could keep walking, past the table, and out of the Great Hall and not look back. No, she didn't know how to get back to the station. Plus, it was already really dark. She'd manage to wander into the Forbidden Forest and get attacked by something. She could at least wait until tomorrow to go on the run. She took a large gulp and sat down at the table, looking down at her hands in her lap.
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2025 5:41 pm
xx✿ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Gryffindor Table, Great Hall
xxx✿ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Everyone in the school
xxxx✿ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Sorting feast!
xxxxx✿ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I get to be with my friend! Róisín had gotten a crash course from the girls on the train about how the Sorting process was done, but she hadn't been expecting all of it. She had watched the children being called up, watching as Clara had been Sorted just before her. So when the Hat called out Gryffindor, she was excited since she was placed in the same house as her new friend. Thankfully she wasn't going to be alone again! The girl watched in awe as her outfit changed into Gryffindor's colors. Wow, magic was so cool! She strutted over to the table and sat beside Clara. "Isn't it great, Clara?! We're going to be roommates!" The girl glanced over at her friend and recognized the signs that she was fighting back tears. That had been her earlier today. "Oh no Clara, what's wrong?" she asked quieter, not wanting to draw attention to the fact that the girl was about to cry. That would probably only make her cry more. Rose looked around for Amelia and spotted her sitting at a different table, then it registered to her that her robes were yellow, whereas both of theirs were red. That was probably it, right? Oh no, Clara seemed upset she wasn't in the same house as her sister and it probably hadn't helped that Róisín had been excited for the Sorting. A small frown creased her lips as she focused her attention back to Clara.
{{Wearing :: xxxxx}}
I ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜɪs ғᴇᴇʟɪɴ' ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ʙᴏɴᴇs
Iᴛ ɢᴏᴇs ᴇʟᴇᴄᴛʀɪᴄ, ᴡᴀᴠʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴛᴜʀɴ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ
Aʟʟ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ᴄɪᴛʏ, ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ
Wᴇ'ʀᴇ ғʟʏɪɴ' ᴜᴘ, ɴᴏ ᴄᴇɪʟɪɴ', ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ ɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴢᴏɴᴇ
I ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴜɴsʜɪɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴘᴏᴄᴋᴇᴛ
Gᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢᴏᴏᴅ sᴏᴜʟ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇᴛ
I ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴛ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴅʀᴏᴘs
I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs ᴜᴘ ᴏғғ ɪᴛ, ᴍᴏᴠɪɴ' sᴏ ᴘʜᴇɴᴏᴍᴇɴᴀʟʟʏ
Rᴏᴏᴍ ᴏɴ ʟᴏᴄᴋ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴡᴇ ʀᴏᴄᴋ ɪᴛ, sᴏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2025 1:51 pm
Clara was still looking down at her hands when she heard Róisín’s name read and the hat shortly after announcing, “Gryffindor!” Clara gave the tiniest hint of a smile. At least she’d be here too. Though, that didn’t get rid of the sick feeling in her stomach. She felt like putting her head between her knees, but she kept upright. She didn’t want to look like a crazy person. This was stupid. Though she wasn’t sure if it was the sorting or her reaction that was the stupid part. She lifted her head up as Róisín sat down next to her. She again gave the tiniest hint of a smile. At least she seemed excited. However, Róisín seemed to quickly notice something was wrong with Clara. She wasn’t sure how to describe what she was feeling. The logic part of her brain told her it wasn’t a big deal, but she couldn’t believe that. Finally she managed, “I just…uh, thought I’d be in Hufflepuff with my sisters.” Her voice felt choked in her throat. “I wasn’t that nervous before now because I thought I’d be in Hufflepuff like every single other person in my family. I guess I’m just scared to be without them.” There was more to it than that but she barely knew how to explain it to herself, let alone someone she’d known for less than a day.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2025 7:35 pm
xx✿ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Gryffindor Table, Great Hall
xxx✿ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Everyone in the school
xxxx✿ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Sorting feast!
xxxxx✿ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I get to be with my friend! Róisín nodded a little when Clara expressed her unhappiness about being separated from her sisters. It made sense, since she'd been terrified about being all alone coming here. But they'd said on the train that the Sorting Hat knows best. "At least you can still see them every day. I mean, Amelia's right there," Ró said, pointing across at her. "And I'll be right there with you if you need anything ever. I know we just met today but, like, I'll be your friend always, unless you turn out to be a super mean bully." The girl grinned and gently nudged Clara, since it was plainly obvious to everyone that she was a sweetheart. Clara had even let Róisín cuddle Moochi until she'd managed to calm down. There was no way that she could be a mean bully. "You'll see, we're going to have so much fun in Gryffindor. I promise." Rose reached over and pulled Clara into a little hug, hoping that it reassured her new friend. She definitely understood what the girl was feeling and it was Róisín's turn to reassure her.
{{Wearing :: xxxxx}}
I ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜɪs ғᴇᴇʟɪɴ' ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴍʏ ʙᴏɴᴇs
Iᴛ ɢᴏᴇs ᴇʟᴇᴄᴛʀɪᴄ, ᴡᴀᴠʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴛᴜʀɴ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ
Aʟʟ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ᴄɪᴛʏ, ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ
Wᴇ'ʀᴇ ғʟʏɪɴ' ᴜᴘ, ɴᴏ ᴄᴇɪʟɪɴ', ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇ ɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴢᴏɴᴇ
I ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴜɴsʜɪɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴘᴏᴄᴋᴇᴛ
Gᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢᴏᴏᴅ sᴏᴜʟ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇᴛ
I ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴛ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪᴛ ᴅʀᴏᴘs
I ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇs ᴜᴘ ᴏғғ ɪᴛ, ᴍᴏᴠɪɴ' sᴏ ᴘʜᴇɴᴏᴍᴇɴᴀʟʟʏ
Rᴏᴏᴍ ᴏɴ ʟᴏᴄᴋ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴡᴇ ʀᴏᴄᴋ ɪᴛ, sᴏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2025 6:24 pm
Clara fingered the hem of her robes, looking down at the red but did glance toward Amelia as Róisín to her. Her sister was wearing a sort of confused expression, which she totally understood, but gave a smile when she saw Clara looking. Clara tried to smile back but she wasn't sure she quite managed it. She wanted to go over to her, but she stood her ground and tried to turn her attention back to Róisín. "I'll try not bully anyone. At least not too much," she said, giving her first real smile, though it maybe wasn't quite as bright as usual. She was glad to have someone close by, even if it wasn't her sisters. She let out a breath as Róisín hugged her. She let her body relax a little. "You're probably right," she said, trying to convince herself as much as reassure Róisín. She may get over the whole thing, but it was not going to be today. The idea of going back to the Gryffindor Common Room was in itself making her uneasy. Of course, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor common rooms were about as far apart as could be within the castle."Thank you," she squeaked, biting her bottom lip.
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