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 Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2007 3:25 pm
Deatriss Metria stalks into the Great Hall; her bad slung over shoulder. She takes a seat at her table, and puts her bag between her feet. She notices Peeves, with a large grin upon his face, coming towards her, to harass her no doubt. Deatriss waits until he is within hearing distance.
"That would not be a wise idea Peeves. You know I am in Slytherin, so I could just fetch the Baron to deal with you."
Metria smiles slightly as the grin on the poltergeist's face dissapears and he floats away to bother someone else.
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Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 10:22 pm
Samantha slowed her steps as her eyes had found the Slytherin girl talking with Peeves. She couldn't hear what they were saying, or tell what tone of voice the other was using, but the look on her face had been enough. Mild annoyance turned to an evil grin. It disturbed her somewhat. She couldn't pinpoint exactly what disturbed her. Could house prejudice be getting in the the best of her? She shook her head. She wouldn't allow it. There was enough of that in her life, and for god's sakes she couldn't handle much more. With one last glance, she sat down at the Gryffindor table and began to eat.
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Posted: Thu Aug 30, 2007 2:22 pm
Satisfied that Peeves wouldn't come back, Metria relaxes a bit. When she had been talking to the ghost she couldn't help noticing the someone slow down while passing, out of her peripheal vision. She noted that to herself and kept it in the back of her mind; though she did not know why. Metria picked up a goblet of pumpkin juice and makes a a face of disgust after tasting. After tapping it three times, muttering a spell under her breath she sips it contently and goes on with her meal.
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Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2007 6:45 pm
Finishes eating and slings her bag back over her back. She walks over to the Gryffindor table to talk to a friend then turns and walks away to her common room.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 9:57 pm
Picking slowly at her food (she still felt a little queasy from last night) Samantha lost herself in thought...Things had been...stressful as of late, what with all of the after class work, actual classes, and the pressures the Ministry were putting on her and her kind...All she wanted was a break. She was exhausted...She didn't know how much more she could take. What she really wanted...and it pained her to admit...was a real friend to talk to... Not that she'd run off and make one of those this instant. Not with things the way they were. Not hungary, she shoved her food away from her and sat with her head in her hands, looking at the table.
She only raised her head when the Slytherin girl she had watched earlier, marched up to the Gryffindor Table and proceed to chat with someone Samantha could only assume was her friend, and then leave. *Funny,* she thought, Most of those in other houses who are friends of Gryffindor were well known. Especially Slytherin friends.* Yet Samantha did not recognize the girl. * All well...* she barely had the energy to think about it anyway.
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Posted: Tue Sep 04, 2007 6:03 pm
As she walks along the Gryffindor table she stops as she goes past the girl who had paused by her. D tips her head slightly to the side.
What? I got somethin' on my face?
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 10:37 pm
*Eep!* Samantha thought. The last think she expected was to be addressed. After 5 years of attending school here, why was she suddenly being noticed? She did her best not to stutter as she answered the now suddenly intimidating girl.
"Uh...um...n-n-n-no. Not--not at all. Its just.....just....that...." *Crap!* She had failed nicely. *If I run out of the Hall now can I avoid complete embarrassment? She wished her head was clearer...If only...
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 5:46 am
Metria smirks slightly at her stutering. She hadn't thought someone of her own year would act like that. D shrugged mentally to herself and decided not to push her
I think I'll just leave then.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 9:12 pm
"That's fine....D-don't let me keep you or anything. I'm sure you've got b-b-better things to do with your time." As the other girl walked off (Samantha still not learning her name) she slumped forward onto the table, wishing she had never left the Shrieking Shack.
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2007 1:23 pm
The next day Metria enters for lunch; wearily taking the closest avaliable seat. She sighed, and yawned. She had slept in and wasn't able to have breakfast and was severly sleepy. She could barely pay attention in class without sugar, and had almost gotten detention for sleeping in class
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 2:49 pm
Liddy walked into the Great Hall with her nose shoved in a book. As she sat down next to Samantha she looked over and asked. "Do you know when try outs are?" Being her own confident self she flung her hair and continued to read.
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 10:25 pm
Samantha choked on her egg. What was WITH this girl? Samantha had always tried to oozed "outsider" to people, so why didn't this girl take the hint? Sam didn't mind much though. She was a nice girl....everything Sam wasn't.
"I don't know...I didn't really pay attention...Sorry."
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 2:50 pm
"Oh it's fine!" She said sweetly. Liddy stood up and walked over to another table were some friends were summoning for her. One of them a boy which she conveniently sat next to and started flirting.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 12:47 pm
D finishes her food and casually walks over to the Gryffindor table, sitting next to Samantha with her back against the table. She gives the girl a searching look. "My name is Metria, yours?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2007 3:31 pm
Super noticed Metria, as the girl in her DADA class last year. As one of the girls spilled her glass of pumpkin juice and attempted to clean it with a spell. Turning it to ice.
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