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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 4:09 pm
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third year - hufflepuff▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬allen w. rhoddes▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬muggle born - wizard raised- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “To achieve great things, two things are needed: a plan, and not quite enough time.” – Leonard Bernstein “Now, somehow, in some new way, the sky seemed almost alien.” – Lyndon B. Johnson
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ¦¦ Ice water flushed him out. Replaced that momentary spark of the natural Allen Rhoddes and replaced it with the twisted, knotted feelings he had been battling with for more than the past hour of action and searching. The smile dropped and his head lowered; dark eyes suddenly finding the fraying strings of his finger-less gloves more interesting than the girl who occupied his dreams. Meekness flourished like a poisonous flower before he spoke in whispered tones - almost ashamed, "Nothing the matter, I just..." His teeth bit hungrily into the flesh of his lower lip, searching for the meat of patience and courage he never found himself able to find, "I wanted to show you something." ¦¦
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 4:28 pm
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third year - hufflepuff▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬allen w. rhoddes▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬muggle born - wizard raised- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “To achieve great things, two things are needed: a plan, and not quite enough time.” – Leonard Bernstein “Now, somehow, in some new way, the sky seemed almost alien.” – Lyndon B. Johnson
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ¦¦ When she felt the pressure of her light touch and transmitted warmth on his gloved hand, he caught it. Captured her fingers in his grasp and held her tightly; not willing to let go what she wanted to reassure him. With no words, he merely stood - eyes still hidden under the angle of his head and the white bangs of his messy hair. He tugged, only lightly, and lead out. Soundlessly and with every hope she would trust him, he bit down on his lip and measured his breathing, quickly finding himself outside the Common Room attached to Jane. Then he began running.
[Exit] ¦¦
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 1:19 pm
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 1:38 pm
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 2:30 pm
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 3:27 pm
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Unsorted|1st year|Muggle-Born|Single
Why must I be judged upon the purity of my blood?
Steele walked into the common room, really loving the vibe, or Aura that it gave off. He loved Hufflepuff so much now, for they had a beautiful common room, nice people, and not to mention...soft and squishy couches. Steele looked around, wondering where his suitcase, that the teachers instantly told him to leave behind, much to his discomfort. He thought about his owl, and his guitar.
"I wonder where my guitar is," he said aloud, not really speaking ti anyone, but a few people probably could answer. He did wonder where his guitar was, for he wanted to play it. He hadn't played his guitar since the train ride, which in retrospect, wasn't too long, but for him, it definitely was. He taught himself to play when he was 5 years old actually. Now, he was some sort of prodigy at it. It definitely had its perks.
Will I ever be the same?
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 3:37 pm
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 4:59 pm
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 5:02 pm
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 6:51 pm
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 10:12 pm
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 2:23 am
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 6:20 am
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Hufflepuff|1st year|Muggle-Born|Single
Why must I be judged upon the purity of my blood?
"Thank you Annabelle, I'm glad you like it: Are you alright by the way, you took quite a nasty fall there," he said, intending to answer ariana second. He smiled as he was complimented, for it made him feel a lot better about himself. He sat there playing, thinking about where he exactly knew the tune. He remembered instantly, not being able to forget that tune that day on vacation. After about a minute of time relaxed, he answered her promptly.
"I remember going on vacation touring around Europe. It was a really fun vacation, but I heard the song when we visited Spain, the country of romance. A man was playing it on the streets of Barcelona. So, I went over to him and watched among the spectators. I recorded it and taught myself to play it. Apparently it is some kind of famous Spanish song, but I cant tell the difference," he joked, continuing playing. He smiled at the intrigue the girl seemed to have. It was a tad amusing.
Will I ever be the same?
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