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 Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 4:23 pm
Lori sighed unhappily. She hated hated dances. And especially these stupid dresses, she thought, zipping up a jacket over her dress, with it's matching bracelets, necklace, chandelier earrings, and all that junk. Shuddering, she entered the Great Hall. Can't believe I ran out of dungbombs, she thought, for Lori could see multiple chances to wreak havoc. Instead, concentrating on not tripping over the rim of her dress, she walked towards a chair near the corner, away from everyone. Looking around, she watched, completely and utterly bored, as some people danced while others just socialized. "This. Is. Torture." She muttered, crossing her arms and waiting for it to be over. A lock of hair fell over her face as Lori slumped in her chair, wishing she had her Zune and that it actually worked in Hogwarts.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 5:46 pm
"Ok Joel, I'll see you later then. Wouldn't want your many adoring fans to get jealous now would we?" Amelia said with a wink. 'Well this party isn't turning out to be so bad after all. The people down here are having a good time and now a good portion of my friends are down here.' Just as that thought left Amelia's mind both Xurdion and Vlaityn entered the Great Hall 'And it just keeps getting better.' she thought with a smile. By the looks of it Joseph was taking up Xurdion's company and Vlaityn seemed to be by herself. 'I should go say "Hi" to her.' "Hey Vlaityn!" Amelia said while walking over to her. "Great dance isn't it?" .....
(Fixed! C: <3Kani)
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 7:59 pm
Josie wrapped her arms around herself and stepped to the left. The boy she knew as Joel was making her a tad bit uncomfortable. As beautiful as he was, the closeness took her out of her comfort zone. She glanced around the hall looking for somewhere to go as an excuse to leave. The punch bowl, which sat in the western part of the Great Hall caught her eye. Jo noticed something else as she scanned the Hall: A red-haired girl around the same size as Josie. She was staring helplessly at Joel.
"I...have to use the lavatory." she said quickly. "Sorry to leave so quickly. Why don't you talk to that red-head over there. I won't point, but you'll find her."
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 11:08 am
With a rather charming frown, Joel watched as Josie 'ran' away from him. Only Joel could make a frown look cute, almost like a handsome puppy dog.
With a snap of his fingers across his front, Joel put a smile on his face again.
"Oh poo. It looks like all of the girls try to run from me. Do I have a '*****' sign on my back or something? 'Cause all of the girls run from me." With a playful smile, Joel put his arm over his shoulder, reaching for what he thought might be a sign.
Putting his hand on his hip, he let his white coat frail over his elbow, his hand on his bony hip. With everything going on, all he could think about were all of the lovely ladies around him.
"Hurm. Lets see. I do think I need to go entertain other ladies....Though, which redhead was Josie speaking of? I only see...Well, two redheads, one that if I ever kissed would strangle me, the other would....I don't even want to think about it." Of course, in order, he was thinking about Lori, and then Morgan, though, at this point he really wasn't talking to anyone, even though Ascella and Mell were the only ones listening.
Realizing how akward it must be for anyone to see him talking to himself, he blushed slightly, and decided to entertain some other ladies.
Ooooooooooh. Girls. Since, well, the only guys here are straight. Damn. I like guys, but not enough to make them question their sexuality. That would be mean. Okay, I might do it if it was Sezer, but, well, he is such a damn stick in the mud.
Right then, Joel noticed Vlaityn, and got a rather cat-like look on his face. With a small purr, Joel headed towards his fellow Ravenclaw.
Sneaking around behind him, Joel placed his hands over her eyes, and put himself against the lovely Vlaityn.
"Peekaboo. If you guess right, you win a kiss!" Though, I must admit, if you guess wrong I'll give you a kiss anyways.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 12:45 pm
Nicodeamus apeared behind Eloise, smiling. He wrapped an arm around her waist and swept her up into his arms, lifting her off the ground. "You left without me. I'm insulted," he said in a soft voice, whispering into her ear, "Shall we dance, love?" He held her close to him, a smile on his face.
Now there was no reason, at all for him to frighten her like that, but he was rather amused. That, and towering over Eloise was fun enough. He felt like giving her a small shock... Sometimes.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 4:16 pm
" Amelia! You look lovely tonight." Vlaityn grinned approvingly. Maybe she grinned so much because she felt guilty that she hadn't seen Amelia lately. Either way, she meant what she said. "Yes, it looks like the dance is going nicely. And maybe I'll have a good time." She answered Amelia's question somewhat jokingly. In all honesty, Vlaityn was wondering if she'd see Sezer. She felt herself redden slightly as she caught herself thinking about him. 'Really now. Stupid of me.'
Before she had the chance to turn her attention back to Amelia, Vlaityn found her sight suddenly cut off by a pair of hands. Familiar hands at that, and an even more familiar voice. "I believe I'd know my darling Joel's voice anywhere." She teased him blindly. She'd normally try to give him a slight slap on the shoulder, but without one's sight that can be very difficult.
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Posted: Thu Jan 01, 2009 7:54 pm
Amelia laughed, "Don't worry you got us and Joel around and I think Xurdion is around here somewhere. You will have a good time." Amelia glanced around and sure enough the boy that was mentioned was still talking to Joseph. Amelia had yet to forgive Joseph for the first day drama and personally she doubted she ever would. 'Stupid 5th year thinks that just because he is a prefect has a right to order around Sixth and Seventh years, I take orders from a professor or the head boy and girl.' However, Amelia wasn't going to let Joseph ruin her night, no siree. Turning her attention back to Vlaityn, Amelia asked, "I wonder why Seth and Sezer haven't shown up yet. Well I can kinda understand why Seth wouldn't but it's not like Sezer to miss a Hogwarts party." ......
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 6:57 am
As she listened to the boys bicker, Eloise couldn't help but smile. Her best friends were always guys, except, well, for her neighbor back home in Liverpool.
At Damian's comment El blushed, her eyes darting to the floor. I really should get used to the attention, what with my contortion-ism, but I can't. C-o-n-t-o-r-t-i-o-n-i-s-m....Is that even a word? Oh who cares, no one will actually know what I'm thinking.
"Why thank you Damian. You look dashing in your robes. And..Peter in his....What is that called...Oh right! A Tuxado!" Eloise of course spoke the words incorrectly, but she really didn't care, since the sound of 'Tuxado' had a certain appealing ring to it.
Seeing Peter walk away, she stared at the floor, a slight awkward moment since it was only her and Damian standing there. As she thought of how it was rather awkward moment, two rather large arms wrapped around her waist, and before she could think, she was up in the air.
With a small shriek, she stopped and turned to look at Nicodemus. A rush of relief fell over her.
Honestly, how could I ever have thought it was someone else. I don't know anyone who would be able to lift me that far off of the ground.
"Nicodemus!" She said, with a rather angry tone in her voice.
"Don't EVER do that again! Put me down! You are SOOOO glad that I'm in a dress. If I was in a skirt I would personally beat you to a pulp!"
As soon as I figure out how I would do that. Pounding her small fist on his shoulder only once, she stopped, letting her anger go. I shouldn't fight with him. It's a dance, we need to be happy right. Yah.
"Just....Don't do that." Crossing her arms in a rather stubborn fashion, she looked at Nicodemus, her blue eyes meeting his deep gray eyes.
"Sorry I didn't wait. But...Well...I wanted to come down..You know how impatient I can be...At least I saved the first dace for you." Letting her arms down and swallowing her pride, Eloise flashed him a quaint little smile, trying not to laugh at the situation.
El turned her head to look around the room, with a grin she couldn't help but mock Nico.
"I can see everything from up here! Maybe if there wasn't a wall, i could see me house!" With a grin, Eloise turned back to look Nico in the eyes, as her finale, she kissed him on the cheek.
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2009 10:09 am
Damian smiled as he watched Nicodeamus scoop Eloise up. He was happy that they were enjoying each others' company, though it made him long for Anna. He was curious as to where she was, but he was in no position to be wandering around the castle looking for her.
He silently wandered over to the food table and poured himself a glass of punch. As he drank it, he listened to the squabble between Xurdion and Joseph. Looking over, he spotted Lori sitting in a corner. Since he didn't want her to feel left out, he grabbed another cup of punch and walked towards her.
"Care for something to drink?" he asked, holding the cup out to her.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 1:04 am
Mel smiled warmly at Ascella. "Well, next time it comes up, then. You can spend a weekend at our place, and wwe can pick out cloth, and let Mum do all the designing. It'll be a grand time." She looked back at Josie, and smiled at her. "Relax, I don't bite... And I think 'Cella's in a good mood, so she wont either, right?" Her tone was gentle, and jovial, trying to lighten the mood for the shyer girl. She blinks, at her sudden fleeing, and turns, mildly vexed. "Well that didn't work." She listened to Joel ramble on, then wander off, and ponders, trying to work out who to try next. "It seems most are occupied, I do believe..." She hmmm's thoughtfully.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 12:39 pm
Giving Louise another steely glare, Anasazi felt her feet curl into fifth position, as they did when she wanted to close herself off. She didn't do ballet, but this was the closest she'd ever gotten, even as a child. Blinking rapidly a few times, she scanned the room again. Josie has left the vicinity; a most well-played decision, as she had been looking more nervous every passing second. Speaking of nervous, Anasazi's eyes flicked back to the ever-patient and ever-self-important Louise, who seemed to think herself much older than her birth certificate would prove. "I'm sorry, but I'd rather just-" She cut herself off, feeling the air escape silently from her throat. She gestured wildly to her throat, then to the refreshments table, then scurried off without a second glance at Louise.
I'm such a loser, can't even hold a decent conversation. Cookies and cakes lined the table, arranged into decorative piles on even more adorned platters. The tablecloth did well to keep the table itself covered and hid the pressure and weight it supported. Anasazi reached for a cookie, then snapped her hand back almost involuntarily. Her self-conscious spirit almost seemed to control her as the hand that previously had wanted a treat smoothed out the wrinkles in her yellow dress. "It is unfortunate that I've worn this dress and no-one's complimented me," Anasazi told herself to give the illusion of confidence. Unless you'd count that backhanded compliment Louise gave me, she thought with a little huff.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 2:59 pm
Xurdion's anger soon subsided and he figured that Joseph had learned his lesson from his silence. "Just don't do it again!" He finished, his sorrow soon swept back over him. He walked away from the scene and looked around to see that nobody was watching before he slipped into a backroom. He took out a small, crumbled letter from his pocket and began to read it, tears started to come to his eyes as he did so. It was a standard letter they sent out to all the families who lost loved ones in this war. It told him that his father was sniped will fighting in a battle that they had won. He wanted to hate his father, but he was just doing his job and trying to defend Britain. "But how could he do this?! WHY?!" His mind screamed as tears rolled down his cheeks, he kept reading through the letter which said that his father's body would be transported back to Britain in the next few weeks. Xurdion crumbled the letter in his hand and let the tears flow freely, trying to make a little sound as possible as he slumped down to the floor. This was a horrible time to get a letter like this, especially because it was Christmas, his father promised he'd return after the war but Xurdion had hoped it wouldn't be like this. He wiped the tears from his eyes and waited a few minutes for his face to show no signs of the fact he was weeping, he then walked out of the room and back into the party, his letter was still in his hand as he went over to the punch table and poured himself a cup. He saw Amelia was talking to a group of friends, but he continued to drink, he might talk to her after he gets over this recent news. He continued to think about events before the war, it was just before school started when his father was called into duty:
~ Two Years Ago ~
"Now Xurdion, I'm going to be gone for quite some time. But I promise you, I'll return in time for Christmas, alright? I'm going to need you to be strong for your mother while I'm gone. Oh, and have fun at Hogwarts." He remembered his father telling him.
"But why do you have to go?! Why can't they send somebody else?" Xurdion said, he was clearly upset.
"Because...I'm part of the first group to go out there...To protect you." His father said with spread sighs. "Now, can I count on you?"
"Yes father." Said Xurdion, wiping a tear from his face.
His father smiled and ruffled Xurdion's hair like a little kid. "That's my boy."
"Come back safe, honey." His mom said, giving his father a hug before he left, into the truck to take the soldiers to the plane. His father smiled and waved his hand as the truck left.
~
The truth was that his father didn't return for that Christmas, or the next. He was going to return this Christmas but now...he was gone and Xurdion couldn't bear it. He could feel the tears beggining to form in his eyes again but he quickly held them back.
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 3:38 pm
Dexter shifted his weight from one foot to the other, his black dress shoes giving off the smallest of squeaks, as he tried waiting as patiently as possible for his date to arrive. Oh how the excitement ran up and down his spine. Dances were definetally a favorite of his. For what was there not to like? Flirting, spiked -or soon to be tampered with- punch, seeing his friends all dolled up and the fancy footwork he'd get to show off. It was always a memory worth scrap booking. But at the moment, Dexter's excitement was twisting into annoyed frustration. The fact that he could hear the students having a grande old time in the Greath Hall, without him, made his fist clench. And who was to blame for his torture? Why, none other than one of his closest friends, dear Kanita.
"If I didn't absolutelly love that girl...oh she's lucky."
Straightening his tie, smoothing his dress-robe and tweaking the rose in his breast pocket was all Dexter could do to pass the time. 'Unbelievable! What, did she forget that tonight was the dance?! I'll give her ten more minutes. That's it.' And with that, he started counting the seconds that passed, which made his wait seem even longer.
"...488, 489, 490, 491, 492..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2009 3:42 pm
Nicodeamus laughed, and kissed her. "Eloise Mason, have some faith in me. I would only do that to you if you were in a dress," he said soothingly, "And, of course, I wanted to surprise you. However, you are frightening woman when angry. Remind me not to cross her, Damian." He set her down with a smile, patting her on the head. She was stunning today, absolutely beautiful, though... his eyes eloquently declared his thoughts. Nico couldn't take his eyes off of this beautiful woman. Though... He would never be able to call her his 'girlfriend'... That was acting as if she was an item. And, that was not good, very bad.
"Thank you, Eloise," he said in his soft voice, patting her on the head, "An impaitient creature indeed. I'm sorry for making you wait, but I had to argue a bit with my father..." He looked uncomfortable as he recalled the yelling match he and his father had had through the Gryffidor fireplace. Rather absentmindedly, he tugged on the sleeves of his black suit, trying to straighte the tie. It had taken ages for him to find a set that fit him, as he was so monstorously tall. Nico's father, exasperated, had finally consented on letting him go buy a new one, as his old ones didn't fit. At all.
He shook his head, realizing that such a happy occasion shouldn't be dampened by an argument. "But, my dear love, why don't the two of us dance?"
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