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 Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 5:46 am
"I know," Mei groaned, "But the bloody problem is that girl in in SECOND YEAR, and I'm a SEVENTH YEAR! Do I look twelve or does she just look old for her age?" Mei whined.
"But regardless of that, I'll get us in. Maybe if they don't smarten up we can get them to believe that Little Miss Perfect Cho Chang attacked the Ravenclaw Common Room," Mei said with an evil grin on her face, nodding to herself.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 5:48 am
Evi quickly rushed up the stairs to her room. With a whip of her hand she pulled her wand out of her sleeve and pointed at her trunk. Without saying anything the trunk popped open and her stuff began to move out of it. When everything seemed to be out Evi left it, and they stayed suspended in the air. She quickly pulled the bottom of the trunk up to reveal a secret compartment. She pulled out the book there and with a flick of her wand everything was back to it's place. Opening the book where a quill and a blank page was she began to write. Spells, secrets, anything she knew she would use in the future, therefore, she created her own Book of Shadows, stealing the idea from the wiccan and pagans of the world.
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Posted: Sat Mar 18, 2006 7:15 am
Nanie patted Victoria on the back. "We all hate him," she replied sympathetically. Nanie looked up at the others. All we need is a hair and to get into Snape's secret stores of ingrediants. We could make Polyjuice potion, dress up as Gryffindors and Ravenclaws and get into as much trouble as we wanted. I'm sure if different students came to Snape, each requesting on of the needed ingrediants with some silly excuse for needing it made up he'd let us." Nanie yawned and got out a wand. With a flick of it a goblet appeared infront of her and she drank from it. "Anybody else want some while I've got my wand out?" she asked the group.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 2:47 am
Naythan leaned against the wall in the common room. His snobbish American habits showed through as he simply seemed to ignore anyone that was shorter than his chest... Which... His chest was about 5'7... About ish? Any ways. He glanced over the heads of most of the people around him. He couldn't sit in any of the chairs well, his knees bent up too much. Ah, the price of being massive.
He reached his hand into his pack, pulling out a book. It read 'Leonardo Da Vinci: Leonardo On The Human Body'. He cracked it open to a marked page and glanced at some of the pictures, murmuring something about 'That used to be a dead body' to himself. Most of the stuff he couldn't read, if it seemed hand-written. It was written backwards and most likely in Italian.
If he was a muggle, he'd be considered a dork, or an art major. Or both. But considering the rarities of magic art, and when they did have pictures they were always waisted with spells to make them move, he hated most of it. But, if you needed to know something he would probably be someone to come to.
His eyes trailed over a boy or two boredly, but shrugged it off. He was bored, and come on, there aren't very many obvious pretty boys.. 'Kept Malfoy, but hey... He was wanted by both genders, and that fact alone, made Naythan gag.
He glanced over at the ones trying to plan an attack upon innocent little Snyffindors and Pufflehuffs. He walked over to them, raising an eyebrow. "I'm open to something to keep me amused for more than about two minutes." His voice resounded his size, deep, bored, and non-European. "And... Might I also advise you to not be so obvious. Slytherins are just as loud, if sometimes not louder, than many of the Snyfs we all wish to be smudges upon our shoes."
[Resisting.. Posting..More..@_@]
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:15 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 6:39 am
Nanie looked up at the boy and smiled. "Hey if you'd like to join us you're welcome to." She then curiously asked, "What's that you've got there, that you're reading?" Nanie looked up curiously at the cover of the book. "Couldn't read it if I tried." Nanie shook her head. "Well anyways have a seat," she said while motioning to an empty seat.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 10:28 am
[ xd Don't worry. I'm actually more like a semi-literate advanced. Sometimes I'll post tons, and others only a few sentances. Though lately it's been more on the tons part. @_@]
"Only reason I bring up the possible sound issue, has to deal with the several paintings sitting right above you. At any time they could easily betray you and go and speak with the Dumbledore or Snape." He shrugged. "And sure, I'll join you... Everyone needs someone about nine times their size to do dirty work.."
He then noticed Mei's shortness. "Also, I would give anything to be your height. Imagine haveing to slouch in the shower to wash your hair, and constantly slamming your head in doorways. It's not a very fun existance. The book is about a famous artist, Da Vinci. Mostly has the drawings of dead bodies that he grave-robbed to look at their intestines, brains, and bones." He shrugged, as if he were simply talking about Quidditch.
"He drew that picture of the Mona Lisa, the weird picture of the person with that smirk.." He ran a hand through his hair. "A lot of speculation is that he was an unpracticing wizard... Though, no one is really sure. Can anyone read Italian, that is hand-written backwards?" He asked, leaning back against the wall. "I can't sit in those chairs, too uncomfortable, and I usually break them. Standing is a lot more comfortable. Also, Cho Chang is very easy to depress.. That Priss? Take your wand and make her skirt flow up in the middle of breakfast, or something... The know-it-all Snyffindor first year, isn't she the one with that bushy hair and ugly teeth?"
His voice was calm, and collected, traces of boredom still were easy to read from him. After all, he was rarely kept amused for more than five minutes at a time, and if that, you were greatly talented or in a lot of pain... Unfortunately for him, that was very rare. "Women are easier than men to embarass unless you had a guy walk up and force their tongue down the innocent boy's throat.. Which, I wouldn't complain doing in some circumstances, anything near the Boy Who Really Needs To Get A Hair Cut And A Castration, would make me gag... Not to mention feel creepishly ***** shrugged slightly again, which he seemingly often did, he looked at them all. "Easiest way to get rid of them all is to push them all off a tower and make it look like it was an accident and a Q.Match..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 11:10 am
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 11:21 am
He raised an eyebrow at him. "Damn. European women are incompetent. I know who Chang is. You were talking about Granger, which is who I was talking about secondly." He shrugged. "I didn't know people were that slow. It's obvious what I said, if you were a person for a brain to pay attention." He stood up straight. "And you know, a lot of Slytherins aren't much better... I'm not going to list any names." He turned, placing his hands in his pockets and his fingers wrapping around his wand as a precaution.
He yawned. "I'm not stupid.. Chang is a Chinese name. And for one, I couldn't ever mistake someone like you for Chang.. You're in Slytherin, you don't obviously have enough brains to ever reach anything a Ravenclaw could, and frankly, if I were straight I'd think she was a might bit prettier than you. Certainly a better idea, she'd be making more galleons. Now what is funny, is when people confuse what I say for what they wish I would say so they would wish I was talking about them or their lover."
"Oh, and by the way... I'd take care of that large zit on the end of your nose there... It's getting rather larger, seemingly by the moment." He sighed, and turned, walking backwards. "Good luck with trying to get the Gryffindors.. I warned you about the paintings. They've gone." He indicated towards the empty frames before starting up the steps. "Morons..." He muttered under his breath, shaking his head.
[I'm not that good. @_@ And... Naythan is an a**. I'm sorry. mad D]
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 12:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 12:37 pm
He smirked. He sat down on the steps to his room. "I wonder if I could actually get into the girl's dorm?" He asked no one in particular. "I mean. if I won't like it, would I even be worth the spell working?" He sighed, shaking his head. "Ah, what ever..." He sighed, walking back over to the others who were planning. "This school is filled with way too many possible cameras. The best would be for you to talk through parchment, and blank it once you've read it. Just pass the same sheet 'round."
He then walked off. He glanced after Mei, and shook his head. "******** it..." He muttered, snickering as he headed up to his dorm. As he sat down on his bed, and picked up a peice of parchment left there for him. He skimmed over it, and stood up, going back down. He was tired of these notes... People threatening him. He looked around, glaring. "Who left it?" He asked, his voice going as cold as ice, or worse. "Who was the one that put this on my bed?"
He then read it alloud. "Look, you ******** American. Get out. You and your homosexuality is not wanted here. Piss off, and go back to your own country." He pressed his wand against it, tapping it, and the paper caught on first and he tossed it into the fireplace. "I'm getting tired as hell of these.. And if I receive another, I will personally go through and torture every single male in the Slytherin house." His expression showed he wasn't lying. "This is the seventh one, today."
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 3:11 pm
Dax slid into the common room and onto a nearby sofa. She tossed her books beside her; more work was not what she wanted at the moment. Dax had recently been trying something new....actually doing her school work, and she had spent the better part of her afternoon in the library.....trying to bribe the answeres out of a gaggle of Hufflepuffs (which she catigorized as hard work).
Dax's focus slowly changed from how tired she was to the apparent scheming going on....most of it seemed directed toward Potter (whom she couldn't care less about) and Chang (whom she wished would be eaten by a large, ravenous plant).
Dax smirked slightly as she settled herself into the sofa and skimmed the paper for interesting tid-bits......."ahh...home sweet home," she thought to herself.
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 4:17 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 20, 2006 3:53 am
"I think Mei's got a good idea," Nanie said after another 1/2 hour of plotting. "It's getting late, and if we're going to be awake and aware enough to do anything to the Gryffenbores we'd best be getting to bed."
With that Nanie yawned and stood. She picked up her book and sleepily started up the stairway. Upon entering the bedroom she flopped down into bed, and without even bothering to take off her shoes or change out of her school robes, she fell asleep.
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Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2006 4:17 am
In the girl's dorm room the sun shone brightly through the window, waking Nanie. She yawned, sat up, and stretched out her arms. She grabbed her wand from the nightstand and with a flick of it her trunk opened and her school uniform flew out and ont her bed where it landed, somewhat neatly folded.
Grogilly she struggled with the buttons on her pajama shirt as she walked to the bathroom. She knocked on the closed door twice and asked "Is anyone in there?" With no answer from within she walked in and brushed her teeth. She then finished taking off her pajamas and stepped into the shower and took a quick, lukewarm shower. When she was done she pulled her pajamas back on.
Nanie walked back to the girls' dorm and pulled on a t-shirt and then put her white blouse on over it. She stepped into her skirt, pulled it up, and smoothed it out. She grabbed the silver and green tie from the pile of clothing on her bed and tied it around her neck. She grabbed her schoolbag and walked down to the commonroom, sweater swung over her messangerbag style schoolbag. She sat down on one of the chairs and turned on the radio, a wizard rock group was playing.
She waited for a few minutes and then accioed her brush down from the girls' dorm room. She brushed out her short, wet, black hair, struggling every here and there with rather tough knots that had accumulated during the night. Finally finishing she walked back up to the dorm, threw her brush at her trunk, missed by about a foot, retrived it, and set it in the trunk. She then grabbed a book from her trunk and went back down to her seat in the commonroom. Sitting down comfortably she began to read the book she grabbed.
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