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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 8:29 pm
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 8:47 pm
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 9:41 pm
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 10:52 pm
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 11:19 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 8:43 pm
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 11:10 pm
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 12:35 am
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 9:28 am
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Slip out the back before they know you were there
and at the worst you'll see nobody cares, you don't want to be around when it all goes down...
William Dante Nott the Third
Fourth Year, Slytherin
With a genuinely acknowledged nod to Matthew Warren, Tay’s vast, widespread threads of attention travelled, spinning webs around students and emotions and memories. "William Dante Nott the Third.... I'll find you." His paranoia had long since swept in and began to crawl under his skin, but he distracted himself, stowing the velvet pouch of treasured trinkets in his pockets, occasionally brandishing the petite coin purse to offer several individual first years their share of delight. He had never truly taken a seat for his duration at the Slytherin table, and even now, he hovered behind the backs of others and relished in the shadows of disguise. ”…Of course,” Tay decided, you can trust me, but the thought was suppressed and he bade a silent nod to Ronyo Storm. Reminding himself of all that he had planned, and all that he was striving for.
The prefects were nowhere to be found, and a sixth year had strutted forth, Shin Sever—he knew the boy long before his days at Hogwarts, but they were both very different now. He ushered the first years, and all others to join him down to the common room, but Tay had lingered behind. He stood the furthest from the staff table, but even so, his eyes had caught those of Professor Sillia Rosier. Statuesque of rock and iron, he was thrust back with brimming memories pooling all around. Russia, his visit there had flooded it’s thoughts and all of the secrets that had come with it; his intents, her purposes. The hand was dealt and cards were played, but this time, this time, Tay knew whose hands were stacking the deck.
The ornate mansion he had found himself in the middle of frozen Russia had long since decayed, shattered to a remnant, a shell of its former glory now slaughtered to waste. But even Tay knew there was still magic and might hidden beneath the floorboards and within the cracks of every wall; Professor Rosier must have known it too. There was history still concealed within its walls, a similar, familiar glow of light and acknowledgement that both student and mentor had penetrated with an understanding. There were debts to be repaid, secrets to be kept, empires to be built and broken, and most importantly, a war that had to be kept shrouded—for now.
William Dante Nott the Third had nodded his head just then, after a long moment’s deliberation of seemingly staring into space, but his eyes had long since held the firm grasp of the transfigurations professor until he had spun on his heel to depart down to the dungeons, only more than eager, to disperse from the distorted crowd to find his king, and his new body. But before he left, he curled close to one girl in particular with an enchanted serpentine bracelet, placing a simple yet heavy hand on her forearm to grasp her attention--his silent steps never would have caught her if his shadow hadn't. He ushered a low, hushed whisper, his breath dripping down her neck and weaving through her hair to tickle down along her ear, "-I know we've just met, but, we have much to discuss." A smile tainted his lips, and it could be heard in his scarcly whispered words, and that haunting breath that trickled her neck would last long after he had swirled and disappeared without a sound.
╔══════════════╗ Location: Slytherin Table was with Warren and Storm, and then Selene Gilette and now leaving to the Dungeons Mood: Reminiscent ╚══════════════╝
..even heroes know when to be scared.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 1:46 pm
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 9:57 pm
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 6:39 am
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So you wanna call me the devils' advocate But you don't even know the half of it I was raised to believe in miracles My life is so cold
Third Year, Slytherin Seeker ╔════▄▀▄▀▄▄▀▄▀▄════════════════════════╗
After at least an hour of mind numbing chatter, fiddling and pushing her food across her plate, and half-hearted smiles, Annabelle found herself ready to explode. No one would have been the wiser; after all, she was far too skilled to falter. Her smile was wide, and bright, brimming with a profound sense of innocence and ease. No doubt, there was certain warmth akin to her soul, one that could simply absorb pain, and misery, and forlorn hope, taking all of it within and extending nothing but a smile of sheer, pure, innocence. It was in her blood, her mother’s blood—it was the Mark of Montague, to be sure.
But when the time had stretched on, and it was time to retreat, Belle was one of the first to stand. She hovered away from the table, slinking into the dungeons with a curious eye on her tail, simply wondering, how long it would take before Hildegard followed her.
~Next Post: Slytherin Common Room~
Location: Slytherin Table Desires: Happpiness Troubles: Patience
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Does what I'm wearing seem to shock you?..... Well, that's okay 'Cause what I'm thinking about you..... is not okay I've got it on my mind to change my ways But I don't think I can be anything other than me No, I don't think I can be anything other than me
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Posted: Wed Jun 27, 2012 11:06 pm
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☽═━┈━┈━═☾ Anyanka Swan Headmistress ☽═━┈━┈━═☾
It was time for the End of the Year Feast, a celebration that the year had been completed and a last dinner for those who were graduating. Anya stepped up to the podium and the owl spread its wings, ushering the room into silence. She cleared her throat. "Welcome to the End of the Year Feast, ladies and gentlemen. We made it to the end of another year. For some of us, this was an easy year filled with laughs and friendship and for others, it was a year filled with strife. But for everyone, it was a year of learning and growing, of changing and evolving. In the end, we'll all be better off for it. Now, on to business. First off, I would like to congratulate all of our graduates on finishing their time at Hogwarts. From here, you will go on to bigger and greater things. And finally, the moment you all have been waiting for, the House Cup. It has been a trying year, but after all the points were tallied up, it seems this year's House Cup winner is Slytherin!" As she revealed the winners, the banners around the Great Hall changed to green and silver banners. "Let us all wish a congratulations to our classmates in Slytherin and enjoy the feast." At long last, the feast food appeared on the tables.
⇨{Out of Character}⇦
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2012 11:01 pm
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