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 Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 3:48 pm
 ⒩⒜⒯⒣⒜⒩⒤⒠⒧ ⒲⒜⒭⒟ - ２ｎｄ ｙｅａｒ She was really working hard. Nathaniel felt very proud for some reason. She made him aspire for something. "More flying time at the cost of some more lessons ?" he wondered out loud. "I guess you'll also have to be the prime witness to my skills." he pointed to his almost century old broom. His Moontrimmer never liked him. He was sure of it. He could stay on his mount for hours, zooming around. But skills ? A bit clumsy, resourceful for the least.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 3:57 pm
'You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;' Ginelle Ginny Alaine DeLuccia . Thinking . . Speaking . . Action .
Ginny laughed lightly at his comments. Of course she would take another class if it allowed her to spend more time on her broom. The only problem was, she could have been using this time to catch up on her assignments. But, that would just have to wait. She wasn't that far behind, she just owed a paper in charms, and an assignment in Muggle Studies. That was all though. "Your skills, huh? I can't wait to see the master at work." She wanted to race him, to be honest. Although she was on the quidditch team, he had probably been flying longer than her, so he may have known a bit more. She could never know just through assumptions though.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 4:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 4:30 pm
'You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;' Ginelle Ginny Alaine DeLuccia . Thinking . . Speaking . . Action .
She shook her head. He must have been better than he was telling her. She refused to believe that Nathaniel had only been an apprentice. "I highly doubt that, Nathan. I'm sure you fly just fine." She said with a smile upon her lips. Ginny laughed internally. I'm spending time with Nathaniel! was all she could think. She was just so crazed...
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 5:12 pm
⒩⒜⒯⒣⒜⒩⒤⒠⒧ ⒲⒜⒭⒟ - ２ｎｄ ｙｅａｒ (Got to leave some computer time for the teacher.)
Nathaniel kept his smile too. He could never stop grinning. "Yes well, since we're disputing the capacity of my skills, how about we have a match ? Later maybe ?" he put out his hand.
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2011 5:22 pm
'You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;' Ginelle Ginny Alaine DeLuccia . Thinking . . Speaking . . Action .
His hand was out. A race? It sounded like fun to her. She had no choice but to put her hand in his and shake for confirmation. "Sounds good to me. We have to have some sort of wadger though.. What do you say, the person to lose has to... tell the other person something about themeselves that they didn't know." Ginelle had no idea what she had coming for her. Hopefully I don't lose though... That would suck... Would that mean she would have to confess about her crush? She hoped not. Was there something else he didn't know about her?
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 8:38 am
Amelia Frances Joan
 Remembering their discussion in Charms Amelia's eyes widened a little. Woah, Ginny was going to tell him soon? Maybe she wasn't expecting to lose, but the possibility was still there. Why else would she say it if she didn't mean to tell him. Either way, with her courage, Amelia knew that she had all rights to Nathaniel. There wasn't much that would talk her into telling him of her crush. It made her disappointed with herself; obviously whoever said it first seemed to have won. She tried to tell herself that Nathaniel probably didn't like her anyway. She was too weird looking. She let her hair fall into her face, frowning at it. If only she looked normal. She would have so many friends if she did. To be a brunette was one of her dreams. But she'd tried to dye her hair before, and it hadn't worked. Then she remembered Colovaria. The older years had to do it, but maybe it would work herself. Picking up a strand, she played with it, murmuring, "Black, maybe? Or perhaps brown. Or maybe a bright blue..." Her hand went into her pocket to fiddle with her wand. It was a nice thought, to be normal. Maybe it would work on her eyes too.
First Year Ravenclaw
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 9:46 am
Meiko noticed Antoinette come in class. She looked away and noticed her friend Amelia seemed unusual, as she watched her, and Ginny with a Hufflepuff chat amongst themselves. She grinned to herself and thought. "Oh, I get what's happening here..."
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2011 5:18 pm
“He lives the poetry that he cannot write. The others write the poetry that they dare not realise.” - Oscar Wilde (Gah. Writer's block.)
Nathaniel shook Ginelle's hands, enjoying the brief contact. "Fine, a secret for another secret." he agreed. He thought of what he could tell, didn't they talk about everything now ? He wondered... No way he'd lose. Wouldn't it be embarrassing ? Nathan's mind went blank. Since their deal was done, there was nothing more to add. Only wait until the race. He glanced to his side, where Amelia stood. Seems he always ended sandwiched between those two. She was murmuring something, he hadn't paid attention to it. Nathaniel couldn't stop remembering how much he usually found her in deep thought. Sometimes, he wished he could toss aside that veil of hair. Ever hiding behind it.
₦ᎪᏆ♅Ꭺ₦ᎥᎬᏞ ᎳᎪᏒᎠ - 2ℕᎠ ᎽᎬᎪᏒ
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 8:23 am
Amelia Frances Joan
As if she felt his gaze on her, Amelia raised her head, releasing her hair. She looked at him funny for a second, as if she was trying to tell if he knew her thoughts. Then she broke out into a smile. Naw, he didn't know. She decided to talk to him, since Ginny seemed to be done. Knowing she could not win a match probably against either of them, she leaned over and whispered into Nathaniel's ear, "So, what's your secret?" She would do the same to Ginny, though she already guessed hers, it was merely that Nathaniel was directly beside her, making it much better for in class whispering. Still, she said it teasingly, not expecting a true answer.
First Year Ravenclaw
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 2:43 pm
“He lives the poetry that he cannot write. The others write the poetry that they dare not realise.” - Oscar Wilde It was Nathaniel's turn to hide. Although, since his hair was short, he could only bow his head down. He didn't expect Amelia to answer so close to him. He was even blushing, hoping it wouldn't be noticed. Especially by the girls at his side. He glanced at Ginelle, just to be sure she wasn't listening. "Hmm. You'd really like to know huh ? I'm not sure I should share it with an eavesdropper." he whispered back in the same teasing tone.
₦ᎪᏆ♅Ꭺ₦ᎥᎬᏞ ᎳᎪᏒᎠ - 2ℕᎠ ᎽᎬᎪᏒ
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 3:37 pm
Amelia Frances Joan
Amelia bit her lip. God, he was adorable. She was allowed to notice right? Trying to keep from blushing herself, she murmured in response, "I could argue it's your fault for leaving me out of the conversation." she teased back, a smile helping her hide her blush. She liked that he'd know she was merely teasing, that she wasn't taking any offense at it. It was like they could read each other; that was something that pleased her. Even though he did the same thing probably with Ginny. Glancing at him again, she wondered. What would Ginny say if she liked him too? Light competition was fun, but would the two of them take it seriously? She hoped not, though it was what she used when she decided not to talk to Gin about it.
First Year Ravenclaw
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 3:47 pm
'You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve, and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart;' Ginelle Ginny Alaine DeLuccia . Thinking . . Speaking . . Action .
Ginny watched the two of them whisper back and forth. For a moment, she thought she saw something on Amelia's face, but she could have been wrong. She may not have been an empath like Amelia, but she definitely could tell that Amelia was hiding something from her. She didn't say anything, she didn't really feel anything either. She started to think that maybe it was a bad idea for her to have told Amelia what she thought of Nathaniel. What if that made her realize something about herself? What if Amelia started to feel something for Nate too? That would make things so much worse. But, at that moment, with a smile on her face, she decided that it was all Nathaniel's choice. If he chose Amelia, yeah she would be a bit depressed, but Ginny would support his and her choice one hundred percent. If he chose her, then she could only hope that Amelia would be as supportive. "Hey, hey. What are you two whispering about?" she asked jokingly, as if she were a motherly figure trying to get her children to laugh.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 4:05 pm
“He lives the poetry that he cannot write. The others write the poetry that they dare not realise.” - Oscar Wilde Nathaniel chuckled at Ginelle's intervention. There it was. It was as if he could never get a moment without having either of those two nosing in. Or was it annoying ? He could never figure out what was about those two. When he thought he'd lean on someone he always had the other pulling him back. That's it. He needed some alone time later. Flying lessons were slow so more group whispering couldn't hurt. Even if he couldn't sort out his head. "Now, now Ginny. You should start thinking about what you'll have to say if I win later." He grinned. "Amelia here tried to get me to tell mine in an early start. I was just about to reply that if she wanted to join in, she could've just made a move and not stand there looking gloomy" He nudged Amelia.
₦ᎪᏆ♅Ꭺ₦ᎥᎬᏞ ᎳᎪᏒᎠ - 2ℕᎠ ᎽᎬᎪᏒ
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 4:39 pm
Amelia Frances Joan
Laughing easily at his teasing of Ginny, Amelia tacked on to his explanation, "I'll ask you next, so you have to think of it." But upon hearing his response, she pouted almost instantaneously. "I don't look gloomy!" She looked at Ginny for confirmation.
First Year Ravenclaw
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