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singlikenoonecanhearyou Captain
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 Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 7:23 pm
~ Alison Nikolai~ ~3rd year Gryffindor~ (Yes these pictures are me)  
Al thought for a moment..
"I have plenty of good recent ones. Ever since I came to Hogwarts, life's been swell. And I had okay times with my grandparents...but I could rarely leave the house...I had okay times with some friends at the orphanage, but they all got adopted, and I never did. The times with dad...after mom left, well, once I turned seven, they weren't too great. And I can't remember much before that. So...I dunno. I probably do...." She looked down at the ground and sighed. Why was she thinking about this now? It was stupid, really.
"What about you?" She asked, curious to know what expieriences he may have. She didn't have too many good ones to go by. Her life had been switching, she never had one moral value, never had someone to look up to as a kid. Was just moved like furniture. So no, she didn't have fantastic ones she didn't want to let go of. Perhaps some moments when she was young had been funny, some good times. But they were marred by heartache and losses at a tender age.
      
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Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 7:44 pm
"Proud and so glorious standing before of us
Our swords will shine bright in the sky
When united we come to the land of the sun
With the heart of a dragon we ride" Drago Alta - 2nd year Gryffindor Drago looked down at Al. "Well, I'll make sure you have lots of great memories." He said, giving her a smile. He wanted her to be happy from now on. When she asked him about his experiences, he frowned as he tried to think. "I have some but they mostly included me in my room reading a new book. I didn't have any friends before I got here, and when my mum was sick, I was always scared I'd lose her too. There was this one time though," Drago said and couldn't help but smile at what had just popped into his head. "My dad had brought me and my sister to the museum for the first time when we were five. He had gotten permission from the Curator and we camped in the foam cave in the caveman exhibit. When we woke up, people were pointing at us and laughing." He was glad he still remembered that. With him being so young when his dad was killed, he didn't have much to remember.  "We are flying on wings in winter sky with fire burning deep inside
We are warriors of endless time forever and on
On wings of steel an ancient flight we see the powers that unite
The gods will now send us a sign of battle once more"
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