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 Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2021 4:59 pm
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Taylor Olson
Eleven Years Old - First Year - Gryffindor - Halfblood
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Taylor glanced over at the Hufflepuff table when Artemisia had confirmed which house she didn’t want to be sorted into. “Aside from it being your mum’s house, they don’t look so bad,” she mentioned. The house that she assumed would have the most problems, at least with kids in her year, was Slytherin after three out of four Wellbelove quadruplets were sorted. Briefly, she wondered if they had any relation to her mum’s clothing designer competition. If so, it looked as though Taylor may already have a few enemies. “It might be a good thing I didn’t get sorted into my mum’s house, too,” she thought out loud before turning back to Aria and placing a hand over hers. “Here’s to not being sorted into our parents’ houses,” she declared, offering the girl a smile.
Taylor grinned when Booker had admitted he was thrilled to have been sorted into Gryffindor. That made three for three – they were all happy with their house sorting. She listened to him go into detail about his family members who had attended Hogwarts and about how his mum thought he and his aunt were too similar. His explanation amused her, but Taylor rather enjoyed learning about Book’s background. “My aunt had the opposite problem,” she mentioned once Booker explained who Glynn was. “She was married, but her husband cheated on her, so she divorced him. He also didn’t know she got pregnant, so he doesn’t know he has a son.” Maybe sharing that information was too personal, and technically, she wasn’t supposed to know exactly what had happened. However, she overheard the conversation between her parents and her aunt when Kira had first found out that Justin was cheating.
“That’s cool – magical fireworks are much cooler than the ones muggles buy,” Taylor commented. She remembered when she had celebrated the New Year at a neighbour’s house and they handed out sparklers to everyone. The sparks had lasted for a ridiculously short period of time. “Mum’s a clothing designer and dad’s a Mediwizard at St. Mungo’s,” she responded before turning to Artemisia. “What about your parents?” There had been no mention of Aria’s dad so far. Taylor wondered if he was even around.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
If there is a question about my i n t e n t i o n s, I'll tell ya
I'm not here to sell ya or tell you to go to hell (I'm not a brat like that)
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Posted: Sat Jun 12, 2021 6:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2021 1:57 am
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 ✶☁DUANAIRE LIANE AINDRIAS-EVERAfifth year || Gryffindor prefect || halfblood
Art Club mapmaker || Quidditch chaser and vice captain
irregular attendee of any club events
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So obviously Ashton and Sparrow weren’t the only ones drinking last year.
Over the summer Aire had received a letter from Hogwarts--not informing her mums she was barely passing most of her classes like she expected, but saying she was prefect. Like...of Gryffindor House. In charge of things. Maya Masters had been prefect!
Aire’s first thought had been the owl or pelican had been drunk. Maybe a clerical error. She had meant to write back saying sphere must have been an error, but they’d spelled her name clearly and everything. Then she had found out that not only had she been made a prefect but Austen hadn’t? Yeah. The professors were all probably drunk and just….drew names out of a hat. (Hey, maybe that’s what the Sorting Hat did all year.) But even the chances of that happening? Nah, professors were definitely trolling.
Welp. Aire wasn’t nearly brave enough to approach the Staff table and tell Professor Harlowe there was clearly something wrong with this prefect thing, and she had lost the rock-paper-scissors with D’Artagnon, so here she was...with her first prefect duty. (Second really, but Aire had decided that the luggage carriage needed patrolling and spent the entire time putting cute animal stickers on random chests. No one would never know.) Last year Sparrow had given a whole speech about the history of Gryffindor House last year which Aire was not about to do. But uh. Right. Towards the end of dinner, she reluctantly leaned over. ”Hey cuz, I need your leg for a sec.”
Leg acquired, Aire hopped onto Gryffindor table and waved her cousin’s appendage for attention. Still holding the leg, she stuttered out: ”Uh. Hi! Um. If you’re new and don’t know where the dorms are, you should follow that guy. Or me. Yeah. Okay. Oh. Gryffindors I mean. Sorry. ...Okay.”
Aire pointed out D’Artagnon, and after a moment handed Harmony back her leg and hopped off, landing in a silent crouch. Yeah. Hopefully D’Artagnon was okay leading, because Aire’s usual way up to the dorms usually involved scaling a wall and she wasn’t sure she wanted tired first years trying that just yet.
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setting End of the 2053 Sorting Feast || with wayyyyy more Gryffindors than she rememebred
appearance 5'2", lithe || wearing uniform, tie askew with the prefect pin in the corner
status that was okay right? No one spontaneously combusted yet _______________//OOC: Just throwing this up there. No other posts because of how late it is! XD
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Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar
And tea and rum
One day, when the tonguing' is done
We'll take our leave and go.
☁✶~"The Wellerman" recorded by Neil Colquhoun. Cover by Malinda.
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2021 10:01 pm
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xx❈ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Great Hall - Gryffindor Table
xxx❈ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Torin!!!!
xxxx❈ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? We did it!
xxxxx❈ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Nice to know we're still similar!
Skyla was really excited when the hat said she had spirit and passion. How cool! It then sent her over to the house called Gryffindor. The ones wearing red cheered, so she sent a thumbs up to her twin, then hurried over, gasping as her robes lined with red. Whaaaaaaaat! Cool! Just as soon as she sat down, she looked over to watch Torin's sorting. After a second, he too was sorted into Gryffindor. They did it! The hat listened to her request. Or perhaps Torin also asked to be with her. The brunette was sat at the very end of the table, which would be perfect for Torin's wheelchair. Absolutely fabulous. Once he was over, she hugged him. "We did it, Tor! We got the same place! It's so cool! We're gonna party it up!" She was practically bouncing with joy.
You held me down, but I got up, already brushing off the dust
You hear my voice, you hear that sound, like thunder, gonna shake the ground
You held me down, but I got up, get ready 'cause I've had enough
I see it all, I see it now! I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter
Dancing through the fire 'cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar
Louder, louder than a lion 'cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2021 10:26 pm
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 Of course she was s a d but now
She's glad she dodged a b u l l e t
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Penelope Barrett
Seventeen Years Old - Seventh Year - Gryffindor - Reserve Keeper - Halfblood
Leader of the Art of the Sword - Leader of Namaste
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Penelope sat down at the Gryffindor table alone, facing the rest of the Great Hall. Others could join her if they wanted, but most of her friends were in other houses and unfortunately, the person she most wanted to avoid was in her house. However, Ashton hadn’t spoken with her last year, so she figured there was a slim chance he would try to this year. Penny’s gaze drifted over towards the Slytherin table, where Chadwick sat without Finley. She wondered if he felt lonely without his boyfriend as her gaze wandered further down the table and landed on Jessica for only a brief moment. After all, Penny didn’t want the younger girl to see her staring. Next, Penelope scanned the Ravenclaw table, making eye contact with Cenek. She gave him a small smile before scanning the Hufflepuff table, spotting Eden and Callie sitting together. Although she once had a crush on the blond boy, she did have to admit that they were rather cute together. Maybe even one year ago she wouldn’t have admitted that, even to herself, but a lot can change in a year. Her friendship with Eden was back to normal although she still felt a little awkward whenever Callie was around, unsure whether it was because Eden had rejected her or because she had slapped him at last year’s first Namaste meeting in front of his girlfriend. Besides, Callie hung out with Jess, and Penny saw enough of that girl at school and during the holidays.
Once the First Years were led into the Great Hall, Penelope searched for her brother and found him pretty easily. He looked rather cute, she thought, although most eleven year olds were to some extent. For a moment, she couldn’t believe that the time had finally come where she was in her final year at Hogwarts, and he was beginning his first. Penelope would help him where needed this year, but she couldn’t be around to babysit all the time, and especially not for the years to follow. Part of her wanted him to join her in Gryffindor, but if he did, she knew she’d try to baby him too much. Plus, he’d probably annoy her way too often – at least until he got bored and ditched her for somebody else, which he was known to do. When Syd’s name was called, she watched intently and cheered when he was sorted into Ravenclaw. Well, he’d be with Cenek, so if Penny ever needed someone to spy and tell her what he was up to, she had someone.
((OOC: quoting everyone that was mentioned))
It took a few y e a r s to soak up the tears
But look at her now, w a t c h her go
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Posted: Fri Oct 08, 2021 7:25 am
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Feb 09, 2022 10:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2022 3:13 pm
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Taylor Olson
Thirteen Years Old - Third Year - Gryffindor - Halfblood
Member of the Daily Dragon, Art Club, and Dueling Club
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Taylor watched the sorting, waiting as patiently as she could for her brother’s sorting. Why couldn’t their name start with an A? As each student was sorted, she huffed and sighed in desperation for time to move quicker, but clapped when someone was placed in Gryffindor. Finally, Mason Olson had been called. Taylor sat up straighter and leaned forward, awaiting his house to be called. Part of her assumed he’d be sorted into Gryffindor with her, so when Hufflepuff was called, she was a little taken aback. Nonetheless, she cheered for her brother. “At least he didn’t get Slytherin,” she commented to no one in particular. Taylor knew for a fact that the Wellbeloves would have given him a hard time, and she didn’t need yet another reason to hate them.
Her attention mostly stayed on the sorting, but her ears perked up when she heard ‘Tittensor’. “Isn’t that the same last name as the guy who started the fire at the Winchester Estate?” she asked a housemate sitting next to her. Taylor was definitely going to have to do some digging. She was sure she’d find out soon enough after hearing about whether or not he had gotten beat up. Too many wizards and witches died that evening, her grandparents included, and she knew she was far from being the only student in this room affected by such a tragedy.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
If there is a question about my i n t e n t i o n s, I'll tell ya
I'm not here to sell ya or tell you to go to hell (I'm not a brat like that)
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2022 7:48 am
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2022 6:14 am
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2022 6:06 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2022 8:43 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2022 8:58 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2022 3:09 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2022 7:18 pm
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We are young
We are strong
We're not looking for where we belong
We're not cool
We are free
And we're running with blood on our knees
Muggleborn ⚝ Grчffındor Second Yeαr ⚝ a** Kıcker
*¸.✬★*´´☽ Nare wrinkled her nose a bit at the stuffy tone Aria used (she sounded a bit like her vice principal during conferences). It made her unconsciously sit up straighter at the table from where she'd comfortably slouched. Thankfully though it didn't last and Aria seemed to turn back into the teenager she was and discussed her summer. It seemed boring to her to just study but meh, she didn't have some big life altering tests to take this year, what did she know? Those were yeeeaarrrsss away! "Lazy's good though! It was summer break! We're s'posed to like, stay up late, wake up late, eat the wrong kinda foods late, do everything late! It's awesome!" she exclaimed eyes shining with her words. And to make things better, Aria was a teenager! She could stay up later, go places completely by herself, see cooler movies, ugghhh. She really couldn't wait for her next birthday.
Nare's mental list of teenagedom was interrupted though when she was asked about her own summer causing her to bounce slightly as she recounted. "Pretty good! I was a bit bummed that I missed out on certain races back home but I still lucked out and got to be part of the summer series. I even managed to pre-qualify! I got knocked out the second race but, it was still pretty cool! I was one of the youngest in my new league but no one was really prissy about it, and I even got allot of great ideas for next year!" She might've ran on a bit but sue her! She'd lamented practically all of last year about missing the beginning races while being finally old enough to compete in older series sets.
"'Sides all that though I hung out with family, and me and Da took a road trip to the coast. We hadn't been in a while so it was allot of fun! Da was still complaining about finding sand even taking me to the station." Nare lightly cackled.
I could change the world
I can make it better
Kick it up and down
Took a chance on me
When you fake a smile
And you think you're better
Gonna put it down
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