| locked to draco & pansy |
[Mar. 29th, 2008|01:53 am] |
WHO: Draco & Pansy
WHAT: Pansy's mad; Draco's wanting his friend back.
WHEN: Following this.
WHERE: Slytherin Common Room
RATING: PG. They've been using some harsh language!
Pansy slammed her legens shut with a thud. Luckily, she was alone so her nosy roommates wouldn't pry into what had her so upset. Hannah Abbott? That prissy and sniveling Hufflepuff? Completely frustrated, she threw the journal across the room, not caring that it banged against the wall. She let out an angry grunt before walking to grab it up again. She hid it and tossed a glance at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were red from crying and her hair had a million fly aways thanks to laying on a pillow. Growing even more annoyed, she snatched her wand and uttered a few of her favorite glamor charms. Finally feeling presentable, she headed down to the common room.
Arriving, she plopped down on one of the couches to wait. She crossed her arms, a scowl taking over her entire face. Hannah Abbott. Honestly. |
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| In the Common Room [open] |
[Mar. 9th, 2008|08:23 pm] |
Amber stared at the letter in disgust. In the back of her mind, she knew she should be enjoying this moment. It was the calm before the storm. One of the last few precious moments she'd have to herself before the flood of good wishes and plans started hitting her. That didn't make it any easier for her to stop looking at the letter though.
Her mother was getting married. When had this happened? How had this happened? Her mother wasn't supposed to get married. It wasn't right! It didn't make sense at all. Her mother couldn't love this man. It wasn't possible. And they didn't need his money. Amber bit her lip at the thought. They didn't need his money, did they?
Amber crumpled the letter and dropped it onto the floor, suddenly too exhausted to think about disposing of it properly. This had to be a joke of some sort. An early April Fools, perhaps. That was the only possibility that made sense. |
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| Sappho Leaves her Sickbed to Talk to Severus |
[Feb. 12th, 2008|10:16 pm] |
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Sappho used a quick Scourgify on her teeth, threw on her dressing gown, and wobbled down to the Slytherin Common room. She would have given anything to have a few more minutes to fix herself up, although she didn't really have the strength for that anyway. As much as she would have preferred to put on her face and brush her hair first, however, Severus needed her, and that was more important than how she looked.
He was waiting, just as he said he would be, right outside the door that led to the girl's dormitories. Just over the threshold, in fact, which was probably as far as he could go without setting off the spells designed to keep boys out. When she saw him, she smiled, but automatically raised her hands to her head to pat down her hair. "I'm sorry you have to see me like this, my Prince. I'm sure I must look dreadful."
[Backdated to immediately following this.] |
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| Slytherin 5th Year Boy's Dormitory [backdated to late last night] |
[Jan. 21st, 2008|01:03 am] |
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Severus sighed as he entered the dormitory, pulling off his cloak. Everybody seemed to be asleep, so he cast a quick Muffliato Charm before venturing too far into the room. He'd learnt the hard way that Rosier didn't take too well to being woken in the wee hours of the morning. After a quick inspection to make certain the curtains were closed on all the beds except his own, he risked lighting the candle on his bedside table. Unbuttoning his robes with one hand, he retrieved his nightshirt off the foot of his bed and sat down, toeing off his boots. His rounds had seemed interminable tonight.
Though he knew he hadn't been a great deal of fun when he'd been with Sappho earlier in the evening, he wanted nothing more than to be with her now. To rest his head on her shoulder and hear her tell him that everything was going to be all right. Even if he didn't believe her. Not yet, anyway. Pity he couldn't sneak into the girl's side of the dormitories and crawl into bed with her. He might be able to disable the spells that kept boys out of the girls' rooms, but he'd probably get them both expelled if he tried. It wasn't even about trying to get into her knickers. He just wanted -- needed -- to be close to her right now. But that would have to wait until morning.
[Open to Draco] |
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| In the Common Room (open) |
[Dec. 27th, 2007|11:26 pm] |
Layla sat, nose in a book and hand furiously taking notes on seemingly endless miles of parchment. She was surrounded on all sides by books. Some might find this incredibly stressful, but she was used to it and she was comfortable with it.
The castle was getting rather lonely, Layla thought as she mentally divided the average number of students staying by the four houses and realized just how small a number she would run into here. Of course, the new students made things more interesting. She had seen them around but not had a chance to talk to any of them extensively.
She was surprised to hear someone walk into the common room. Her head jolted up, but she caught herself in time to say a competent, "Hello!" |
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