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[24 Jan 2008|06:05am] |
Who: Faye and Stavros.
Where: Slytherin common room.
When:Wednesday, late evening.
What:just conversation.
Faye had impatiently waited for the laughter and giggling to die out in the common room. She didn't particularly liked to socialize, not with the younger students and especially not when she had to study for potions. It was strange how Slytherin common room always seemed to be occupied by gossiping girls and boys who seemed determined to destroy half of the furniture. Honestly, didn't her housemates have something better to do with their miserable lives than indulging in such childish behavior?
She breathed a sigh of relief as the last of students headed off to their respective beds and she was able to make herself comfortable on one of the couches. The flames in the fireplace were still happily licking at the seemingly never ending supply of wood, and she felt her entire body relax as she opened her thick book.
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[24 Jan 2008|02:09pm] |
Who: Sebastian and Brigitte
Where: Outside Great Hall
When: Thursday Evening
What: Sebastian has his book.
Sebastian leaned against the doors of the Great Hall after dinner. Honestly, he didn't know why he was even bothering to lend this stupid Slytherin girl his book. Most likely she'd lose it, and he'd be the one to have to go buy another. Rich idiots like Brigitte really got on his nerves.
Still, he was a nice guy, and she had asked. He wasn't going to outright tell her no...yet.
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[24 Jan 2008|04:41pm] |
Who: Lance Delaney and OTA
Where: Behind the Greenhouses
When: Thursday Afternoon
What: Lance is being anti-social
Lance Delaney had never been one to study in the library, too many people. He usually just checked out a few books and either went back up to his dorm or when outside depending on the weather. It was just a plus that he liked the outdoors. And it also just so happened that very few people ever when behind the Greenhouses, which made it Lance's favorite spot to go when he got out of Herbology.
He had his books and papers spreading out across the ground and he sat with his legs crossed. He wasn't doing his homework, he had finished it last night, but he was studying for his O.W.L.'s. He would not accept less that E's from himself. Which is why he was studying. Or at least that's what he should have been don't, but instead he was staring absentmindedly at the pages before him, daydreaming of home.
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[24 Jan 2008|04:55pm] |
Who: Bella and OTA
Where: An Empty Classroom
When: Thursday Evening
What: Dancing
If there was one thing Bella missed, besides her father, was their tradition of dancing before bed. Of course, she would never admit that to anyone but her father. She loved to dance, even when nobody was around. So that night she had took the CD player that her father had given her in her third year, grabbed her favorite album, and had found a nice abandoned classroom.
After she had checked to make sure the class was fully abandoned, she slipped on the headphones and closed her eyes. It didn't take long until she started to dance around, caught up in the song. Dancing like she did when she was a little girl. In fact, she was so caught up in the music that she didn't notice someone else walk into the room.
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[24 Jan 2008|10:19pm] |
Who: Chuck and Lucy
What: Post hospital wing visit
Where: Hospital wing
When: Friday night
Enough was enough. Lucy could have kicked and screamed, but Chuck had promised to get her to the nurse if he had to carry her there over his shoulder. She wasn't healthy, by any means, and he couldn't bear to see her like this anymore. It was far more stressful than he could have ever imagined, and obviously the best way of dealing with it was to get her better, and fast.
Then maybe he could sleep again. And perhaps forget all this love nonsense? It was his biggest hope at the moment that this was just some phase. That maybe all this was brought on because of what happened to Lucy, and not because he actually cared-which would make more sense-but he had this sinking sensation that maybe that wasn't the case. Chuck was trying very hard to squelch it though, but honestly wasn't doing a very good job.
Chuck paced around waiting for Lucy to finish with the nurse. Having gotten her this far, he felt ridiculous just leaving her alone, and probably wouldn't have even if she'd asked him to. And so he was pacing. And waiting. And worrying.
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[24 Jan 2008|10:53pm] |
Who: Blair and Aubrey
When: Thursday night
Where: Room of Requirement
What: Fingerpainting!
Rating: TBD
An ornately-carved wooden door materialized in the wall, and Blair pushed it open. Inside, she was greeted by the most delightful sight: a brightly-lit room with a number of bean-bag chairs, several huge rolls of paper, and every colour of paint imaginable. She could hear old muggle rock music coming from somewhere, but she wasn't sure where.
She stepped inside and stripped off her robes to reveal old jeans and a plain white tank top - perfect clothes for getting messy.
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