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 Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 2:24 am
Isis walked into the hall, eyes on her feet shuffling through to the table set apart for Ravenclaw. Usually she was there first, but the night before had been both pleasureable beyond her dreams, followed by immense pain.
Why had she done that last night?
She hadnt even realised she had walked down through the gryffindor tables until she bumped into the professor, mumbling an apology before walking on. It was only when she heard the sounds of Nyx's voice, those voicepatterns burned into her brain from last night along with the feel of the girls hands on her skin that she froze on the spot, slowly turning her head to the side.
There she was, no hat and a bit more feminine, but that trill rushing through Isis' body told her it couldnt be any other girl. Also, of course, that she couldnt move until Nyx had looked her in the eye...
s**t!! MOVE YOU DUMBASS!! Isis mentally screamed at herself, flinching visibly with a tiny squeek in surprise, her eyes instantly flicking away from Nyx's beautiful green...a green which had haunted her dreams during the night and made her flesh crawl in anticipation...
Isis brought her hand up, shielding her face from view and walking quickly towards the hall doors, weaving through the students expertly and getting as far away from the Gryffindor as fast as possible.
question was...would the girl recognize her and follow?
((HAH! I claim first post second page... <<...>>...rawr.))
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 2:32 am
Nyx groaned, pressing her palm against her head in frustration. Today would turn out to be very interesting, if this didn't let up. She wiped her hand down her face and sighed softly, once again looking around the hall- There! Golden honey eyes, sweet and mesmorizing and gentle. Isis. Her brain comprehended immediately, a very rare action for Nyx to complete. She was right there, in the room... Then she was going again. Where was she going? Right out the damn doors!
The Gryffindor jumped out of her seet and swung her book bag over her shoulder, running off through the crowd before any questions could be asked. She weaved through the crowd and smacked right into the closed door, only to push it open again and run outside to follow the mysterious Ravenclaw.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 8:24 am
"You try anything and I'll hex you inside out and stop Alair from healing you," he said. "Besides, how can I help myself when your reactions are always so adorable?" Draco sat back down and finished his toast. He knew without having to look that Alair was angry with him, probably furious. And I'm not a puppy either. He sulked slightly, sipping at a glass of pumpkin juice. It was slightly bitter and Draco set it down in distaste. "I should apologize," he said to no one in particular.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 3:30 pm
It had been a full two minutes and Alair's scilence was starting to get on Kiri's nerves. Alair was slouched in his chair, grumbling to no one in particular and not touching his breakfast, so Kiri decided it was time to take action. In one swift movement she grabbed her brother's fork, stabbed the closest food object on the man's plate and shoved it down Alair's throat. "Eat your ******** pancacks."
Alair choked and slipped down his chair at the harsh movement. Fork still lodged halfway down his thoat, Alair squaked the best he could, "Io Dughanna eaght tagh fhughing panchakes!!"
Somehow managing to understand her muffled sibling, Kiri shot back, "I don't care if you don't want to eat the ******** pancakes, you're gonna eat the damn things and you're going to stop moping like its the end of the world! Now I say again, Eat your ******** pancakes!" And with that Kiri made another shove down the man's throat, which brought Alair down so his head was flat against the seat of his chair.
In a valiant retaliation, Alair grabed Kiri's hand and pulled the fork out, still leaving the food in his mouth. After swollowing the food, Alair guided Kiri's hand straight into her thigh, using her own weapon against her. "Don't shove food down my throat!! Are you TRYING to kill me?!?!" The flusted brunette exclaimed.
Kiri yelped in pain but couldn't help laughing after. Though her ways may seem harsh and slightly insane, it was all in favore of cheering her brother up again. Plus, she usually did something violent to Alair before 9 o'clock, and it just wouldn't be the same without it.
Alair simpley sighed, defeated once again.
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 4:43 pm
Renee stroked the head of the 6 month old calico kitten in her lap. Orora was her name. "Do you think we'll make friends this year, Ora?" Ora was Renee's nickname for her cat. "I suppose not, but doubt is the enemy of the mind, as Domini says." She stroked the cat again and it jumped off her lap. "Go say hi to her for me." She called to the quickly fleeing cat and turned back to her food.
Domini smiled at Kiri and Alair. "Kiri, don't try to kill your brother this morning. I have a group of first years this morning and god knows how clumsy they are. Alair, eat your bloody pancakes so Kiri doesn't have to try to kill you to cheer up." She smiled even wider as Orora jumped up onto the staff table. "Well hello there, Ora. Come to say good morning?" The kitten purred in response. Her own cat, Binx jumped up onto the table and lightly batted the younger feline on the ear. "You're going to get hair on my food, you two" She picked them both up, setting Binx on the floor with a small bit of meat and Ora in her lap. "
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 7:31 pm
Kiri pulled the fork out of her pants before grinned at Domini . "Awe, but its one of my favorite past times!" the spunky teacher exclaimed sarcastically before patting Alair on the head.
The brunette didn't find it so funny on the other hand."I would have eaten them if I hadn't had a fork lodged down my throat a few seconds ago. And I'm perfectly cheerful thank you." At that moment he brutaly stabbed the sausage on his plate.
"Oh do quit your emo notions, they're very unattractive." Kiri humed articulatly and tugged on Alair's pony tail the second he was attempting to put the food in his mouth.
"I wanna eat my sausage!" Alair complained as Kiri continued to pull his head away from his food.
"Thats what he said." Kiri commented plesantly, making Alair's face turn scarlet.
"Bloody hell- can you not think about my sex life for five ******** minutes?!?" Alair hissed before chucking said sausage straight into Kiri's eye, who gasped appropiratly. Alair felt rather smug.
"Get your sausage out of my face!"
"Get your face out of my sausage!"
"Oh, its on now b***h!" Kiri called evily, and scooped up a hand full of hashbrowns.
"What, you want some of this?!" Alair shot back before abruptly stoping, thinking about what he just said, and bursting out laughing. The day that the timid school nurse used ghetto aggravation techniques in battle was the day of the Apocalypse. Oh where oh where were the storm clouds of frogs?
Kiri caught up a split second after and joined in, letting out an indecent snort, which caused her to blush, but continue laughing and half-heartedly dumped the hash-browns on Alair's head. "You b*****d!"
Alair just coninued to laugh, sinking into the back of his seat. "'Love ya Kiri~"
"Hate ya Ally~"Kiri called back cheerfully.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 8:17 am
Dom chuckled and shook her head lightly. She should be used to this. After all, it happen every morning. She put down her fork and picked up a piece of bacon and methodically picking it apart and sticking pieces in her mouth. She gave one to Ora and she scurried back to her owner, only to be replaced by Binx. "You just can't leave me alone, can you Binx?" She said to the feline, scratching him lightly on the head. He may have been at least ten years old, but he had the spirit and attitude of a two year old.
Renee looked down as Ora came running up with a piece of bacon in her mouth. "Looks like Domini gave you a treat." She said with a slight smile, picking the kitten up gently. Looking up at the staff table she locked eyes with Domini, who was absently stroking Binx's head. Renee nodded her greeting and Domini returned the gesture before Renee turned back to Ora. "I'm actually looking forward to this term. Isn't that odd? Then again, this is always better than home."
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 5:23 pm
Lucius sighs and shakes his head. "I remember when the teachers were proper..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 7:43 pm
Dom leaned forward to look at Lucius, resting her arms on the table. "For your information, Lucius, some of us are at least decently proper. And I doubt if the teachers here were ever completely proper. Not even McGonagall." She stated matter-of-factly. She smiled slightly and drained the last of the pumpkin juice from her goblet.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 8:11 pm
"You know what I mean..." He looks over at her. "You know perfectly well what I mean..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 8:16 pm
Dom set her cup down. "Of course I know what you mean. I always know what you mean. I always know what everyone means. I hate it at times." She said, absently stroking Binx's head. She watched, smiling, as Binx left her lap, jumped and climbed along the tops of the staff's chairs and decided to make himself comfortable on top of Draco's head.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 10:58 am
Draco looked up at the cat. "I'm not eating bacon and if I were, you couldn't have any." He picked that cat up off his head and rubbed it behind the ears. "And how are you?" he asked it. Binx was getting on in years, but he was still as devious as when Draco had met him. The cat snarfed the slice of bacon on Draco's plate. "You're evil. D'you know that?" He turned the cat over in his lap and petted his stomach. "If that stuff makes you ill, Dom will blame me, you know, and then you won't get to visit me anymore. Oh, don't look at me like that."
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 2:17 pm
Sky Meadows pushed the doors of the great hall open with a certain reluctance that came of not really wanting to be there, and made his way slowly towards the gryffindor table, shifting his bag into a more comfortable sit on his shoulder. He sat down at an empty seat and set down his bag with a sigh of relief; books were heavy. Pushing back his bleached dreadlocks so that they didnt interfear with his eating (he'd had more than a few embarrasing incidents) he speared two sausages with a fork and poured himself a goblet of pumpik juice. He started to eat; as he did so, one of his dreadlocks made the dreaded journey over his shoulder and dropped softly into his pumpkin juice. Cursing softly he flipped the offending thing back over his shoulder and wished that they were long enough to succesfulyl hold back with a hairtie. ah, well. If wishes were horses, beggars would....probably kill them and use them for food. He let the last thought drop, and listlessly continued to eat.
He was contemplating changing the colour of his hair again. He felt that there was something unflattering about the white locks next to his dark skin. He had only bleached them because Micheal had told him to, and had only kept them this long as a kind of memorial. He felt, now, that after four years, it was time to let go. He would probably just let them go back to their natural colour, but he might dye them bright blue or red. it was the type of thing Mike would have done, and he found that kind of thing apealed to him more and more as he got older.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 9:47 am
"Alright, lets hurry up already." Kiri cut off their giggle fest as everyone around them got settled.
Alair nodded in agreement and pulled himself back up. He brushed the greesy food out of his hair and mutterd a spell under his breath to tighty it back up.
"I wonder how much longer we got.." Kiri ponderd quietly while sipping her pumpkin juice.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 1:16 pm
Draco stood and, petting the cat, walked over to Domini. "I believe this devil is yours, Dom," he said, offering her the cat. "Though that one's mine," he said. He noticed at Alair's slightly disheveled state. "I'm sorry. He hasn't been bothering you, has he?" He sighed. "I just don't know what I'm going to do with him." He put the cat gently on her lap and took two steps towards Alair. " 'M sorry?" he said softly.
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