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 Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 2:43 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 11:35 am
Username: MorganaTheBlackWitch
Name: Kane LoneHeart
Age / Year: 11 first year
Blood: Kane is Half.
Wand: White oak, unicorns heart strings, 16 inches.
House: Gryiffindore
Quidditch: No but he is oftne found watching them practice, with a look of longing on his face.
Broom: Na/
Apperence:Kane LoneHeart has black hair his skin is moon colored pale, he is shorter then the average 11 year old, Kane wears the normal colored robes, his left hand has a glove arround it.
Personality: Kane dosen't like to speak his mind, and isn't very confident in himself, he hadn't exspected to be sorted into Gryiffindore and was surprised when he was. He has doubts about the sorting hats ablities.
History: Kane's Father an arura by the name of, Arthur is a stone cold man, Kanes Mother died sortly after Kane was born, but fo the LoneHeart it is regular many of there family memebers are killed. No one knows why only that they are trageted by dark wizards.
Pet(s): Kane has a pet bat, named Scrubmarge, that he smuggled with him.
Other:kkb]
((Btw what are Lillys friends names?))
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MorganaTheBlackWitch Crew
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 8:14 am
(Lets say like in my Lily Evans one; Gwyn, Alice, Allyssa and who else was there again? I think that's it!)
There always...watching...always.....w.at.chi.ng...
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 6:12 pm
[Kane cannot have a dorm all to himself. He will sleep with the rest of the first years and that's final! Otherwise, he's accepted.]
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 6:58 pm
[Is that alright Talon?}]
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 7:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 8:13 pm
[Read what I said a couple posts up!]
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 11:14 am
[Oh. Actually, that's what I based it on. XD Look at the Gryffindoors. whee And I must make Slytherin profiles!]
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 11:47 am
Username: Saint of Death / TheGrayCoyote
Name: Severus Snape
Age / Year: 14 / 4th
Blood: Half
Wand: Ebony, thestral feather, 13"
House: Slytherin
Quidditch: No.
Broom: No.
Apperence: 
Personality: Severus Snape is cold, dark, and thoroghly closed off to the world. Rarely he is seen except during classes, unless he's being tortured by Potter and company. When Severus does not want to be found, he won't be found. It would appear that Severus knows Hogwarts better than even Albus Dumbledore himself. (Oh yeah, this is the year they make the map, I think. xd ) He despises the Hospital Wing, and detests the Slytherin Common Room. Severus strongly dislikes being cornered and flinches everytime he sees someone hurt another person, possibly due to his childhood. He absolutely loathes Potter and his little gang of Gryffindoor's, and sorely wishes he hadn't submitted to the other Slytherins and gone calling muggle-born's 'mudbloods', as he lost his only friend, Lily Evans, due to the fact. Speaking of Lily, Severus pretends to hate her, hate her help, but really he cares for her as if she were a sibling of his, if he had any siblings.
History: He is abused by his muggle father, Tobias Snape, when at his house, and Hogwarts isn't much better, thanks to Potter and his gang. He avoids everyone as much as he can, often hiding in the dungeons of the library. He is insanely knowlegable on the topics of potions, defense against the dark arts, and the dark arts. He knows the dungeons like the back of his hand, and, often as not, gets Potter and company lost down there when they try to corner while in the castle. Severus also knows the library just as well as the librarian, and knows the Infirmary fairly well, having been up there on several occasions, not always due to Potter. (As in, usually on the first day back, he's in the Hospital Wing during the sorting.) Also, when he was much younger, about eight, his father raped him in one of his 'moods' whilst drunk. Severus refuses to talk about what happens at his house.
Pet(s): None.
Other: Though he'll never admit it, he enjoys pretending that Wrackspurts, Louphins, Crumple-horned Snorkacks, etc. exist and they're the reason his life is so horrible. Again, he'd never admit it.
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 12:27 pm
[May we begin the trouble?]
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2007 8:54 pm
[Trouble? Oh, you mean that potion Remus was trying to make? Or Padfoot and Prongs? confused xd Lmao.
Yes, Aerith. Let us begin.]
Myst curled up very similarly to a cat in the corner nearest the window in her lone compartment. Her bare, tanned neck faced the bland pale sand brown ceiling and her left arm hung over the edge of the burgundy satin seat leaving the long fingers to barely touch the soft brown carpet. Myst's right arm lay over her legs, her knees touching her chest. She stared up at the mild roof day dreaming about what this year at Hogwarts would be like.
Sirius laughed, nearly falling off of the seat. He'd been laying with his head in Remus's lap, and James had just made some smart remark about Sirius and his 'f** tendencies'. Still, Sirius as only Sirius could, remained in his wolfish friend's lap, grinning up crazily at the blushing boy. Suddenly, he did fall off the seat. "Remie! You abuse me!" he giggled, before hopping up into Prongs's lap instead, giving Remus his puppy dog look that no one - Marauder or otherwise (except Snivilius) - could resist before laughing again. He didn't seem to notice Peter's sullen look and increasing nervousness.
Severus curled tighter into a small black ball, furiously shaking himself, as if the tremors would rid himself the memories he was reliving.
'No!' he hear his mother sob, 'No! Not Severus! Not him!' Severus scrambled further into the little crevice between the couch and the wall of the living room, away from his drunken father. His mother sobbed again, 'God, Tobias! Take me instead! Just don't hurt him. Please . . . please don't hurt him.' He could almost see his father grinning as he heard him turn, leaving the trembling black shadow forgotten. 'Very well, Ellen,' he foul man hissed. Slap! Scream. He shuddered, trying to drown out his mother's pain with his own as he dug himself further into the wall. Tears streamed down his face freely now, he no longer tried to hold them back. This would be the last memmory of his mother he'd ever have, being raped and beaten to death by his drunk of a father, he knew.
Severus forced himself to realty by driving his long nails into his forearm, gasping in pain as he did so. But that was nothing - nothing - compared to what he'd already experienced.
"Again?" he heard Bellatrix ask mildly, Severus nodded, squeezing he eyes shut. He didn't trust himself to speak as he forced the tears back. Fingers ran along his bent spine in a comforting manner. Narcissa, he thought. Only she would go so far as to touch him, even if it was to calm him.
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2007 12:58 pm
[Hahahaha yes.]
Remus's eye brow raised up high. "Sirius, Sirius, you are the one who was laying in my lap. So of course I had to abuse you." He smirked evilly. Remus saw Peter gulp as he moved away from his fellow friends. Remus looked over at him.
"Whats wrong Wormtail?" He asked confused, Peter was acting more odd then usual and he was wondering why the boy was even their friend. He acted strange and disappeared on a great deal of occasions.
James smirked as he threw Sirius off, of him as well. "Padfoot, you eat too much, your way to heavy then usual!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 12:49 pm
Sirius pouted beside Peter. He growled ahppily, searched for prying eyes, and when he was sure no one was watching, he tranfigured into a giant, shaggy black dog. 'Trouble' hopped up into Remus's lap again and looked up with those same begging eyes as before.
Sirius lay belly facing the ceiling on James's bed. 'I'm a dog! A pet. I need a name!' Remus laughed, laying back over his knees. 'I dunno. We got Ratty here,' he said, ruffling Peter's hair playfully. The shy boy shook his head. 'Ratty? I thought I was going to be Scabbers!' James then butted in, tossing Sirius's head from his lap. Remus patted the rebuked teen's head as James said, 'Alright, Siri, you want a name? I dub you . . . Snuffles!' Everyone busted out laughing at that. 'No, I'm serious!' Sirius slapped James, 'Nuh uh! I am!' Everyone laughed again. 'And anyway, there's no way I'll settle for Snuffles! It's degrading.' James laughed, 'Exactly my point, m'boy!' Sirius swatted at the laughing teen. 'Why not Trouble?' Peter pipped up. 'That's it!' Remus exclaimed, 'Peter, you're so good at making up names!' The smaller boy beamed. 'Trouble it is, then, Sirius, dear!' James giggled. 'I'm not the deer! That's you!' Everyone laughed again.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 8:05 pm
"Snuffles....Snuffles...Snuffles." James said smirking and everyone in the compartment roared out with laughter. The four guys had been friends for along time now, and if anyone else bugged them, they would be in for it. Other then that they joked around constantly making up jokes, pranks, and having a great jolly old time.
That was what they did for a numerous amount of hours. Just sitting there in their hideaway and talked and made up pranks that would beat the last prank they had just pulled.
Remus shook his head as he looked at the large dog that was sitting on his lap. Remus patted Sirius's head.
"God my head hurts." Remus complained looking at his fellow friends.
James just threw a book at his head, and Remus ducked quickly, "You little BRAT!" But they all just laughed again.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 7:55 pm
[b***h. Lmao. Loves!]
"And I'll have you know," Sirius said, shifting back into a human, "that I may be named Snuffles," he spat the nickname out indignatly, "but I am not a f*****t!" Sirius was still curled beside remus, his head awkwardly in Remus's lap. [That's IT! evil I'm furious with myself for making him this way, but from now on, THIS Sirius is like Commander Brand! A complete, flamming f*****t!]
Peter grinned slyly, "Sure, Snufflie-poo," he said sarcasticly, using James's other pet name for Sirius, "We all know you aren't a complete f*****t!" The lot of the roared in laughter, onyl Sirius didn't. He roared in rage, and lunged for the chubby boy. That just made them all laugh harder. "Nice one, Pete!" Peter heard James shout between hard bouts of laughter, and peter positively glowed with the praise from the powerful wizard. Sirius left Peter alone to wrestle James to the floor, while Remus toppled off his perch, he was laughing so hard. Maybe being a Marauder really was hazardous to a person's health, as Lily insisted.
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