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 Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 6:38 pm
Franki crept down the stairs and up to the girls' dorm. She opened the door quietly and fell over into her bed, falling asleep quickly.
((YES!!! THANK YOU!!))
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2008 1:41 pm
((When are we gonna wake up?))
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 8:00 am
(idk, Franki doesn't wake up until 10 but she might wake up earlier)
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 12:39 pm
Sunrise woke up at seven the next morning, hating the fact that she was an early riser. She was exhausted, but knew she wouldn't be sleeping once she woke up. Stretching and yawning, she vaguely wondered if any of her friends were awake.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 12:50 pm
Franki woke from hunger around 8:30. She looked around her dorm for someone else who was just getting up. Not seeing anyone that would be willing to go to breakfast with her, she put on jeans and a black tank top before heading down to the Great Hall.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 2:08 pm
Lily awoke 7:30 sharp. She rubbed her eyes. "Morning sleepy head," she mumbled to herself. She blinked her eyes, trying to wake up. She slid silently out of bed, changing into the usual. Her stomach rumbled. As Lily hurried down the steps, -so her tummy would be satisfied- her bag broke, pilling books, inks, and papers everywhere. Not wanting to delay food, she bent down, without looking where she was heading.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 2:34 pm
Franki looked around when she got down to the Great Hall, looking for James. Then, she remember that she had forgotten her bag. She turned and ran all the way back up to her dorm. She grabbed her bag, then went back to the common room to relax before realizing that she was even hungrier than when she got up. Franki ran all the way back down to the Great Hall and sat at the very end of the Gryffindor table, nearest to the door.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 2:39 pm
Still yawning, Sunrise shuffled into the Great Hall and sat at Ravenclaw table away from everyone else, quietly eating her breakfast and contemplating what she'd done to Remus last night. Had she actually kissed him, or was that just part of her dreams?
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 3:17 pm
Finally the last page was back in her bag, Lily left to eat. As she sat down in the middle of the Gryffindor table, reaching for an apple. It was shiny, green, and crunchy. She munched, staring into space. She wondered what Sunrise was up to. What James was doing. Who Franki was talking to. Where was Melony? And Sirius?
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 3:27 pm
((okay, I think this place needs some livening up. Time for a new character!!))  Name: Marketa Prochazka Username: SunriseAndSirius4ever Year: 7th Age: 17 House: Gryffindor Bio: Marketa was born and raised in the Czech Republic, but her mother sent her to Hogwarts because she didn't like the look of Durmstrang, the nearest wizarding school to them. Marketa skipped her fifth year of school, and came back her sixth with a 'baby sister,' otherwise known as her daughter Yvonne. She's focusing solely on her studies at the moment so she can get a proper job and take care of Yvonne after she graduates. Her and her parents' agreement to keep Yvonne was that as soon as she graduates, she's out of the house with her daughter.Other: Marketa's trying to get permission from Dumbledore to Apparate home on weekends to visit now year-old Yvonne, and for a weekend job.
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2008 6:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 2:21 pm
((does anyone mind if i add a character? i was going to put a pic with him, but i don't know if i can get an anime pic. i'll do my best.))
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 5:43 pm
((oops, I forgot about the anime thing. Forget it, it's not like HannahAbbot comes around to make sure we follow the rules anyway. Go for it however you like. We're making our own rules unless Hannah come back! Fight the power!))
Marketa wandered down to the Great Hall and sat at the Gryffindor table, resting her aching head in her hands. She was exhausted after studying in the library for the past several days. She raised her head and looked up at the dim ceiling. It was still slightly dark out. She reached into her backpack and pulled out a picture of Yvonne crouching among the huge flowers in her mother's garden. She couldn't help but smile.
James, stretching and yawning, walked into the Great Hall and sat down beside Franki. "Hello there, how's it going on planet Franki this lovely morning?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 6:34 pm
 Name: Ian Jacobson Username: Eternal Night 27 Year: 7th Age: 18 House: Gryffindor Bio: Ian was once Franki's best friend. He knew her better than anyone while she lived with her father. Ian was always infatuated with her, but never acted. Franki has always loved him as a brother and he has lived with it. He just transferred from Durmstrang, where his parents sent him. He's hoping that Franki will forgive him for having tro go away. Other: Ian will protect Franki no matter what it takes, especially when it comes to guys. (That means James needs to be careful with Franki around Ian.) ((oh, and by the way, I didn't get the picture of Franki that I wanted originally. this is what she really is supposed to look like.))  "Life on planet Franki is good. How about on planet James? Does everything still revolve around a big picture of your face?" Franki asked jokingly, blushing pink.Ian walked into the Great Hall hesitantly, looking around. He didn't spot Franki sitting next to James, so he walked deeper into the hall and sat about halfway up the Gryffindor table, eating breakfast like everyone else.
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2008 6:42 pm
((Yay! new peoples! I might mae one...))
Lily saw a new kid sit down, thinking, wondering, dreaming. What was he like? Where did he come from, and why did he leave?
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