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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 9:53 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 10:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 10:05 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 10:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 10:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2013 10:54 pm
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❝The story of your life is so twisted 'cause someone out there is missing everything you do
The story of your life is unwritten, so put me down as your ticket; don't even fight it
Leave behind your troubled eyes; See brand new what I can do; Just say yes if you really want me to❞
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Annabeth finally sat down after cheering her lungs to death. She flopped with a sigh, and finally took note of Romy sitting beside her. She turned her head to face him, flipping her hair out of her face and over her shoulder. "Hey, Romy. Of course I'm ready. I haven't missed a game yet. I think I'm doing pretty well as a fan, don't you say? Plus, I get to watch this one with one of my best friends." She smiled, and poked his arm right back. The game was on, and Hufflepuff had already spotted the Snitch. Tobi hadn't aimed at anyone yet, but no one had aimed at him either, so Anna couldn't complain. She always worried about her friend when he played this sport. What if he got seriously injured? Or maimed? Or died?! Gah! Why couldn't he be in the newspaper like she and Bradley were instead? The worst thing that could happen to him there was a paper cut. The girl sighed, lost in thought.
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❝We can stay like this or go, go, go; We can take it too fast or take it slow
We can spend our lives oceanside, or count the stars in the desert on a magic night
You can lie awake in bed, or come and sleep with me instead
If you give me one chance to take your hand
I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life❞ |
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 9:48 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 10:34 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 1:04 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 1:09 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 2:23 pm
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  ✑Gryffindor✑Third Year✑Reserve Seeker✑Writer✑Pureblood
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door—
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more."
Romy smiled up at Anna, then nodded along with her words. "You're doing perfectly well as a fan. See? Because of your cheering, Gryffindor did... erm.... better than last season?" He tried, sounding a bit awkward. when she said how happy she was to watch the game with one of her best friends, his instinct reaction was to look around him. A few seconds later, realization dawned on him. His mouth opened in a small "o" of surprise, then his cheeks went a bit pink. He was glad she was distracted by the game, so she wouldn't be focused entirely on him. Not like in the corridor... A shiver went down his spine as he remembered her powerful words. To try and distract them both, he followed her gaze. Tobi. Of course she was watching him! The perceptive teen noticed the worry in her eyes, and attempted to assuage it. "Anna, Tobi'll be fine. Have you seen Heather? Green hair or no, she'll protect him. Trust me. I've been hit by her!"Wearing
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted—Nevermore! |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 5:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 9:38 pm
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❝The story of your life is so twisted 'cause someone out there is missing everything you do
The story of your life is unwritten, so put me down as your ticket; don't even fight it
Leave behind your troubled eyes; See brand new what I can do; Just say yes if you really want me to❞
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Annabeth grinned at him. She didn't know why, but it meant a lot to have his approval. Especially to hear that she helped the team in some way. She turned to watch the game, jumping up to cheer as Tobi expertly blocked a shot and sent his Bludger smashing into Dominic. "Wicked shot, Tobi!" she called, clapping her hands and whooping and hollering about. She sat back down in time to hear Romy speak again. She turned to face him. "I know he'll be alright. I just worry about him. He's one of my best friends, like a brother really, and... I don't know. It's my job to worry about him, and Bradley too, if photography is a dangerous profession." Anna giggled to herself, and turned back to the game. In that short minute or two she spent talking to Romy, the game had ended. Hufflepuff had won the match! She jumped up again, this time dragging Romulus up with her to cheer. "Yay! They won! They beat Slytherin! In record time, too!" the girl squealed, taking both of Romy's hands and bouncing around like she was spring-loaded. She was trying to get her friend to hop around in glee with her, but she doubted he would. Still, she kept on grinning and laughing and, well, bouncing as she cheered for the Hufflepuff team.
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❝We can stay like this or go, go, go; We can take it too fast or take it slow
We can spend our lives oceanside, or count the stars in the desert on a magic night
You can lie awake in bed, or come and sleep with me instead
If you give me one chance to take your hand
I'll fill the empty pages as you write the story of your life❞ |
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 1:17 pm
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✑Gryffindor✑Third Year✑Reserve Seeker✑Writer✑Pureblood
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door—
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more."
Romy pondered for a moment, when Anna said she worried over her friends, if that meant she watched out for him too. Sort of like... a guardian angel... or, at least, a guardian author! He looked up to see, indeed, that Hufflepuff had won. He blushed red when Anna grabbed his hands, but he awkwardly hopped up and down with her. "See? I told you they could do it!" He smiled a bit, getting dizzy from the hopping. Romy planted his feet firmly, then pulled the girl, by her hands, in for a tight hug. He offered no reason, but released her after a few seconds. That was the normal time for a hug, yes? Wearing
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted—Nevermore! |
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Location: Quidditch Stands 
