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 Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 4:59 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 11:24 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 11:31 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 11:41 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 6:50 pm
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Bréanainn Cian Conri
House: Gryffindor{|}Charm's Professor{|}29
Bréanainn looked to Landon, chuckling a bit. "I was great at it too, but do you remember the professor? What a bore she was. I promised myself before I got here that I wouldn't be like her," he said to Landon, laughing a bit. He had remembered the days like they were yesterday. He wished he could go back to them and change a little bit about them, but he had to live with it now. He liked where his life was going at this point, he knew he always would be successful, because of his ability in class and his athletic ability, but he knew he had to settle down too.
"I stopped playing quite a time ago. I actually went into professional football too. T'at was a time indeed. Played t'e same bloody position too. I gave it all up t'ough. I had to stop living t'e party life. I'm getting up t'ere in age and it actually started to get boring. Being captain takes a toll on you when we lose too. Everyone blames yuh like it is your fault. I decided it was time to settle down a bit, get a steady job, like this one," he said to his friend, not at all surprised that Quidditch came up. He had always been very good, one of the best. He still loved the sport, but he had gotten tired of playing it after awhile.
"T'ey have you teaching Muggle Studies? T'at's odd, I never pegged you as someone who would want to teach that. Now Advanced Flying, I see t'at being right up your alley. You always were a natural flyer, it was impressive actually," he said to Landon, actually complimenting someone. Very rarely had he ever done that, but it was true and Landon proved that he was very capable at flying more than a few times during their school years.
Bréanainn looked around, looking who was at the game.. There had been plenty of students sitting around when a woman caught his eye. She couldn't have been a student. She had a book, but he quickly looked away, not giving away that he actually even shifted his view, but if one was keen on what he was doing, they would have noticed it, but that was highly unlikely. He had gotten great at that during his Quidditch days when he would eye down who was in the crowd. He gained focus quickly and was able to avert his gaze without losing much focus on what was happening. It was impressive, but sometimes he faltered of course. This had not been one of those times.
Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 7:02 pm
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Eleven year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: TBA{|}First Year
Theo sat out in the weather, miserable as can be, but he was in the mood to watch a good game that day. He really wanted Gryffindor to win, and he would make sure he is loyal to them. He didn't want to be one of those fans where they claimed that they were a fan, but constantly says that 'we are going to lose'. He wanted to show that he wanted to be a supporter as much as he wanted to be a player, which was generally untrue, but if he came off like that maybe.
Theo sat there, when a girl had came up to him. He had no idea what her name is. She was the Slytherin that he had almost insulted that one time in class. He was surprised she would even come up to him. It confused him, but he quickly gathered himself, confidence radiating from the eleven year old.
"I suppose so. And this weather is horrid. I hate it. I hate playing in it just as much as I hate spectating in it. It ruins my mood everytime," he said somewhat jokingly, but seriously nonetheless. He was always so mean and sarcastic when he was in a bad mood. It really had not been the best time to talk to him, but he would try. He felt as if she had been trying to get leverage on him or something. He didn't feel like he could tell her anything personal at all. Really, there had been one person where he had said anything to them, and that was Alexandria, but he felt like it was a mistake after he had done it. She could do whatever she wanted with the information and he knew that, but he would just have to trust her with it. This girl on the other hand, could not be. She was a Slytherin. 'Aren't they out to get me?' he thought to himself.
I hated every minute of training, but I said, 'Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 7:10 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 7:17 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 7:21 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 7:28 pm
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Eleven year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: TBA{|}First Year
"I'm pretty sure none of my siblings had been in Slytherin. I'm not too sure really," he said, telling the truth, but bending it a little bit. He would not tell her that he actually doesn't even know his siblings let alone if they were in Slytherin or not. He truthfully could never know, unless he found his father, which seemed to be close, judging on the letter that had been sent to him, speaking some language that he did not know.
"Besides, come on, you truly think that I would go against my own house. That's ridiculous. I mean, I hate fans that do things like that," he said, almost relating it to football again, but he wasn't even sure she knew what the sport was. It was hard going from a well-known eleven year old to an obscure one with a snap of a finger. It wasn't a highlight of his Hogwart''s career thus far.
I hated every minute of training, but I said, 'Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 8:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 8:21 pm
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Eleven year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: TBA{|}First Year
Theo listened to her talk, listening, but paying attention to the game more so. He wanted to make sure that he saw everything through the weather. He then looked to her as she talked about her cousin's boyfriend being the seeker. He realized it had to be David, because the other seeker was a girl.
"Oh, is Clarisse your cousin's boyfriend? I'm sorry to hear about your family though," he said, hoping to sound sympathetic, but it he didn't do all too well. Why? Because he had no family in the first place. He had no idea how that felt. Sure, he had his adopted family, and they held a special place in his heart, but they never could replace his biological parents. Those are hard shoes to fill.
I hated every minute of training, but I said, 'Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.
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Posted: Mon Dec 02, 2013 8:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2013 7:30 am
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Eleven year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: TBA{|}First Year
Theo let her talk, an awkward silence taking in afterward. She really didn't leave the conversation with a talking point all he could really say is, "Which one is your cousin?" He really didn't need to know anything, but that was the only way to make any conversation out of it like she was expecting. He really still couldn't figure out why she was talking to him. There was no point. It seemed that by house they were destined to not like each other. So, why were they even conversing in the first place? She was probably polite, but mean, and he was on the rude side and mean, but being mean was probably the only thing they had in common. She probably had come from a rich family, where he had not. He was adopted by the lower half of upper society, but he probably was not born to it. Why else would his parents have given him up like that?
I hated every minute of training, but I said, 'Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.
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Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2013 4:02 pm
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