welcome to hogwarts {closed}

[stricklyspagetti]

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{ Tagged:. Skylar } { Feeling?:. Relaxed } { Where?:. COMC/Flitwick } { Seer } { Quidditch cptn. and Beater }

Monroe watched as the House Elf, apparently named Zip, popped up and poofed away. It always caught her attention with House Elves, they where very interesting creatures they where. Once she was grabbed by Skylar and pulled free, she looked at her. "Oh- I dont know. Im being honest with you, most teachers here scare the bloody hell out of me." she said a little sheepishly to the Ravenclaw girl. She didn't know why she was being so open today, normally she would be like Zip, shaky.

Monroe then turned to her. "Well, I guess this is where we part our separate ways. See you at lunch. Thanks for talking to Flitwick for me." the Hufflepuff gave a wink, sort of eager to go to class. Monroe never minded class with Hagrid, he was a nice man. The girl sprinted away, off to Care of Magical Creatures. As soon as the class was in sight, she panted slightly. The robes of Gryffindor's and Hufflepuff's mixing where clear.

Monroe pushed wet, rainbow hair behind her ear before sprinting down the slope and to her class. She could see smoke, which made her alarmed at first, and then saw that they where dealing with some sort of snake- and then freezing it. Monroe saw the small 'poof' of smoke from Zip in front of Hagrid, and she jogged to him, behind over to rest her palms on her knees and then straitened, looking up. "Hello Professor. Im super sorry I was late." she said, pointing to her hair. "Peeves." is all she said.

[queenadorkable]

Shaylene Carter
• female • 16 • Ravenclaw • Jealous • Arithmancy Classroom • Tagged: Nobody •

Shaylene scribbled at the paper, brows furrowing a bit as she came across one of the harder problems. It was almost like a trick question. She tapped the tip of her pencil against her temple and she wrote down what she really really hoped was the answer, making sure to date it properly. She licked her lips softly, eyes scanning across the classroom and she gave a slight look of longing in Jame's direction, knowing he wouldn't have seen it. He was sitting next to Iris who was incredibly beautiful and Shay shifted in her chair slightly before looking down at her desk, slumping back in her seat a bit.

Timothy Lane
• Male • 17 • Hufflepuff • Confident • COMC • Tagged: Rowan C• Keeper •

Timothy looked up as the girl approached, cheeks turning the faintest bit pink and he smiled up at her, nodding in regards to her question. He rose to his feet and nodded. "Yeah that's me." he smiled. "Timothy Lane, Keeper of the Hufflepuffs quiddich team." he rattled off, grin settling onto his face and he held his hand out for the other girl to shake. "It's a pleasure to meet you Rowan." he drawled, his eyes flickering from her hand up to the girls face.

[Dragonette_11]

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In COMC
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With Timothy
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Single & Thinks
Nick is Attractive,
but Nothing More

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Rowan, glad that she hadn't brought much to COCM today, tucked her belongings under one arm in order to shake Timothy's hand. Reaching out, she slid her hand into his and shook it gently for a good moment before withdrawing. "Pleasure to meet you as well," she told him with a small smile. Sighing, she returned her belongings to both hands and looked off to the tank Hagrid had set up.

"I feel a bit sorry for Ashwinders. They only get an hour to live and we're cutting that precious hour short," she commented, trying to strike up some sort of conversation.

[Phantom's Opera]

N i c k

Watched with one eyebrow quirked as Rowan stepped up to the tank. Nodding, he pulled his long, ebony wand from the inside pockets of his robes and moved forward. He quickly cast the spell, wanting to get out of the way, so that others could get to the creatures. He jumped down from the ladder, landing easily on his feet, and moved towards where Felicity was sitting. Hopefully she didn't mind him sitting with her all the time. He held the creature carefully, yet firmly. He had good hands with magical creatures, and he generally got quite good marks in this class. He smiled at Felicity, but did not say anything. Instead, turned to a fellow gryffindor guy and started talking about a question he had about a defense against the dark arts subject.

[reasonable.]

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"the troublemaker"|Rowan Michael King
location = Arithmacy
gender = Male
age = 17
Mood = Neutral, Forgiving
Tagged = None
Quidditch = Beater
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Rowan shifted in his seat, his legs still kicked up as his breath seemed to have caught in his throat. Coughing a bit, he held it a bit before realizing he couldn't breath. His eyes flying open, he held onto his throat before he coughed a bit, calming down as he realized something must have fallen into his throat. Grimacing at the sour aftertaste, he bit his lip as he looked around him, his vision still a bit blurry as his eyes adjusted to the classroom in Hagrids' hut. He wasn't too fond of Hagrid, but he couldn't hold a grudge. Not for forever, at least. Running a hand through his own hair, he let out a yawn before lowering his feet and shuffling his feet and blinking. The class seemed to be doing what a class would normally do. He couldn't help but smile as his eyes fully opened, the green in them spiraling around in their own special ways. He yawned again, his lips parting widely before he rubbed his eyes and rested his head on his desk again. He had a nightmare before, something that could even give him chills, and that took a lot, seeing his parents were both people who fought against dark and dangerous enemies. It had been about a black pit, something no spell could take him out of, and he had been falling. Falling so low, so close he could feel it against his back as he woke up. That was, of course, the back of his seat. He bit his lip, realizing his eyelids had become more heavy, and he shook his head to keep awake. Widening his eyes, he yawned before covering his mouth with the back of his palm and looking over at his shoulder in the class. It wasn't a too exciting feeling- nobody was really there that he could talk to. Unless someone came to him- then he wouldn't mind. Smiling at the thought, he crossed his arms over his chest before watching Hagrid, his mind dazing off a bit.

[minho]

antonious jose verdex | seventeen | seventh year | ravenclaw

in the middle or near the end - that's where his attention span faltered within arithmacy. his attention waved on the subject; clairty was far from what the raven felt. the mind fell in and out, grasping some concepts and hesitating on simpler ones. conversations were afloat around him, causing his writing to become more dull as did his senses. as interesting as having a conversation might be, antonious had yet to feel up to the opportunity when any moment arose. instead of chatting away, he focused on his clearness with the subject (which might have been a bit opaque). still, he sat in the back with his hand mindlessly writing problems down and somehow magically offering an answer on his paper. where was antonious's mind? the subject, similar to arithmacy, was not clear. possibly focusing on the chatter around him, then dwelling on the problems, before moving to something more secluded. something that he couldn't process himself and would rather not get detailed on it either. instead, he shook the remaining thoughts from his head and sat back in his seat. his quill next to the parchment and his hands covering his face in an exasperated way.

[lokison]

Pepper walked up out of potions and towards Arithmacy. She jumped slightly when Rowan spoke. "Thanks." She said not sure if he was joking or not. She blushed a little and looked down but quickly made her way to class. She hoped to sit next to Rowan but rather doubted that there'd be a spare seat. Entering the room, she saw a free seat next to him. Yes! She thought to herself. Walking over there, she sat down and took out her books. Writing notes as the professor taught, she glanced at Rowan noticing him falling asleep. She gently nudged him but nothing. She sighed and continued writing. After a while he suddenly jerked up which sorta made Pepper jump too. "Hey, you alright?" She whispered.

Lincoln made his way from potions to Hagrid's. On his way he saw Felicity once more. "Hey Felicity!" He said walking over to her. He gave a friendly smile and waited for Hagrid. Yeah Felicity was very beautiful but he only had eyes for one girl and one girl alone. And she was a Slytherin. He looked round at the others as they all waited. As Hagrid came out, he turned all his attention on the professor as he taught.

(Sorry for lame posts. I lost my original ones)

[reasonable.]

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"the troublemaker"|Rowan Michael King
location = Arithmacy
gender = Male
age = 17
Mood = Neutral, Forgiving
Tagged = None
Quidditch = Beater
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Rowan jumped a bit when Pepper spoke, his eyes widening a bit as he realized he must have fallen asleep again. Blinking them a bit, he cursed when they still remained blurry before rubbing his eyes a bit and shrugging softly. He remembered the encounter in the morning with her and bit his lip, remembering how embarrassed he'd been when his bookbag had turned into a gigantic paper-eating monster. He wasn't going to make that mistake again. Clearing his throat softly, he ran a hand through his hair before blinking up at her, his green eyes round with interest as her brown hair tumbled down her shoulders. "Yeah, I'm fine- don't worry. I don't think I got much sleep last night, thinking about the game." He managed a sheepish smile before playing with his thumbs, thinking about the game for a bit. It was tonight, and he was prepared. He had practiced and waited for this moment, he couldn't break himself now, not over girl drama. Blinking to clear his thoughts again, he smiled over at Pepper, a genuine grin that made his dimples show. "You gonna be there?" He murmured to her, his voice changing a bit with almost a sound of desperation. He was hoping she could be there so that he could show off a bit- you know. The guy thing. Smiling and running another hand up his hair, he let out a cough and looked over at her a bit as he waited for a response.

[lokison]

Pepper smiled softly giggling a little as be cursed under his breath. Then as he explained his tiredness, she nodded in agreement. "I guess I would be tired if I'd been thinking about the coming game." She said folding we arms on the table as she glanced at the professor before turning back to Rowan. At his grin, she couldn't help but smile again at his dimples. They were kinda cute. "Course I'm gonna be there. You're gonna need my awesome keeper skills." She teased playfully nudging him. "Besides I've been practicing my blocking moves." She added with a wink.

[PenguinObsession]

Iʀɪs Hᴜɴᴛ
female•18•single•slytherin•talking•
tagged: slytherin qudditch team

Iris stood in the Slytherin locker rooms dressed in her green and silver Quidditch uniform, her team was sitting in a circle around her. "Ok guys this is going to be easy. We have been working hard so just remember the strategies and stay calm. This is the first step towards the House Cup which we havent lost for 4 years and counting. Are you all ready!" The white haired girl raised her broom, a huge smile on her face. There was one thing she would never be modest about and the was her Qudditch abilities. Since she had been on the team she caught the snitch almost every time though Rowan Clark and Feray had started to give her a run for her money. The girl tucked her broom under her arm "Lets go show the badgers to never try to step on a snake!"

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◍ seventeen ◍ single ◍ ravenclaw ◍ in the stands ◍
◍ tagged ◍ any one ◍

Skylar sat in the stands which were already filled with the various houses. They had gotten rid of the segregated seating in some of the stands. All around her excited chatter buzzed in the air. Everyone, even the teachers, got excited about Qudditch no matter who was playing. Timothy was playing today. Skyler always felt a excitement in her stomach when she saw him on a broom. Antonio didnt play Qudditch, which was a pitty, he would look good on a broom. The Ravenclaw found herself lost in thought, thinking about her fellow Ravenclaw saving her from a beater. She gave a happy sigh ignorant to the world around her.



{ this is a fast forward to the Quidditch match! It is Slytherin vs Hufflepuff. If you are a member of either house and are on the Quidditch team you need to be in the locker rooms }