welcome to hogwarts {closed}

[stricklyspagetti]

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{ Tagged:. Rowan K } { Feeling?:. Scared } { Where?:. Quidditch game } { Seer } { Quidditch cptn. and Beater }

As Monroe was thrown to the ground, she let out a small gasp of surprise, and looked up at the sky, her body flat on the ground. She had lost grip on her wand, and it was somewhere around her, but she didn't bother finding it. Im not surprised he didn't step on it. she thought to herself, when she heard a voice. Familiar, yes, but not from her house. The Hufflepuff propped herself on her knees to see Rowan K. "Yeah.. that makes me feel worse, thanks." she said to him, but didn't bother standing up.

I deserve to be on the ground, just like Iris's limp body had lied. is all Monroe could think over and over. She let herself fall back to the ground and stare up at the sky that was now darkening. She could feel her eyes cloud with tears. Monroe never aimed to hurt someone, and she was perfectly friendly with everyone, and now, here she was, and could of probably killed a Slytherin. Her eyes made her way back to Rowan. "Ian's friendly- right? So is Iris- right? They will forgive and forget- right?" she said, but was mainly talking to herself.

Monroe just stared at the sky, speechless. Her hand raised to rub the red spot on her neck where Ian's wand had dug into it. She didn't know if Rowan was there, but felt like her head was the heaviest thing in the world, and she couldn't raise it to see. Her feelings where greatly hurt, all the Slytherins hated her and now, and would all try to probably hex her with any chance, and she just ruined Rowan to Ian.

[reasonable.]

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"the troublemaker"|Rowan Michael King
location = Quidditch Field
gender = Male
age = 17
Mood = Determined
Tagged = None
Quidditch = Beater
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Rowan released his grip as she fell down again, and sighed slowly, but a meaningful sigh as he watched Ian walk away. The word echoed in his head as he placed his palm to his forehead,
traitor. He sat down beside her, his black hair still gelled upwards with some thick liquid he'd always used, but it worked, that was for sure. Lifting his head from his palms and resting his chin on them instead, his eyes flicked back to Monroe on the floor, and he immediately saw the image of Iris crashing down again. Blinking, he sighed before he blew out a long breath of air and rubbing his forehead tenderly. He was probably one of the most hated slytherin's now, and he was sure that no one would ever want to speak with him again, not from his house anyways. Repeated curse words flashed through his head as he gazed at her, a sense of regret filling him as he remembered Ian's words. But he shook his head anyways and sighed at her. He couldn't stay mad at her, not after he heard what she had said as well. She must have felt like crying, he could see the pain spread all across her face. "I'm not good with talking about nice things." He murmured back, before shifting to look at her on the floor, his uniform still patched with dirt a bit. He sighed heavily before looking over at her. "I hope they will. But snakes do hold a grudge.. I've learned that from experience." He murmured through clenched teeth as he sighed, shrugging a bit. "But hey, now you won't be the only one."

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"the wallflower"|Phyllis Maine Monroe
location = Quidditch Field
gender = Female
age = 16
Mood = Curious
Tagged = Atticus
Faceclaim = Lily Collins
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Phyllis watched as the slytherin boy left, and immediately her eyes flashed with a sense of feeling. She bit her lip before turning to look back at Skylar and Antonio. They were probably going to be busy for a while, messing around with each other. "Excuse me.." She murmured before turning and running quickly towards him, her hufflepuff robes swirling behind her. She had always found them quite annoying in fact, but she was cold and she hugged them tighter to her, her eyes focused on him as he slowed down a bit. She was a few feet away from him, maybe ten, before she sighed and hurried forward, her long limbs making it easier for her to get to him quickly. She was still slightly smaller than him, but she didn't mind. She trudged along in silence for a moment before looking up at him. "I'm guessing your alone too right now." She murmured, her eyes still focused on the ground before she sighed and kicked a pebble across the stone floor, watching it clank before her eyes clouded over a bit. She had always been a third wheel, wherever she meant, so she knew how he felt. Shoving her hands into her pockets, she closed her eyes as a wind blew against her face, her nose turning even redder as the weather got worse. She was heading towards the dining room, and was hoping to put her name into the bowl of the Founders Tournament.

[stricklyspagetti]

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{ Tagged:. Rowan K } { Feeling?:. Scared } { Where?:. Quidditch game } { Seer } { Quidditch cptn. and Beater }

Monroe could feel him sitting down beside her, and she sighed. "No, no, Slytherins will forgive me." she said, her voice shaking as she watched the moon. She wondered if there where any werewolves out there in the forest. Monroe turned her head, looking at Rowan. "Do you think that anyone else will be mad?" she asked him, gazing into his face. He was cute, she would admit it to herself. Sure, she had a crush on Antonio, but it would never happen- ever. He was a 'ladies man' and they never got the chance to talk.

Monroe sighed, and got up, crawling around to find her wand. She finally found her long wand, and ran her finger down it, feeling the bumps in it. Monroe returned to her spot on the field, and lied back down, allowing her colorful hair to fan around her. "Its bad enough that I have rainbow hair." she muttered

[lokison]

Pepper watched at all the action and gasped when Iris fell to the ground. She flew down and ran over to her. Then everyone began argueing and she was a little surprised when Rowan took Monroe's side. Although, he had a perfectly good reason. Surely Monroe didn't mean to knock out Iris. As the argueing grew and Iris got taken to the infirmary, Pepper blinked. "I'm sure Monroe didn't do it on purpose? Madam Pomfrey is one of the best nurses the school has had. Iris will be fine so there's no need for arguing and making enemies." She announced softly to Rowan and the others. She looked over at Monroe who seemed to hate herself. Gently putting a hand on her shoulder, Pepper smiled. "Don't worry." She reassured her.

Lincoln gasped at the incident. He got up and rushed to her side. A few others followed Ian in to the building and so did Lincoln. "Is she gonna be alright?" He asked them as they entered the infirmary.

(Sorry for short posts. Not sure if madam pomfrey still works at hogwarts in this rp)

[Dragonette_11]

Ｒｏｗａｎ Ｓｔｅｐｈａｎｉｅ Ｃｌａｒｋ

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In a
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With Timothy
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Single & Finds
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Rowan looked up at the ceiling, searching her mind for anything else she could say. "No one blames you that you didn't do anything. As far as we know, they don't know that you realized that you had a chance to stop them. This will all blow over soon enough," she told him, smiling softly at him. (bit of a WB -.= Sorry!)

[queenadorkable]

Shaylene Carter
• female • 16 • Ravenclaw • Feeling off • Hallway • Tagged: Nobody •

Shaylene followed behind the boy and she caught the door that he let swing back at her only to be ushered from the room. "Why not go put your name in for the Founders cup?" the woman suggested. Shay sighed softly, watching the door close before turning on her heel and heading towards the dining hall. She certainly wasn't going to wait around for Ian. She idly thought back to her stuff though she hoped Skylar got it. She continued her way down the hall, mind fumbling about the white haired boy.

Timothy Lane
• Male • 17 • Hufflepuff • Worried • Hallway • Tagged: Rowan C • Keeper •

Timothy licked his lips slowly, his eyes shutting and he let out a small sigh, nodding and he let himself slump against the wall, looking up as Ian and Shaylene showed up, the white haired boy slipping inside. The brunette tried to follow though she was redirected by one of the teachers inside. He watched the Ravenclaw linger at the door a moment before she seemed to shrink into herself a bit as she walked away. He looked back to Rowan and he hummed softly. "Sorry about that.." he mumbled, pushing himself up to his feet. "I shouldn't have gotten all emotional like that.." he mumbled, holding his hand down to help the girl up from the ground.

Atticus Crowley
• Male • 18 • Slytherin • Feeling a bit deflated • Hallway • Tagged: Phyllis • Beater •

Atticus glanced over at the girl as she approached though he was a bit unsure as to why the Hufflepuff was close to him. He folded his arms over his chest and he hummed as she finally spoke. "Well considering you're here I'm not exactly alone anymore." he replied, his tone possibly coming off as a bit cold though if it was he didn't mean it. The girl hadn't done anything wrong and there was no reason to be rude to her, he was just hoping that if someone would have followed him it would have been Skylar so they could talk more without interruption or Antonio so he could give him a black eye. He sighed slightly.

[PenguinObsession]

Iʀɪs Hᴜɴᴛ
female•18•single•slytherin•in pain•
tagged: Ian and Timothy

Iris woke up to the blaring white walls of the infirmary. She closed her eyes tightly, head spinning. Finally when the world started to slow down she remembered why she was there. A Bludger hit her and she fell during a Quidditch match. The Match! She sat up quickly regretting it as soon as she did. She let out a cry of pain when she felt a sharp pain in her gut. Looking down she saw bandages around her mid section and right shoulder. Ian was right next to her seconds, brown eyes filled with relief and worry. "Did we lose the match?! I want a rematch!" She yelled angrily. Ian gave a small smile and handed Iris a glass filled with a dark liquid. "Drink. Ill go get Timothy. He will be happy to know you are ok." And with that Ian stood and walked over to the large oak doors. Iris sat there confused. Why would Timothy care? Giving a shrug thinking it was because he was a Hufflepuff she toke the liquid in one gulp, giving a shudder. The pain started to fade away allowing her to relax.

Iᴀɴ Hᴜɴᴛ
∫ seventeen ∫ single ∫ ravenclaw ∫ talking ∫
∫ tagged ∫ iris & timothy & rowan c ∫

Ian walked over to his sister the teachers not bothering to stop him. Madam Pomfrey had already giving Iris Skele-grow and you could see her bones moving under her skin. The nurse was wrapping Iris with gaze soaked in a healing salve that would help the skin heal. It wasnt long till Iris sat up demanding for a rematch. Ian smiled at his sister. She had almost died and she was blabbering on about a Quidditch match. He handed his sister the potion that Madam Pomfrey had told him to give her when she woke. "Drink. Ill go get Timothy. He will be happy to know you are ok." Ian stood and walked over to the large oak doors. He popped his head out and saw the Hufflepuff sitting by the door along with a fiery haired Gryffindor. "She awake if you would like to come see her." His tone was soft and tired. Now that he knew Iris was safe he wanted to nap but he wouldnt leave her side. He was on high alert with everyone at the moment. That girl had planned this until she had gotten in perfect, no one else would be trying anything on his sister if they enjoyed breathing.

[lokison]

Lincoln heard that Iris was better and gave a sigh of releif. He smiled and walked in to see her. "Iris, how are you feeling?" He asked very much releived that she was awake. Hed been waiting outside for a while worried that she was seriously hurt or injuried. He stood nect to her waiting for her response. As he waited, he ran a hand through his hair a little nervously.

[Dragonette_11]

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In a
Hallway
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Tagged: Timothy
& Ian
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Single & Finds
Ian Interesting,
but Nothing More

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Rowan chuckled softly, taking his hand and pulled herself up. "It's fine, really. I get really emotional sometimes as well," she told him, and then noticed that Ian had stepped out into the hall to tell Timothy something. Sighing softly, she gazed down the hall way, biting her lip a bit. She knew she was mostly not welcomed nor wanted, neither did she have any interest in seeing how the Slytherin was getting along.

"I'll see you around, I guess?" she told Timothy in a bit of a question voice before turning around and walking away rather briskley. Her head hung down a bit, for she stared at her feet as they took her down the hall, one red converse in front of the other. Her arms had now been crossed across her chest tightly. She would eventually slow down and look up to gaze at her surroundings, but not until she was out of sight and alone.

[_caramel]

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felicity abanon meyers
felicity mindlessly roamed the seemingly endless halls as she hummed quietly to herself. her dark robes swirled around her feet with each step, and locks of wavy brown hair often fell into her eyes. 'i hope iris is okay.' she thought as she slowly went up one of the moving staircases. she would go check on her, but she didn't feel as if that was in her authority, given she hardly knew the girl in the first place. finally her feet carried her into a small room she had been very familiar with. in the room was no more than a narrow winding staircase, and she had to use magic to light the way. after making her way to the top of the steps, she pushed open the door to find herself in another very small room, almost like an attack, with a single window spilling golden light across pale tiles. with a relaxed sigh, she sat in the windowsill and looked out over her school, with her forehead pressed against the warm glass. this place had always been her secret, since she found it in her first year. it was a room she thought all her own, where she could hide from her problems and escape reality.