Ａｎ Ｅｘｐｅｒｉｅｎｃｅ ｏｆ ａ Ｌｉｆｅｔｉｍｅ - Semi-Literate Harry Potter RP

[Combeferre.]

[ooc: Room Of Requirement. It's a start of year party, just a little something before lessons start]

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Alice DeWitt x Quinn x Party.

When she exited the door with Quinn in tow she closed the door before heading to the Hufflepuff dorms. "It's fine. Besides if I stay up any later I'll be tired come tomorrow." Alice continued down the corridor, and luckily came across no teachers or ghouls. She entered the pattern on the barrel.

[Combeferre.]

:: Quinn Parker :: Pureblood :: 18 :: Hufflepuff ::

Quinn nodded, before letting out a long yawn and trying to cover it with his other hand. He looked down at her as they walked back into the Hufflepuff common room, which was now very quiet save for the crackle of the fire, "What's your first lesson tomorrow?" He queried, throwing his cup away when the bin was within throwing distance. He grinned proudly at his perfect shot, before looking back to Alice.

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Alice DeWitt x Quinn x Party.

Alice stopped at the back of the sofa in the lounge before trying to recall her first lesson. "Herbology." She answered and turned to face him just in time to see his perfect shot. Alice couldn't help but grin at the trash can when he made the shot. "What about you?"

[Combeferre.]

:: Quinn Parker :: Pureblood :: 18 :: Hufflepuff ::

Quinn grinned when he caught her grinning at his shot, and took a couple more steps towards her as he tried to wrack his brain for the first lesson on his timetable, "Charms." He scrunched his face up at the thought of another year of charms. It wasn't his least favourite lesson by a long shot, but the teacher wasn't the most exciting person on the planet, and that made a class quite dull. "Are quidditch try-outs tomorrow?" He asked, now grinning at the thought of another year as beater. Originally, he'd tried out for seeker, but he'd found the position as beater to be much more enjoyable. That, and Alice was a far better seeker than he was.

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Alice DeWitt x Quinn x Party.

Alice frowned when she found out she wouldn't be in first period with Quinn. Though the frown didn't last long when she thought about the Quidditch tryouts. "Yeah, that's tomorrow afternoon." The past couple of years Quinn and Alice were on the team, but just recently became the Team Captain. She frowned at the thought of telling people they weren't good enough to make the team.

[Combeferre.]

:: Quinn Parker :: Pureblood :: 18 :: Hufflepuff ::

Quinn grinned and nodded at the thought of quidditch try-outs. With Alice as the Team Captain, he knew it'd be a good year for them; she knew what she was doing when it came to directing a team. Noticing her frown, he cocked his head slightly and wrapped his arms around her waist gently, "What're you frowning about?" His brows pulled together slightly as he looked down at the shorter red-headed girl, and he pressed a light kiss to her forehead.

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>> Ah okay thank you then. }

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ᶠᵉᵐᵃˡᵉ ⁻ ˢᶤˣᵗᵉᵉᶰ ⁻ ʳᵃᵛᵉᶰᶜˡᵃʷ ⁻ ᵠᵘᶤᵈᵈᶤᵗᶜʰ ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃᶤᶰ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵏᵉᵉᵖᵉʳ

Sasha-Rose had noticed that there was very little people in the common room so she decided to ask someone what was going on and found out there there was a party going on in the Room of Requirement. Thanking the person, she quickly went upstairs to her dorm and got changed out of her Hogwarts robes and into black skinny jeans and a white vest with a grey jumper. Running out of the room, Sasha dashed through the common room and out into the corridors before slowing down, walking in the direction of the Room of Requirement.
Once there, Sasha-Rose looked around the room, trying to spot any of her friends or just anyone she knew so she didn't look like a total loner. Not really spotting anyone, she went and sat down at the edge of the room and just waited for anyone she knew to approach her.

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Edward ('call me Ed!') is basically that one 'try-hard' guy. He likes to think he's a bad boy and everyone loves him, but honestly the guy's sort of a dork. First of all, he never stops talking. 'So basically this guy came up and he was all 'hey!' and I was all 'oh yeah?' and he was all 'totally!' and oh my God have you tasted this stew it's the best thing I've ever tasted you need to taste this now dammit and did I tell you about that fight I got into the other day?' On and on. He never stops. Even when he's alone he'll talk to himself- or even his cat, Meow. Yep, he really called his cat Meow. He couldn't think of any other name for him. Not the brightest, is Ed. All he really wants it to fit in, and he thinks in order to do that he needs to make up the most outlandish lies about himself he can. He also never pays attention in class, that coupled with the talking thing means he spends most of his nights in detention. He honestly has a heart of gold, and he'll do anything to save his friends. Like I said, he's just sort of a dork.
Edward is best summed up in the words 'a long streak of awkward'. His legs and arms almost seem too long for his body, and he always has his arms folded against his chest (because he thinks he looks 'tough' that way). He has blonde, slightly longer than average hair that he's forever pushing out of his eyes, which are ice blue and almost seem like they're staring right through you at times. His eyes are slightly less than perfect and he has to wear glasses in some situations, but of course if he can he refuses. Glasses are, like, so nerdy. He has this worn leather jacket that he never takes off, not even with a threatening of detention, and because he's such a rebel he never wears his school tie, or when he does he just strings it around his neck and never actually ties it.
Ed is a Gryffindor, and a Muggle-born. He considers this a blessing, because at least he knows most of the Muggle stuff people normally discuss, and his parents don't ask him anything about what goes on at school. He went to a Muggle primary school just outside of London, and when he got his letter when he was eleven he was overjoyed. He could go to a new school, recreate himself. And that's exactly what he did. Now seventeen, he still has his cat from first year, Meow, and his wand is ash with an unicorn tail hair core.

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Alice DeWitt x Quinn x Party.

Alice was pulled out of her thoughts by Quinn and smiled up at him. She put her hands on his elbows, "Tryouts are stressful. " Alice looked up at him and smiled before brushing some lint off his shoulder. She knew she had to go to bed soon, but she didn't want to leave the comfort of Quinn's arms. Alice pecked him on the cheek with a kiss.