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Ｎｅｇａｔｉｖｅ Ｍａｔｔｅｓｏｎ➳ The young Slytherin walked her way down the stairwells, When she finally reached one of the staircases, it slid to another direction. Negative always got annoyed when the staircases switched, It meant she had to make a new route to wherever she was going. She twirled her bronze locket between her fingers as a breeze of rushing students passed her. She had finally discovered Apollo, A Gryffindor. She gave a quick wave before gathering courage to follow him. Many people at Hogwarts liked him quite a bit, and she herself had always found herself running into him from time-to-time. Smirking, she tapped his shoulder. "Hello," She said shyly. As she dug her heel into the ground, and hearing a few snickers, That's what she was used to as she would go by the hallway. Waiting to see if Apollo would speak to her, or ignore her, She waited patiently.

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Where?: Great hall
Doing: Talking & eating
Mood: Excited
Crush: Apollo, and it has been for a while
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Riker flew down the staircase as she ran as fast as she could. A new year at Hogwarts! She reached the great hall, but had no idea where she had entered. "Okay, left and right." she mumbled, and then walked around. She bumped into many people, falling and bouncing off, so she put her hands right infront of her, in a kinda zombie walk. She sighed. It was always so hard to find the Gryffindor table! Riker heard somebody mention the Gryffindor's, and she casually walked over to it, taking a seat. There was a space, she could tell. Riker smiled at some people passing. Most people never knew she was blind, mostly because she looked as normal as everyone else. Then, she felt someone sit beside her. She knew it was Apollo, she just knew it. "Hello Apollo!" she said to him, and took a bite of her food. Most people liked Riker, its just that once they found out she was blind, things got akward. So as of, Apollo was her best friend. He didnt care that she was blind. Plus, they both shared the same secret. They where both Animagus's. Of course, Apollo was probly the only one who knew of her abilities, but she was okay with it. Apollo was trust worthy.

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sixteen;; sixth;; ravenclaw;; tagged-xxx

Shadows danced across the floors as robes swished and the rustling of curtains quietly whispered. Catherine Saywer pulled open her dormitory windows, as all the other girls had gone without even noticing she was still in bed. She had had to rush to get around this morning, instead of waking up before the others and sneaking down the stairs. But now that she was already late, Catherine leaned against the windowsill, and looked out at the castle grounds below. Sparkling dew glimmered on the chilly ground, the trees of the Forbidden Forest shook and clattered, and the lake glittered calmly with no waves disturbing the surface.

Catherine loved it here. It was the only real place she could call home. Her parents back home were both Muggles. And they cared nothing for her. She had grown up with her Aunt Jane, who happened to be a witch. She was a kind person, and was a skilled witch. She helped her with her work, and practiced spells with her. (Since Catherine lived in a witch's house, the Ministry could not detect who was doing the magic.) She had tried to give up her old life, and forget about the tragic mistake that had happened; the worst event of her life. But kids still enjoyed picking on her, even to her quiet little protests she had no friends, all enemies, and no true family left.

Catherine gripped her wand that sat in her robe pocket, and blinked away tears. But she wiped her eyes, climbed out of the windowsill, and put a weak smile on her face. She hoisted her full schoolbag onto her shoulder that contained a mix of parchment, ink, quills, and books, and headed down the dormitory stairs. Catherine pushed open the girls' dorm door, and headed down another seat of stairs that led to the common room. Seeing that no one was there, she quietly exited the Ravenclaw common room, and headed down to breakfast.

The only sound she made as she passed through the halls and down the stairs was the rushing of her robes and the almost imperceptible tap of her feet on the ground. Catherine reached the Great Hall and stepped inside. Recoiling at first as she always did from the noise and bustle, she slid onto on of the benches that sat at the back of the Hall. She ate a piece of toast by herself, then pushed her plate and goblet out of the way to make room for a piece of parchment. She pulled out a quill and ink bottle, dipped the quill in, and started her journal entry.

Ever since she had arrived at Hogwarts, she had written journal entries, (or a diary if you will), for every day. She didn't plan on anyone reading them, it was just a way to organize her thoughts and emotions. She wrote the date, and started: As always, I sit at the back of the Hall and eat solely as I write this entry... Catherine read the line, and placed her quill in her ink bottle. She looked around, then gazed off at all the other little groups talking and having fun. She sighed, and became unfocused, her stare holding on a pair of giggling students.

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[ sorry for the endless rambles :/ ]

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"wand? check. money? check. pocket mirror? check. book... book... hm."
sean was pacing his dormitory, trying to find his 'essentials', like any other day. he was speaking aloud, not really caring how loud he got because there was, firstly, nobody else in the dorm. second, sean really didn't care - any attention he got was good attention is his mind.
the ravenclaw was upset, visibly so, but didn't yet resort to magically obtaining his book. anyway, it wasn't obligatory for sean to be seen with a book - most people hadn't even seen him do any actual work. ever.
"i'll find it later," sean decided hastily, hearing his stomach growl. with that, he came out of the dormitory, shut the door behind him and ran down the boys' stairs. sean walked slower on the blue carpet, not missing the grey stripes in the curtains and the bronze in the tapestries. "a bit indecisive, aren't they?" sean asked sarcastically aloud, reaching the door - only ravenclaw had a reasonably normal common room entrance, being a door with a bronze eagle knocker. hufflepuff had a barrel as an entrance, slytherin had a secret passageway, and gryffindors had to clamber through a cylindrical portrait hole.
sean then suddenly realised that somebody else in ravenclaw, in his year, was in front of him - if a fair way. 'great, i'm gonna be accused of stalking them,' he thought in a huff, slowing his pace and jamming his hands into the pockets of his trousers beneath his robes.
in the great hall, sean took his place at the ravenclaw table - on the 'side of the sixth year boys', facing the 'side of the sixth year girls'. well, the majority of them, anyway. "so," sean started, taking a sip of pumpkin juice from his goblet. "are you trying out for quidditch this weekend?" he was answered by several people saying 'maybe', several replying 'nope', and only a few brimming with excitement and practically screaming 'yes, of course!'.
he took out his pocket mirror and checked out his hair, sweeping a hand through it and raising his eyebrows as was typical. then he flicked the top shut, and put it back in his pocket. "anyone got any good books?"
'of course you'd say that, sean,' some girl facing him snickered. 'is that the only reason you're talking to us?'
"maybe," sean smirked, laughing back at her.

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{ finished my form koda. XP @ Pensieve: could Catherine interact with Sean? ^^ }

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Ｎｅｇａｔｉｖｅ Ｍａｔｔｅｓｏｎ➳ Squinting from the loud BANG she had heard, she knew it was most likely Riker, She'd known Riker for a long time. And didn't mind that she was sight impared, As Negative was similar, but not fully blind yet. "Hello, Riker." She said brightly. Tying her necktie a bit tighter so it wouldn't go too loose. Pushing her wand up her sleeve she had noticed more snickering behind her. She stuck out her tongue like an angry 3-year-old and had a nasty thought to blow them up, She resisted the urge, she wasn't going to do it anyway. Still squinting, Negative saw Riker giving her googly eyes at Apollo, She had always known her crush. While Negative on the other hand had a slight crush on Sean. Giving a wave to him, she turned back at Riker and Apollo.

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Apollo naturally had a distaste for Slytherins. It was something he couldn't avoid, nor get rid of. But Negative didn't seem so bad. A little strange, but not "bad". At least not in a sense as most other Slytherins were. Perhaps not associated with Dark Arts or eviler things. Plus, she was young, maybe somewhat innocent. Perhaps if he was kind now she wouldn't become a problem later in life. That was always how he looked at it. "Hey, Negative." What a strange name, Negative. Then again, he wasn't anyone to talk. Neither was Riker, really. All of them had rather strange names. Apollo's name fit him in a strange way. Not in the godly sense, he was nothing like a god. Or in its meaning, either. But for some reason, it just seemed to fit his personality. Sometimes names did that. "Hey, Riker." He greeted her as well, mouth slightly full of food, which made his words sound rather muffled. "How's everybody this fine morning?" He waved a fork in the air with one hand, resting his elbow on Riker's shoulder. He knew she didn't mind such contact, he supposed it helped her know others were present. Gives peace of mind. Plus, Apollo usually liked it himself. And they were close friends, they had been since they were first years. One of the ghosts had... compared them to some people called "the Weasleys" which Apollo had concluded must've been the founders of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. He also mentioned something or other about a late Fred Weasley. Weren't all the Weasleys dead by now? Well, except the one's running the store... Whatever. He did quite enjoy various pranks, and was a frequent at WWW. To his knowledge, so was Riker. "Hey Rike, I have some Weasley products hidden under my bed. Y'know what that means?"

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At hearing a voice, Cyrus jumped. It was natural that most of his fellow Hufflepuffs were also as incredibly shy as he was. Even though it wasn't one of Hufflepuff's signature traits, it rather seemed to be a popular one. However, the occasional bold or slightly rude Hufflepuff wasn't an impossibility, it was just an odd sight when it was one. The small Japanese-German boy lifted his gaze to spot Julian. Ah, Julian. Cyrus remembered he was only sorted yesterday. He remembered he was a little old to be sorted, too... but he had justification for it. It was usually an unheard of occurrence for one to switch schools like that, even more so, all the way from America. Considering the wizard's quick way of travel, merely with a fireplace or a simple apparition, most students managed a long distance between schools. But perhaps the Headmaster saw past that. For some reason. Perhaps it was just fate. It took a moment for Cyrus to regain his composure. He felt like a cowering puppy, he always sort of did. How afraid of people he was, or at least, how afraid he was of them being someone there to taunt him. He was always cautious when he heard a voice he didn't know the identity of. Mostly because the Slytherins had a bad habit of sneaking up behind him. Made him naturally jumpy, especially since it'd been happening the last several years. He personally didn't find the rabbits moving very neat. He didn't think any other wizard would, except maybe a muggle born. Perhaps he was a mud-blood? They weren't exposed to magic their whole lives. Cyrus, however, was. At this point it was no longer neat. Just, normal. But this boy was of the older sort. He'd had magic for several years at least (he doubted he'd just found out; Cyrus was making things levitate at only a few months) and would've been used to it at this point. However, he'd be kind anyway. "Thank you. Rather easy really... Just draw something and it develops a life of its own," That was sort of true. It seemed like everything came to life. Perhaps it had feelings, too.

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Tagged: Apollo•Negative
Where?: Great hall
Doing: Talking & eating
Mood: Excited
Crush: Apollo, and it has been for a while
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Riker smiled. Ah, yes I was right again. she thought and giggled, shaking her head, which sent ginger hair flying. She then heard the voice of a familiar person. "Ah hello..." she said, and waited on Apollo to address her, "Ah, yes Negative! Hello!" she said with a slight smile. That sounded so dorky of her. Riker had met Negative some time before she went to Hogwarts. She had hoped to be put in the same house, until they where separated. They ran into eachother every now and then. Negative wasnt the Slytherin to be into Dark Arts. She then felt the warmness, and some pressure on her shoulder, which she knew was Apollo's elbow. They often made contact, because this made Riker feel like the person she was talking to had not left. Usually, if they knew she was blind, and she was rambling on, they would just silently walk away. But, she kenw Apollo would never do such. She smiled when Apollo used the nickname 'Rike' it reminded her that she had a close friend. "Really? I hav'nt got to go to Hogsmeade in a while, I cant wait to go! I guess that means like the old days?" she asked, and elbowed him slightly. In the past, they had pranked every teacher, and many of the students at Hogwarts, and they got this sorta, you could say, reputation for it.

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.: Julian Wells - Great Hall - Tagged: Cyrus :.

As the smaller Hufflepuff boy jumped, Julian's raised his eyebrows and held up his hands, palms out and trying to show he wasn't trying to be threatening in any way. "Whoa, man, sorry. Didn't mean to startle you," he apologized. Looking a bit surprised himself, he slowly lowered his hands to his lap. 'Jeeze, I hope there's someone in this new house of mine who isn't so damn shy...' Julian thought, biting the inside of his lip thoughtfully. He had been at the school for less than twenty-four hours and was quickly beginning to realize that many of his fellow Hufflepuffs were shy and withdrawn. Not exactly the fun rowdy bunch he was used to hanging out with. Oh well, he would make due and hopefully find some friends among his fellow badgers. As the other boy seemed to realize he wasn't in danger and decided to answer him regarding the moving rabbits, Julian gave a bit of a lopsided grin. "Easy? It took me forever to learn how to charm drawing to make them move," he admitted with a bit of a chuckle as he reached for some bacon to put on his plate. He had never been good at school and just barely managed to pass each year.

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Ｎｅｇａｔｉｖｅ Ｍａｔｔｅｓｏｎ➳ Not fully knowing how to react to Apollo and Riker's conversation, she simply smiled. She was never too fond of never getting to talk to any Gryffindor's, Because they mostly thought Slytherin's where evil, but she had always wanted to change that. Negative was friends with Riker for a long time, Around 4th grade if they had to be precise. They had met in their 4th grade teacher's class, and had been friends ever since. As her hair went over her eyes, she continued to study the conversation. "I don't mean to bud in, but may I tag along?" She said silently. "You don't have to invite me, Feel free to decline if you want to." She added, No one really invited her to many things. Negative hoped neither one would give her a look of disgust as she asked to simply tag along.