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LittleStarWolf wrote:ƒяє∂ ωєαѕℓєу נяHouse: Gryffindor
Year: 2nd
Quidditch: Beater
Pet: Owl named Wiley
Love: SingleRunning fast and looking through every window, Fred Jr. hoped with all his heart that his sister was okay. She was so much family to him, like Zero. They were all close and he knew how much not knowing how she was, was hurting Zero, more then it hurt him. "We will find her Zero. Don't worry. She's tough." Fred Jr. said reassuring his step brother. Pressing a hand to his head, he wanted to cry some, but couldn't. It was weak to cry but damn it, this was his sister that he couldn't find. Then out of no where it seemed, like a fuzzy dream floating in his head but not coming out, Fred Jr. heard Zero speak out, talking to Rae. He turned, and things seemed to be in slow motion just like the fuzzy dream but in reality, everything moved too fast. In just a few seconds, he was kneeling beside Zero as the boy yelled at Rae, not meanly, although others might think that, but just in pure frustration of not knowing what to do to help. "Zero, its okay. Calm down. We need to clean that wound up or find a teacher who can." Fred Jr said laying a hand on his brother after he climbed down to where they were all at. He nodded quickly to Christian. He didn't particular like the boy but it seemed he had helped Rae and that for now put him in a good view to Fred. "Christian, do you think you could find a teacher or someone, send a Patronus or do you know any spells that can heal this?" He continued, motioning to the wound on Rae's head, wishing he was older and knew more spells like his brother and sister.
{Bubbles} wrote:Griffindor | Crush- open | Beater | Head Boy
Jace
Location; Hogwarts Express | With; ....|Taggs; Victorie & Proffessor Hawkes
"Just because I hate him dosen't mean I want him dead!" He shot the words back before he could even bite his tounge. His blue eyes glared at Vic for a few moments before she spoke again. "Fine." He muttered before climbing of the train. Landing on his feet he looked around, the place was a utter mess. Where was his father anyways? Then he thought back to what Christian had said before running of. "I need to go find someone." He had said before just utterly disappering, where the heck had he gone of to find? The bigger question you should be asking yourself is why are you helping your enemy. A voice chidded him in the back of his mind. "We don't have all day you know!" He cupped his mouth so that his voice carried up to the proffessor and victorie. What was taking them so long to lower the guy down? Teddy couldn't be that heavy could he? "Victorie, are you worrid I'm going to hurt him? 'Cause I can assure you I will not harm him." At least not while he's unconsious... He added in his thoughts. Teddy was someone who needed help at the moment so there was no point in makeing the situation worse, what he needed to do was help not be destracted by horrible thoughts. "Victorie, I meant what I said. Teddy's tough, I'm positive he'll be fine and a bothersome person once more." He smiled up at them to show he was kidding about the last part, but he wasn't kidding about the first part. Teddy was one tough person.
"I could get used to this."
You make me breakfast in bed
When I'm mixed up in my head
You wake me with a kiss
I could get used to this
You think I look the best
When my hair is a mess
I can't believe you exist
I could get used to this
Because I know you're too good to be true
I must have done something good to meet you
'Cause you wrote my name across your hand
When I freak you understand
There is not a thing you miss
And I could get used to this
I'm feeling it comin' over me
With you it all comes naturally
Lost the reflex to resist
And I could get used to this
You love the songs I write
You like the movies I like
There must be some kind of twist
But I could get used to this
Because you listen to me when I'm depressed
It doesn't seem to make you like me less
'Cause you wrote my name across your hand
When I freak you understand
There is not a thing you miss
And I could get used to this
I'm feeling it comin' over me
With you it all comes naturally
Lost the reflex to resist
And I could get used to this
If there's a dark side to you I haven't seen it
Every good thing you do feels like you mean it
'Cause you wrote my name across your hand
When I freak you understand
There is not a thing you miss
And I could get used to this
I'm feeling it comin' over me
With you it all comes naturally
Lost the reflex to resist
And I could get used to this
'Cause you wrote my name across your hand
When I freak you understand
There is not a thing you miss
And I could get used to this
You make me breakfast in bed
When I'm mixed up in my head
You wake me with a kiss
And I could get used to this
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