↘'( mutatis mutandis )'↙

[chagrin]

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━━ｔｈｅ ｓｅｌｆ ｃｏｎｆｉｄｅｎｔ ｇｒｙｆｆｉｎｄｏｒ━━
◂tagged harley, elle▸

it would be an understatement to say that penelope got everything that she wished for. when in reality she got everything. ever since she was a child her favorite identical toys piled on top of each other as the young girl quickly became bored of this color or that incantation. her parents always made sure that pepper was being spoiled rotten. and that might not have been so bad if the gryffindor knew how it felt to not get what she wanted. but in the turn of events she was to find out on the hallowe'en feast of her sixth year in hogwarts the school for witchraft and wizardry.

she was seating next to new friend and house mate, arielle from beauxbatons. she had just finished the last of her self-served courses and was gobbling down the pumpkin juice left in her goblet. "when i get chosen you'll root for me, yeah?" she asked looking at the exchange student with a glimmer of hope in her eyes and her wide stretched smile. as self-centered and arrogant pepper was she was benevolent in the same amount.

when pepper wrote down her name on a piece of parchment and put it in the goblet of fire she only did it because she knew thought that the goblet would choose her. that night she walked into the great hall even more confident than usual, expecting nothing else but 'penelope paisley' to be read out loud. she was far from nervous or anxious, she was just excited to become part of this adventure.. and to have her name remembered, that promised glory and fame didn't sound bad at all. when the headmaster announced dakota o'malley to be the first champion of beauxbaton, pepper assessed her rival's skills. pretty, has twin brother, ravenclaw so smart, but not exceptionally strong, brain over brawl that girl is. a long list formed in her head separating the girl's strength and weaknesses, and if it wasn't for the second wave of applauds and the loud sighs of disappointment that came from her house's table she wouldn't have heard the ravenclaw boy being called over.

a flush of anger, jealousy and disappointed washed over her until she was drowning as arielle stepped up and left to join the headmaster with the two other students. when elle first came to hogwarts and was sorted to gryffindor, pepper took her under her wing, showing her the ropes of the school and along with one other ravenclaw, davey, together they ran hogwarts, or so pepper liked to think. and now, now, this just won't do. it was practically a stab in the back, not like the girl knew she was going to be chosen and her hogwarts counterpart will not, but in pepper's eyes this was ultimate betrayal. but still a smug smile on her face she applauded and cheered for her 'friend' as she got up and walked away from her, leaving her on the bench alone with the rest of their house.

"i wouldn't give her more than forty five minutes in the first task" she commented, a bit cruelly if she will as she looked to her right to see harley, a hogwarts gryffindor sitting next to her. at first she wanted him to hear her, but then realizing it might turn into a problem she shut her yap and picked a pumpkin cupcake from the tower in front of her and stuffed her in her mouth.

[Jenjo]

School ↬ Beauxbatons.
House ↬ Slytherin.
Mentions ↬ Dakota.
Tags ↬ Ribbon; Ivy; Agnes.

Despite his hunger, Nathanael ate with dignity. A shred of it, but dignity nonetheless. As he neatly cut a potato in two and buttered it, his gaze flickered to Ivy. "Dakota will do well, I'm sure of it. She's gutsy." he replied between mouthfuls, probably only slightly more graceful than the majority of eating teenagers around him. He drifted into his own thoughts for a brief moment until Ribbon mentioned being disappointed that she herself had not been chosen by the Goblet. Casting her a secretively questioning gaze, Nathanael made a mental note to ask the ex-Beauxbatons girl about that matter later on in the evening. He didn't know that she had even entered the tournament.. As he brushed that mystery aside for the time being, he looked back to Ivy and smirked. The Yule Ball wasn't until late December - more than enough time to ask somebody to go with him. "The Ball is ages away, Ivy - so no, I myself haven't thought on it." he replied truthfully with a nod, shrugging his shoulders. "What about you, then? Have you been eyeing anybody up as of late?" Glancing smoothly about the hall, he was sure Ivy wouldn't have a problem finding somebody to go with. She was very pretty, after all. And pleasant company as well, Nathanael added in his head. When she asked if he'd ballroom danced, he almost spat out the Pumpkin Juice he was sipping. "Ballroom dancing?" he cleared his throat and managed a laugh, "No. Not seriously. I suppose that'll all be part of leading up to the Ball, though? Like, learning to ballroom dance and everything." In reality, he didn't know if the rumours about Heads of Houses giving lessons were actually true. If not, most people would probably end up sitting out of the slow-motion songs, him included. "What about you lot, though? Ever ballroom danced before?" he asked, raising his gaze to Ivy, then around to Ribbon and Agnes.

School ↬ Durmstrang.
House ↬ Gryffindor.
Mentions ↬ Dakota; Zachary; Arielle.
Tags ↬ N/A.

[too lazy to write her at the minute but basically she's open]

[- drift.]

ｄａｋｏｔａ &
ｄｅｃｌａｎ ｏ'ｍａｌｌｅｙ
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✶school: durmstrang. ✶ house: ravenclaw.
✶ location: the great hall. ✶ feeling: excited
✶ tags: zach, speech {dakota}, nathaniel, thought {dakota}
arielle, speech {dakota}

ooc ; someone conversate with boring
little declan. cx

dakota's fear at being chosen for the tournament
soon faded away, and was replaced by sheer excitement
and pride to be the one representing durmstrang. she
allowed a grin to overtake her lips as her eyes traveled
over the crowd, landing on each and every cheering face
- some appearing happy, others seeming displeased. she
knew that some of the other students would be anrgy at
not being chosen, but she wouldn't let that get to her. she
nodded her head at the ravenclaw table, where her
brother had just let out a high wolf-whistle after a call
of her name, and then let her eyes wander. she found
nathaniel amongst the crowd, betting to another gal that she
would be the victor. she rolled her eyes lightly at that.
nate was a fun guy, hilarious and a joy to be around, though
he could get a tad crazy. she smirked at him and his wager,
before looking over to the two standing beside her. she
heard zach's words and nodded. "if exciting is the right
word," she said to both zachary, and elle, smiling at
the both of them. she didn't really know arielle all that
well, but she was glad to have zach in the tournament with
her. that should be an interesting challenge.

declan, however, was pleased about everything, other than
that fact. out of all the people that dakota could have gone up
against, it had to be zachary forrest. really? he cheered for his
twin sister, before his eyes traveled to zachary's, watching as
he mouthed something to the other two, dakota smiling
like a smitten schoolgirl. if he didn't know any better, declan
would think that his sister didn't loathe the other ravenclaw lad
as much as she put on. as the champions were lead out of the room,
declan - now alone due to his sister's absence - dug into the food
in front of him, his stomach rumbling in appreciation.

dakota turned as the headmaster spoke to the three of them,
and nodded her head, following professor stimpson across the
great hall. she wondered what sort of 'further instruction' she,
zach, and elle would be recieving in the hallway, but she was
honestly too tingly with nerves and excitement to care. she'd
always just been known as 'declan's twin.' hey, maybe now was
her chance to make something of herself that didn't involve her
brother. then again, she wasn't sure if she wanted to split from
him in such a major way. they'd literally done everything together
since birth. it would be so different not to have him by her
side during this. ah, she'd get over it. she glanced at zach as the
lad followed her out into the hallway, arching her eyebrows.
"what are the odds, huh? that we'd both get chosen?" she
snickered lightly, rolling her eyes. it really was a strange
coincedence. she looked over at arielle and smirked. "try
not to be too upset when i beatcha," she teased, though it
was all in good fun. she obviously didn't mean what she said.
if anyone was going to win, she would honestly bet her money
on zach, though she'd never in a million years admit that to
him.

[PuddingShark]

Face claim: Natalie Dormer

Name: Electra Jane Reed
Age & year: 16 + 7th year
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Blood Status: Half blood
House: Hufflepuff
Patronus: Fennec Fox
Wand: 11" Hazelnut; Dragon Heartstring; unyeilding.
Extracurricular's: Slug club, due to her mother being co-head of
the improper use of magic office.

Looks: Electra is a short and rather skinny girl. She's not 'slender and petite'
like most girls her age; in fact, Electra is all pointy elbows and slightly knobby knees. This,
including her height, gives her the appearance of a cross over-grown fairy. Not that she's ugly,
of course. Electra's mouth looks best when fixed in a smile, what with her slightly unusual
lips, and her eyes, however unfriendly they occasionally look, are a rather nice-looking sea
blue. Electra's hair is the color of honey, and is also pretty short. One side of her
head is completely shaved as well, adding to her already fierce demeanor.

Personality: A pretty natural first impression of Electra is that she is not one
to be crossed, which is true, seeing as she doesn't take crap from anyone, including
teachers. This trait has landed her in detention a good amount of times, one of which she
was told to go into the forbidden forest with Hagrid and tried to escape, guaranteeing a
howler over breakfast the next day. Electra, however, isn't all retorts and stubbornness; she
can be very kind whenever she wants. Still, tending to go for the fight instead of flight method
with almost every situation she encounters makes her a bit less of a target for new friendships.
Not to say that Electra doesn't have any friends, because that would be untrue... She's just hard to get to know, at first. It's a bit strange, honestly, since Electra's pretty darn loud.
Crush: None at the moment.

History: Born in the smaller city of Leeds, Yorkshire, Electra moved with her mother, father and 3 older
brothers to a townhouse in London at the age of 6 when her father got a job there. Her mother being a pure-blood witch and her father a muggle, Electra's mum worked at the ministry and her father at a machinery company. Seeing as her dad couldn't apparate to work, the family decided to move a bit closer to the office. Electra had a happy and altogether average upbringing, if you didn't count her brothers constant tricks and games. Her siblings harassment probably played a part in her personality and attitude
nowdays, looking back on those first 11 years, as well as the past 6 summers.
Pet: Barn owl called Bobbin.
Other: Nope.

[~Soul~]

I v y ~ W o o d s
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❦ School Hogwarts
❦ House Slytherin
❦Location The Great hall
❦With Nathanael / Angie
❦OOC
N /A

Ivy let out a small chuckle and glanced over at her dear friend
with a steady gaze before answering his questions "You see, I
find that I have a great ordeal of things that need to be attended
to. In which I shall have little time to bother looking for some guy
to take me." She then turn and dug into her pocket, slipped
out a small diamond stud and placed it in her left earlobe making
sure the back was fastened tight and tucked her blond hair behind her
ear. When she brought her attention back to him again she smiles
slyly and batted her eyes a little. "For you see I shall be putting
my talents to use and selling charms to all the girls. Giving them
a certain sparkle." It wasn't long before the charm had kicked in
did her blue eyes seem to be a little brighter with a bit of a sparkle
to them. "I will be making 5 galleons a charm and will have a
nice little nest egg to sit on." she nodded and turned back to her
drink, slowly bringing it to her lips and taking a sip as she then
gave his next question some thought. Though she had never
ballroom dance, she was rather sure that it wouldn't be all that
difficult to pick up. After all the guys did lead the girls and all
she would necessarily have to do if follow their lead and make
sure not to stomp on anyones toes. "Though I have never ballroom
dance, whats the point of going if I'm not even going to bother
to look for a date." She said with a shrug acting as if it was really
no big deal to her and let her attention drift back to the food the
was still sitting in front of her.

[type.]

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school hogwarts house ravenclaw year six
quidditch seeker ooc jet is just alone. hehe.
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quince was neatly seated at the ravenclaw table for the halloween feast, trying to stay normal. she had put her name in the goblet, and she kept squirming, anxious to find out who had been chosen to be the champions. but the feast was distracting her, with the delicious smells tempting her to eat. she made sure to eat some pumpkin cakes and such as well, because they only made them at halloween. but she wasn't as obsessed with them as her best friend caspian. they had been friends since the beginning of second year, and she couldn't help but have a little crush on him. he was cute. but she doubted anything would happen between them, and was still alright with being friends at the moment. there was certainly nothing wrong with that.

suddenly she was being tickled from behind as she had started on a pudding, and being extremely ticklish, she squirmed even more and giggled, trying to not be loud. she heard a greeting from a familiar voice and though she already had known who it was, she proved herself here. it was cas. she narrowed her eyes playfully at him. "hey," she greeted him in return. she wasn't good at picking out playful insults for him, but boy, was he good at it. shortie was his most popular one though, because she certainly was quite short and a bit small. she was five feet and two and a half inches. the half was important.

as he started to ramble slightly she smiled and turned to him. she opened her mouth to reply but was basically hushed by the headmaster. zachary was picked from hogwarts, and she felt herself become much more relaxed. he was quite nice. after that she didn't really pay attention and once he was done speaking she got her chance to reply. "well, i was scared too, but now we aren't picked so that's good sort of.. i guess. looks like i don't have to answer that." she replied, still smiling. as he spoke again she gave him and evil grin. "don't count on it," she teased competitively, referring to his comment about beating her and also sticking her tongue out. they were probably equal in seeker ability, as all of the seekers were very talented in quidditch for these years. that made for some exciting competitions with the other players added. she then shrugged. "i'd actually not feel too bad in it. i could join you. i think i certainly have enough skill for it." she added with a wink.