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Post by Melusine Beauxmon on Aug 20, 2008 18:06:24 GMT
It was early morning and the dew that covered the grass was still fresh and new. Mother nature had made it rain last night, so the grounds were soggy, muddy, and over all plain wet. Melusine awoke to the pitter patter of rain drops on her window. Unlike half of society that sleeps really well during rain; Melly didn't. At the slightest sounds she jumps. She is also known for talking and laughing in her sleep; plus she tosses and turns. So techically Melusine isn't at all the best sleeper. She was atuned to all the noises about the castle at night and early morning. Mels could smell the fresh scent of wet grass, because her window had been cracked in the dead of night for some air flow.
At this Melusine sprung to life. Kicking the covers off, opening her eyes, stretching her arms and legs, and popping out of bed. She chose to wear some khaki cordury pants, a light pink quarter sleeve top, and some teal and white tennis shoes to top it off. She braided her hair into two pigtail braids and slipped out the Common Room door.
Melusine had never played Quidditch, but she'd always wanted too. Her father had gotten her a broom the summer that she got her Hogwarts letter. She loved it-not him, just it- Melly had never had the guts to try out, but the one year she did there was not an open spot for Keeper. But Mels never gave up. She still tried every year and every year she just hoped there would be an opening.
She tiptoed through the pretty much vacant castle to where the huge oak doors were. Pushing the open silently with a few grunts here and there she jogged through them and let them close by themselves. Melusine ran through the wind. It felt so good, but quite annoying when here and there she ran under a tree and rain splattered her head. She arrived in Hogsmede in the knick of time. She had been thinking of Quidditch through the previous nights, so as she scanned the stores she found Haynes Quidditch Supplies and walked in.
The shop was very dim lighted, deserted, but had lots of neat insterments, kits, and brooms she had never seen before. Amazed Melly whispered,"Hello... anyone there?" Looking around nervously there was no answer. So a little bit louder this time,"Excuse me." Aburptly there was so noise somewhere else in the shop that Mel couldn't register. A bit freaked out she walked over to a stand of brooms and began to look through them. |
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Post by Kayleen Wilbanks on Aug 21, 2008 5:46:43 GMT
Kayleen was asleep in her room when she herd the patter of rain beating up from the roof, she didn't know how she could hear it, because they were down in the dungeon. She couldn't fall back to asleep, so she decided to get out of bed and do something productive. She got out and put on a orange tank top and blue jeans. She did her makeup and hair then put on her orange tennis shoes, with her pearl orange necklace to top it off. She looked out the window of her room and saw the rain had come to a drizzle. She didn't feel like doing anything today, but she wanted to stay in today, but she needed a new broom for qudditch, since she was to far away to go to diagon alley she had to settle for the one in Hogsemade. Her mother owned that store to so it didn't matter.
Kayleen went outside and noticed it was still drizzling, she decided not to worry and she poofed an umbrella to protect her body from the rain. She was tired, but awake enough to see around. She noticed a Hufflepuff girl heading towards Hogesmade, but she didn't feel like tormenting at the moment so Kay just followed behind her. She noticed that the Hufflepuff girl was going into the same shop. WoW! What is the odds? Kayleen thought. Well she had to get a new broom so here she was about to go into her moms rival's shop.
She walked into the store just as the girl was asking if any one is there. "I am, may I help you?" she asked relived nobody was there. It would be easier to torment the girl.[/size]
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Post by Melusine Beauxmon on Aug 21, 2008 6:25:41 GMT
[[Kass this shop is owned by Russell Hayes... it is not your Mothers! So stop saying that! Please read the plot line, before posting, don't just make it up!]]
The outside skies began to rumble and the clouds started crashing together. Looking out through the glass door of the shop it began to poor down rain. Ugh why did I leave the caste? Melly thought. Sometimes after she did something she regreted it; and this was one of those times.
Just as Melusine had turned back around from staring out into the dark rain spluttered sky, she heard the door ding as someone walked in. What retarted idiot would leave the castle or their house in this kind of whether? Besides myself of course. Mel exclaimed in her mind, but only to herself. She whipped around to see who the in comer was and oh goody it was the annoying third year who tried to cause trouble at the end of year ball. Melusine guessed she was a fourth year now and may be a bit more mature.
"I am, may I help you?"
The girl spoke immediately after Melly had asked if anyone was there. Her tone of voice was as if she owned the place, but Melusine knew for a fact she didn't, because Russell Hayes, the real owner, had helped her many times in the past. "Oh no, not you... seeing as if you don't own the place, I don't want anything to do with you!" Melly said very smugly. She laid that down like icing on the cake. She did not want to get caught up with a Slytherin!
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Post by Kayleen Wilbanks on Aug 21, 2008 6:38:10 GMT
{{I know, sorry wrong site, there is more then one Riddikulus you know}}
Kayleen reached the store just in time. The rain started pouring down hard. Kayleen was glad she brought her umbrella. She looked around the destered shop and only noticed the Hufflepuff actually. She made a jokeing comment, but unfortunatly the girl didn't understand. She was tired and regreted comeing out at this hour, but she was already here so why not have some fun?She looked around again and noticed a broom unfortunatly it would have to wait, she had to take care of this girl. It shouldn't take that long she was a Huffie.
"Oh no, not you... seeing as if you don't own the place, I don't want anything to do with you!"
"Wow! To think Hufflepuffs were nice? I was making a joke, hun." she sneered. How much stupider could these people get? O' well. "So do you play qudditch?" Kayleen decided to ask. She didn't feel like doing much of anything else.
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Post by Melusine Beauxmon on Aug 21, 2008 17:41:40 GMT
The rain began to get harder and harder and the thunder was mixing with lightning. Oh how terrible! I'll have to spend the rest of the day with Kayleen Wilbanks in this Quidditch Store. Oh God help me! Melusine thought. It wasn't amusing to her, because it was the truth! How much worse could this day get? She was a seventh year and as far as Melusine was concerned this little twerp acted like a five year old. Something was wrong with this picture.
"Wow! To think Hufflepuffs were nice? I was making a joke, hun."
Okay, so this Slytherin was going way to far. Huffie's were nice, but not when a stupid snake was around them. "Excuse me little being, but that is enough. No need to be racial!" Melly said as sweetly as possible,"And besides we are just not around snakes!" She declared and spoke nothing, but the truth. "And by the way: Don't Call Me Hun!" Melusine said sternly!
"So do you play qudditch?"
Was this girl really talking to her? She was a Slytherin and a thousand year younger. Mels rubbed her temples and took a seat on one of the wire benches. "Yes I do." was simply her answer. |
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Post by Kayleen Wilbanks on Aug 21, 2008 18:21:35 GMT
Kayleen looked out the window and noticed it was raining harder and thundering more. Great so now she was stuck her with the girl all day, until the rain lit up at least. Well she could always poof her self back to the castle or just take her umbrella and walk out, and hurry back to the castle. She was tired all she wanted to do was go back to the castle and study with her friends. She was a respected fourth year, but apparently to the seventh year she was nothing, but a kid.
"Excuse me little being, but that is enough. No need to be racial!"
"I am almost as tall as you!" she exclaimed. "As for being racial, racial is when I say your Mexican or black. Being judgmental is where you say there nice, but you don't know them." she stated, getting all book smart on her.
"And by the way: Don't Call Me Hun!"
"OK, hun. I won't call you hun, hun" she smirked jokeingly. She wished she wasn't being so nice to the girl. The girl was lucky she wasn't getting tormented more, if her gang was here the girl would be dead.
"Yes, I do."
"Thats nice, I play Qudditch to." she stated. She didn't want to go on with this part of the conversation, but she was about to have fun with it. She smirked and waited for the girl to reply.
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Post by Melusine Beauxmon on Aug 21, 2008 20:42:42 GMT
This was going way to far. Melusine plopped down and took a seat on a close by wicker bench. It felt under her butt as if it were ancient. Melly giggled at her observation and heard the rain calm down just a bit. yes, but don't get too excited. She told herself. And that was it she jinxed it, because right then Mels looked out the window and lighting struck the ground. Oh brother! Melusine turned to face the little being as soon as she spoke.
"I am almost as tall as you!"
Did that really matter? Could the girl at least tell Mells something she already didn't know or that could be usefull to her later. "Okay um.. I don't care, I know i'm short." Melly said plain as day, and then the snake spoke again.
"As for being racial, racial is when I say your Mexican or black. Being judgmental is where you say there nice, but you don't know them."
Melusine placed her elbows on the table and placed her palms up. Her head fell into there crevices perfectly. Melly let out a sigh, was this ever going to end. "Let me see little being, just because i'm a Hufflepuff doens't mean i'm stupid, but I was using an annalogy, sweetie!" Melusine smarted back. Why was she arguing with a little girl.
"OK, hun. I won't call you hun, hun"
The girl was getting more and more annoying. So at this comment, Melusine decided not to answer. Instead she asked,"What's your name little one?" And that was it until, yet again, she spoke.
"Thats nice, I play Qudditch to."
To this Mellusine just smiled and nodded her head. Listening to the pitter patter of the rain, the booming of the thunder, and the crackleing of the Lightining. This was ridiculous. |
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Post by Kayleen Wilbanks on Aug 21, 2008 22:07:57 GMT
"Okay um.. I don't care, I know i'm short." [/color][/b]
"Oh No, I didn't mean to call you short, you just were calling me little being, but I was making a point I was the same size as you." she said as sweetly as she could. She was going to try and convince the girl that we should use magic to get back to the castle. She had a paper to write and well she needed to get out of her otherwise, she would have detention, again.
"Let me see little being, just because i'm a Hufflepuff doens't mean i'm stupid, but I was using an annalogy, sweetie!" [/color]
"Really I love annalogy's." she said. She actually could care less of what this girl had to say, but she had to get on good terms to use magic to get back to the castle. She was doing a good job in her opinion."What's your name little one?" [/color]
"Kayleen" that was as simple and right to the poing Kayleen could do. "Say, why don't we use magic to get back to the castle. You don't want to be stuck here, I don't want to and I have homework, so what do you say?" Kay tried to ask sweetly.
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Post by Melusine Beauxmon on Aug 23, 2008 1:40:26 GMT
It was around noon now and Melusine's stomach was growling like hell. She looked outside and the rain had slowed down just a bit, but really Melly didn't feel like getting up from her spot. She just glared at the girl. A little Slytherin girl was trying to pursuade her to do bad things and it was really getting on her nerves. What had Melusine gotten herself into. She didn't appreciate being made fun and made look stupid and it was going to end right now.
"Oh No, I didn't mean to call you short, you just were calling me little being, but I was making a point I was the same size as you."
Now the little girl thought she could lie. She was a little being, Melly had the right and authority to call her that. She was seventeen for crying out loud and the little smart elic was fourteen. Ugh- kids they were so frustrating! "Hun, I am seventeen and you are fourteen, so technically I have the right to call you "little being" okay!" Melly said without letting it be a question, but a statement.
"Really I love annalogy's."
Really, like a little Slytherin Snake liked anything about school work. Melusine could see it now... T, T, T, P, P, A! Those would be her grades when she actually turned in her homework. A visual popped up into her mind, Melly gave a laugh at this, it looked perfect.
"Kayleen"
Oh yes the perfect name for a Slytherin: borning, blah, skin deep, and normal. Ha- Melusine would die with a common name like that! She had never ever met anyone with the same name as her and never planned to. "I see." Mells mumbled under her breath.
"Say, why don't we use magic to get back to the castle. You don't want to be stuck here, I don't want to and I have homework, so what do you say?"
Now the girl was asking her to break the rules. No way, Melusine was not going to use magic, she was under age until she graduated. No matter how many times the girl asked, batted her eyelashes, or said sweetly, Melusine was not giving in. "Sorry hun, I won't break the rules, I'm supposed to be a good example, so nope, but you can go." Melly urged, it would be lovely if the girl left her alone! |
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Post by Kayleen Wilbanks on Aug 30, 2008 19:37:25 GMT
Kayleen was listening to the girl talk, but all she heard was blah, blah blah. She could really care less what the girl had to say as long as she got to the castle then she would be fine. She stared out the window and saw the rain beating down. She snickered a bit and then the girl spoke to her.
"Hun, I am seventeen and you are fourteen, so technically I have the right to call you "little being" okay!" [/b] "So you think you have more rights the me, because your like three years older." she yelled angryly. She was not putting up with this any longer. Why did she have to come out today, o why? "I see." [/b] "At least I don't have a common name or a crazy one." she sneered. What more could this girl come up with? She was tired of this and looked out the window tempted to charm the rain to stop when she walked outside and so she didn't get wet. It would be quite funny, she thought. "Sorry hun, I won't break the rules, I'm supposed to be a good example, so nope, but you can go." [/b] "Are you kidding? How old do you think I am, I don't need to see a good example" she mumbled. It was true she should behave more, but for sure she wasn't going to say it. All Kayleen wanted to do was leave.[/color][/size] |
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Erys Grace
Dark Arts Apprentice
Animagus
Quidditch Beater
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Post by Erys Grace on Oct 21, 2008 5:21:42 GMT
For a time longer than she could ever remember, Erys longed to feel the coarse, splintered wood of a broom handle wrapped in the steadfast grip of her fingers. Last year she had to compromise and become a Chaser rather than Beater--seeing as someone got their fat, grubby paws on the rank before she'd managed to nab it--and after the season ended she was stuck on the sidelines. Months passed, and soon Quidditch started up again, though this time around she had nicked the Beater spot, and the thick, standard club was now in her grasp once again. Erys couldn't have been more pleased to witness the look of utter disappointment on a fifth year's face as she had scampered up to sign her name, only to find that there were no more spots open. "Tough luck." She murmured comfortingly--if a snake could ever comfort a mouse--before scooting the child out of her way and heading down to her next class. The afternoon consisted of the typical dull day, filled with homework and various mishap activities, and the only reason the Slytherin hadn't snapped already was because she was planning on popping in to pay Haynes a visit. Needed better gloves before practise started; the grip had worn two gaping, scraggly holes in the leather on her palms.
Slipping unnoticed inside, she breezed past the brooms, confident her own model was perfectly tuned to her style of play. Stopping at the mouthgards for the more intense sessions, like during storms or particularily violent games, Erys managed to overhear an entire conversation, or babble of pathetic squabbling, between Kayleen Wilbanks and Melusine Beauxmon. Something about apparating back to the castle? Was she insane? Unable to help herself, she turned the corner and joined them where they were standing. "Kayleen, I'm fairly sure that fourth years can't apparate. You're going to learn how to do that in, what, fifth, sixth year?" Possibly late seventh, depending on what courses you were taking. "And besides that no one can apparate inside or outside of the school." Dismissing this common knowledge with a mocking flick of her wrist, Erys ran her tongue along her lips, wrinkling her nose at the faded scent of sweat, probably on an old, recycled broomstick in the sale bin or something.
Eyeing Melusine as if she were something to eat, Erys licked her lips again, grinning. One of these days she'd catch her in her animagus form and swallow her, if she kept strutting around with that pompous, pea-brained attitude of hers. Despite her fuming thoughts Erys remained a complete mask of calm on the outside, choosing to fight this battle--if it could even be called that--with calculated, scathing words, instead of temper tantrums. "What was your form again?" She asked casually, tasting the air and flashing a hand-in-the-cookie-jar smile. "Rat?" Num.[/color]
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