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(3/2/04 6:10 pm) Reply
Gryffindor's Breakfast
(I'm assuming that the other Gryffindor Breakfast was for yesterday, or last week, or whatever, so I'm starting new.)
Rose walked into the Great hall w/ Red, her Eastern Screech Owl, on her shoulder. There wasn't anyone at the Gryffindor table yet.
"Why did you have to wake me up so early, Red?" she said to her owl. Red didn't answer (not that she could) and so Rose sat in the closest seat on the Gryffindor table and grabbed two pieces of toast. She slathered lemon curd over both of them and ate them with gusto. she glanced around again, as if to confirm that there really was nobody else there, and then sighed.
"You'd better go back up to the owlry, Redivius." she said. Red merely blinked. "What are you looking at me like that for? Go on." Red blinked her volminous eyes yet again, then took off, pinching Roses shoulder as she did so.
"Ouch!" said Rose. "What did you do that for?" Red simply continued flapping up to the owlry. "Silly owl." Rose muttered. she decided she might as well go to her first class, as there was nothing to do here. She swung her bag over her shoulder and left the Great hall.
Rochelle's shoulder grazed the entrace to the Great Hall and she rubbed it absentmindedly....she was feeling odd today....not very (*gasp*) talkative! That was it! She quickly ran toward the Gryfinndor table and spotted a girl (her name is Rose I think.... she thought) and began talking to her feircfully.
"You know, owls are not aloud out of the owelry unless they are delivering a letter/package to a student within the schedualed time." she said, quoting the rule book.
Carmondy
Carmondy came runnign into the Great Hall, with an anxious expression on her face. She had just recieved a most disturbing owl form her Granmother. Spotting Rose, she quickly ran over to her, nearly knocking over a short, brown-haired girl who was talking almost as quickly as Carmondy had entered.
"Whoops! Sorry about that! Rose-- MAJOR problem."
bookworm Professor
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(12/2/04 6:58 pm) Reply
problem?
"what is it?" asked Rose. "I have nothing to do, I was just heading to Transfiguration. Red woke me up early, so I thought nobody else was up." bookworm
Carmondy
Carmondy waved the brochure she clenched tightly in her fists in front of Rose's startled face,
"Look at THIS!"
She hurridly un-crumpled it and read aloud, "Saint Thomas Aquina's School for Girls.....blablabla......my point would be, THIS is where Grandmother might make me go next year!"
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(19/2/04 7:08 pm) Reply
Rosalee's Responce
OOC: I tried like twice in the last couple of days to add to this thread, but for some reason the computer wouldn't let me. I'm not sure why. Is this something I should worry about?
IC: Rose was shocked. "Why? why would she want you to leave hogwarts? theres only two years left, after all." bookworm
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(19/2/04 9:16 pm) Reply
Taking the Great Hall by storm
The Marauders moved into the Great Hall en masse, choosing a spot a little ways along the table from where Rosalee and Carmondy were sitting.
"They drag you out of bed far too early in this place," Sirius said with a wide yawn.
"It was your own fault for waking up with the sun," Remus replied mildly.
"Technicalities, Moony, technicalities."
Peter was the only one of the group who didn't look exhausted; he alone had slept through the scuffle in the dormitory (when James had jumped on Sirius to stop his dawn serenade).
Their conversation was cut short by the arrival of the mail. Like an invading army, nearly every owl in the school swept into the Great Hall, dropping letters right and left. A somewhat battered pigmy owl landed in Remus' cup of orange juice, clutching a newspaper nearly twice its size.
"Careful there," Remus said kindly, fishing the sodden bird out and gently drying its feathers with napkins filched from all of the surrounding plates. "Go rest in the Owlery."
The tiny owl obeyed, flying somewhat woozily out of the Great Hall. "Dunno what Mum was thinking, getting me an owl that titchy," Remus said. "It's cute, but the Prophet nearly kills it every time."
"What's in there?" Sirius asked, pointing to the paper. "Anything interesting?"
"Nothing on Quidditch, if that's what you mean. But..." Remus' face darkened. "Listen to this: 'Two Ministry of Magic officials killed in nighttime attack. Richard and Patricia Lovelang, both Aurors in the employ of the Ministry, were killed last night in a nighttime attack by an unknown Death Eater...Dark Mark found over house...place reduced to rubble...' everything," Remus finished grimly. "These are getting worse and worse. Nearly every day, they are."
Walking in unoticeably
Lizzie slipped into the great hall and saw the 2 groups of people collected. Not feeling like bursting in on either of their conversations, she sat down a few seats down from Carmondy and began to eat.
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(20/2/04 5:45 pm) Reply
Rosalee
Rose waited for Carmondy's responce. She seemed angry beyond words. She smiled at Lizzie as she sat down.
Carmondy bit her bottom lip and sighed, "She found out about my bellybutton." Carmondy slightly lifted up her shirt to reveal a silver glint around her bellybutton area, "Hi, Lizzie. And now she's convinced Hogwarts has something to do with my 'wild streak'. She's never seen this place, after all. She's a muggle. Why trust a school she's never even seen?"
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(20/2/04 7:41 pm) Reply
James
James raised his eyebrows, "Really? Every day?" He glanced around at his friends a trifle anxiously. "I didn't think it had gotten that bad..."
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(20/2/04 8:48 pm) Reply
Well...
"Well..." said Rose, "If you give her no reason to believe otherwise, than why shouldn't she assume somthing of the sort?"
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(20/2/04 10:00 pm) Reply
Re: Well...
OOC: Please, bookworm, no font stunts in the IC threads. :-/ It's really hard to read against the black and kind of disrupts the story.
IC:
"It has," Peter broke in unexpectedly. "Gotten that bad, I mean. Roberta works in the Ministry; she's always writing about the attacks. They come all the time, on anyone who's perceived as a threat to You-Know-Who. And on a lot of Muggles and Muggle-borns too, just for sport." His face pale, Peter glanced at the copy of the Prophet in front of Remus. "She told me about the Lovelangs, once or twice. Just mentioned them in passing. Said they were top of their field...really young, too." With a last admiring glance at the newspaper, he set about eating the toast he had been buttering for the length of the conversation. "Too much butter."
"I'd like to do that," Sirius said reflectively. Peter looked up, startled - there was a seriousness in Padfoot's voice that one didn't hear often. "That Auror stuff, I mean."
"You could do it," Peter said honestly. I would like to, too, he thought, but didn't say it aloud. Peter knew that his chances of ever becoming an Auror were slim to none; the chances of his becoming a top Auror were positively nonexistant. He had never been good in classes. At least, not compared to James, Remus, and Sirius - although there were few who could ever hope to meet their level of intelligence. Peter generally managed to scrape by with high grades, although not the best. Teachers generally viewed him as rather slow and to be pitied. Peter suspected that, had he a different set of friends, this wouldn't be the case (ANYONE looked slow and deserving of pity when compared with his friends). But he liked them too much to wish for that change.
"Watch out, Wormtail," Sirius said from across the table, looking concerned. "You look like you're thinking hard - be careful, you can do yourself real damage that way!" Sirius' bouts of gravity never lasted long.
Lizzie
Lizzie smield at Rose politely, and then continued eating. She wasn't trying to listen in or anything, but it turned out she could hear the Gryffindor boys quite well from where she was sitting.
It's true,she thought. Attacks ARE happening quite frequently.I'm safe at Hogwarts though, she thought reassuringly. Dumbledor's here, nothing can happen, but for some reason, that still didn't rid her of all her fears.
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(21/2/04 12:00 pm) Reply
Rosalee
"And theres another thing." said Rose to Carmondy. "Hogwarts is one of the few safe places left. Is that school or whatever it was...is it as safe as Hogwarts?"
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(21/2/04 8:47 pm) Reply
Morgan Louisa
Morgan entered the Great Hall wearily. She'd overslept her alarm and woken up to find the dormitory empty, and a scant ten minutes left for breakfast.
"G'morning," she mumbled, sitting down between Lizzie and Rose.
Carmondy
Carmondy sighed, "It's a MUGGLE school. So basically, Grandmother doesn't want me to be a witch anymore. Not that she can really do anything about THAT, but she CAN send me to that school. Gosh, what am I supposed to DO? I don't WANT to go to some boring boarding school for girls! I've had ENOUGH of those!"
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(28/2/04 1:27 pm) Reply
well,.....
"well, why don't you send her a letter?" said Rose."Tell her how tragic it would be to leave - " she sighed her most tragic sigh - "and how much you would miss your friends..."
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