Dream Academy: School for the magically gifted « Result #1 on Aug 11, 2009, 2:00am »
Dream Academy is a small school located in a peaceful little place off the shores of... mainland. Intelligent children and adults across the planet are sent here to become wonderful students and future... Welcome to our school.
This isn't a normal school, and this certainly isn't what you think it is.
Dream Academy is a school for the magically gifted. Located on a large island in the Bermuda Triangle, its far from any form of civilization.
The school itself is built on bloodied grounds, aching from years of endless wars on the soil. These grounds are called the Emerald Fields... a place where villages destroyed themselves and people bleed in plain sight. The old inhabitants were murderers, thirsting only for blood.
Long ago, this island was deserted, leaving absolutely nothing behind to call a home.
But this isn't where it all started.... No, this started far, far away... On a whole other planet.
A battle, one so violent that even children were in danger. Vampires and Werewolves attacked their enemies, and shape-shifters fooled the children into death. The war didn't end there... it's still continuing today.
Professor David Cookie was in charge of a scientific project when he discovered this other planet, which he kept to himself. In an attempt to save them, he moved both his daughter and his wife to the island in the Bermuda, building the Magica people a safe haven for existence. Many escaped to this isle, where they found a school waiting for their presence...
Dream Academy was created for those of Magica to teach, and learn the magic needed to survive life anywhere. But as Professor David soon found out, not only the people of Magica could have special abilites...
Humans from all over to world posses the ability to preform magic, but without constant practice, this is unable to be achieved. Professor David began his search for these humans, and sent letters out to those he found.
There's a place for you in this world, My Friend. That place is here.
Twilight's Meadow « Result #4 on Jun 4, 2009, 4:37am »
And then we continued blissfully into this small but perfect piece of our forever.
The title Breaking Dawn is one that would bring you hope, for it means that the day, the story, is just beginning. And yet, the last page of the novel are two words and two words only.
the end
There is no epilogue, and it leaves one wondering, what about the other half-breeds? What more is found out about Nessie's growth spurts? Does she end up with Jacob? Was Nahuel's wonderment the only reason he stared at the mother and daughter? These, among many other questions ran through my mind not too long ago when I closed the final book in the Twilight Saga. I cried with Bella, I laughed at Jacob, I swooned for Edward.
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On Twilight's Meadow you, the roleplayer, shall decide what one thing leads to the other.
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Breaking Dawn leaves us wondering about Nahuel's sisters. We have given them names, now it's your turn to give them life. We have all sorts of characters open, in fact, it's the most detailed list I've seen. Any character you could think of is listed...so long as they were at least mentioned throughout the novels and aren't deceased.
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Huge World of Harry Potter « Result #9 on Apr 18, 2009, 10:36pm »
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Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #15 on Sept 25, 2008, 5:10pm »
Alice watched smugly as Bella got up and began to walk towards the door. Alice followed Bella out of the room, a dazzaling grin on her face. "True true," Alice muttered importantly, nodding to the fact that people might be there in an empty room. It wasn't good to be in a party hall alone. No no. Too depressing. Too quiet. Too sad. Alice was actually quite looking forward to the music these witches and wizards would put on. They apparently had their own sort of songs and music-stations.
"So Bella," Alice trilled, catching upto her to-be sister in law, "How've you been? I've barely seen any of you!" she complained, her grin shrinking into a smile. Alice pushed open the door to the General Commonroom, skipping outside, holding the door to let Bella and Janelle pass through. Shutting the door behind the two, Alice glided towards Bella, waiting for her to reply.
Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #16 on Sept 23, 2008, 6:05pm »
Bella blushed slightly at the compliment given to her about how the dress looked on her. She looked down at herself to see how she looked, and had to admit the dress was a pretty blue, although a little bit brighter than the sweater she had just been wearing. She was also surprised that the headmistress got to her before Alice could and gently lead her to sit down on the bed so that her hair and makeup could be done.
She was waiting for her hari to be lightly pulled and twisted and have various things done to it, but only felt it do things automatically as the headmistress had cast spells on her hair so that it would do itself. Although the spells were done, she still could feel the headmistress picking at locks of her hair. Bella just hoped it was to everyone's standards. "Thanks," she mumbled, looking at her with a little smile, and then looked to Alice, who had makeup sprawled everywhere.
She felt eyes boring into her and looked up to meet Alice's golden eyes staring right into her. At the command, she instantly shut her eyes, knowing that her eyes were going to get done, but her whole face was done in the few seconds it took Alice to do up her face. When she said that it would do, Bella opened her eyes slowly, just in case Alice wanted to make any quick changes.
A quiet sigh of relief escaped Bella as she was announced suitable for the party, she got up and gave Alice a little smile too, noticing that she sounded pleased even though she wasn't the one to do her hair. "Um, can we go back now? There might be people there in an empty room," she said, heading to the door slowly, trying to walk safely in the heels that Alice had tossed in with her when she changed clothes.
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Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #17 on Sept 22, 2008, 10:29am »
Alice had ofcourse obviously seen how the dress was going to look on Bella, and hence it didn't surprise her one bit, as Janelle pulled Bella out to make her sit down. Alice tried to focus on how Bella would look with all the make up on, even though Alice knew exactly what she was doing, seeing just reassured her, though, with Janelle's hair style pushing into her vision, things seemed to blur up a bit. And there was no doubt that Janelle would want to have a say in doing the make-up aswell. Or so Alice thought, anyway.
Alice breathed out, not that she needed to ofcourse, but it was just something to comfort her nerves, because not being able to see, and looking at Janelle's egearness to help, was frustrating Alice. It wasn't that Alice didn't appricate Janelle helping, but Alice was too used to operating alone, to actually want anyone helping her. Alice liked being in control, and everyone knew that. The only reason Alice wasn't pushing Janelle outside the door right this moment was because of the fact that Janelle had sheltered her and her family, and Alice felt she owed Janelle a lot.
Alice Cullen would indeed have to make certain sacrifices. But then again, when it came to her family, she could sacrifice her life, and it wouldn't seem enough to her. Alice didnt bother looking at Bella as Janelle got her to sit down, the petite figure of Alice stood on the other side of Bella, her arms crossed across her chest, as Janelle began to do her hair. Within less than a minute, Janelle had got Bella's hair done. Alice had to admit, it did look quite nice. "Nice one." she praised. Alice wasn't one to not-value fashion, and if something really caught Alice's liking, it ought to get credit.
Alice halted for a moment, her liquid eyes boring into Bella's face, and then, "Shut your eyes Bella!" Alice commanded, and within the next sixteenth of a second, her hands were brushing all over Bella's face. Alice was taking particular care to not tough the fact of the fragile human in front of her, just brush past it, little bit of pressure, and she would be harmed. After about a minute, Alice danced back a couple of steps to look at her work.
"It'll do." She muttered, sounding just about satisfied. If they'd have had more time, she would've made Bella look perfect. But in the current time frame, this was as close to perfect as they were going to get. "Now, we can officially say you're ready for the party." A triumphant grin hit Alice's face, as she turned around to look at the witch besides her.
"You'd do well with fashion designing," Alice complimented, her voice sounding happier than it had done in a long time. To the headmistress it would probably sound like a nineteen year old petite girl talking (hence - it would sound rather odd), but if she actually looked at it from the point of view of a hundred year old vampire, who's been through literally eighty-nine years of changing fashion, it was actually a huge compliment.
Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #18 on Sept 22, 2008, 1:34am »
"Calm down Alice, and yes I will fix her hair." the headmistress smiled warmly at the petite vampire, her eyes averting to the door every second. Trying to catch a glimpse of Bella first before Alice. Seeing the whole situation revolve around her made her want to chuckle at Alice's frantic looks and Bella's uncomfortable gaze, but she thought better of it of course and instead hoped to catch Bella and gently pull her to the sit. Gently. Repeating it twice in her head made her determined to beat the fast vampire, while distracted - hopefully.
As she saw the small glimpse of blue material, she jumped to her feet and raced her way to Bella, stopping close to her as she whispered out of breath, "The dress looks gorgeous on you dear, now lets sit." her gentle warm hand, searched for hers as she pulled her lightly, catching Alice pouring out the make-up for Bella. "Now Bella, I promise you with magic it won't hurt a bit, I promise"she reassured warmly seeing the young muggle in a vulnerable state always made her sad. Hence she tried to keep the pestering petite vampire away.
Sitting Bella down, she took out her wand and muttered a few spells, making her hair a bit more full with life. More thick, as she picked locks of her hair again from both sides of her framed face, and clipped it together with a beautiful sparkling flower. To finish the under one minute hair-make-over, Janelle muttered a few words again, all quick and non-understandable to the non-magical heritance population. The rest of her hair, now in ringlets of beautiful sunkissed hair, smiling brightly she mused,"You do look gorgeous Bella, you really do. Just the make-up now." Janelle turned to Alice, hoping her expression was much happier at the beautiful result, than her stressed expression minutes ago.
Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #19 on Sept 21, 2008, 7:48pm »
Bella bit her lip a little to hide a small grin as she heard Alice's reaction to the headmistress giving a suggestion. She knew better than anyone that Alice liked to do it all on her own and never needed any suggestions, for she always knew what she was doing. She got up when her wrist was yanked - gently for Alice - and stood still when she was circled around really fast, and then watched as in a second a pretty blue dress was held in front of her.
She was about to take the dress and put it on herself when, of course, she didn't move fast enough for Alice and was dragged into the closet and shut inside. Grumbling quietly as she heard Alice enlist the headmistress for help, Bella put on the dress, trying to do it so that she didn't hurt the dress or rip it or something.
Once she got it on safely, she stepped back out and saw a whole bunch of makeup and stuff sitting out on the bed, and the two women looking at her. She winced a little as she knew the makeup and hair stuff was for her, and then waited to be grabbed and done up, as with things like this she was normally not given the chance to move of her own accord.
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Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #20 on Sept 21, 2008, 6:15pm »
Alice looked down at Bella, looking as if she was ready for a mission, it was only then, that she noticed Janelle who had began giving Alice suggestions. No one gave Alice suggestions when it came to fashion. "It's fine." Alice snapped, directing a glance at Janelle, "I got it." Alice grabbed Bella by her wrist yet again - trying to keep it as delicate as possible. Once she had her 'victim' as others liked to reffer to themselves as, standing, she began to move around Bella, before stopping in front of her.
"Hmmm, yes." She reassured herself, and within the next second, Alice had a dress dancing in front of Bella's face. "Go, put it on. Now!" she ordered, her eyes giving Bella a murderous glance. She didn't bother to wait for Bella to even move. She just pushed Bella straight into the wadrobe, shutting the door behind her. She did it extreemly gentally ofcourse.
Alice pranced back towards the headmistress, and was a hundred percent sure that Bella would look stunning in the dress, though that wasn't enough. Hair and make up must be sorted. Janelle was write in saying that Bella's hair needed to be clipped back. Alice turned around to look at Janelle. "Okay. Janelle, need you to do me a favour." Alice mused, There wasn't time, or she'd have done it herself, "I need you to fix up Bella's hair with magic. Your Idea sounds good. Go ahead with it."
Alice didn't wait for the headmistress to agree or disagree, and within the next couple of seconds, Alice had dug through a rather large bag, and taken out a couple of nessecary make-up items. "Foundation, lipgloss, eyeliner, marcara, eye-pencil and blush. Perfect."
Alice turned around to face Janelle, a triumphant grin on her lips. "It's makeover time." She trilled.
Slaying the d.r.e.a.m.e.r.:{Astoria « Result #22 on Sept 21, 2008, 5:42pm »
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;; final » my boyfriend is bang, the boom, the beat he's beatin' down the door to get to me !! ;; future » it's inside my body, my boyfriends a hottie, but you already should know that !! ;; possible future » seeps in underneath the door, sinks in and stains the floor, all alone, want to feel !! ;; current » my boyfriend is music, yeah, music is my boyfriend, he never takes the pressure off !! ;; past (still friends) » maybe you should learn to watch your tongue, ‘cause boy I've had enough !! ;; past (bad terms) » baby doll, I'll kick the boys and make them fall, baby doll I’ll kick the boys !! ;; past (she wants to get back) » you're finally touching me and you realize I'm asleep, I'm asleep !! ;; past (he wants to get back) » why am I still with you when I know that it'll never work? !! ;; forbidden » i don't need no silly boys, I just need my boyfriend, I don't need no silly boys !! ;; secret » honey and hormones, you're holding my hand, sugary slow-jams, making love on the sand !! ;; unrequited love » you jump in the shower, regardless that I'd much rather you just hang tough !! ;; crush on him» why did I fall for you, fallen for all the lies, alibis, that you said !! ;; crush on her » he knows just how I want it, he sees my hips swayin', the moment beats layin' !! ;; mutual crush » i do what he says but I end up falling off the edge I don't know what to do, it seems !! ;; flirt » when you lay me down, on your pillow now and sprinkle roses on the sheets I get the creeps !! ;; fling (current) » cuz I like your lips but this foreplay kiss has been goin' on way too long !! ;; fling (past) » march to the future, lipstick, I might kill you or kiss ya, baby doll gone wrong !! ;; one night stand » well excuse me while I throw up, take a second to interrupt, all this round about sucks !! ;; lust » we'll be ripping the clothes right off, backseat, not sweet, but it's my make-out song !! ;; friends with benefits » i'll be blowing the candles out, lights on, it's wrong, but it's my make-out song !! ;; physical attraction » get up to go shower, I'm dancing for hours, he knows the way I like it !! ;; make-out buddies » my headphones are on, his low wind is thumpin' and just me and him bumpin'!!
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Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #23 on Sept 21, 2008, 5:31pm »
Grumbling a little, Bella tried to keep up as she was dragged, and a little whimper that she knew Alice would hear let the vampire know that her grip was getting to be painful. It was loosened thankfully, but it was still an unbreakable hold. She followed until she was set down on Alice's bed in the dorms and given a little threat if she tried to get away. Bella couldn't resist looking at the portrait that would let her out, and as she did the headmistress sat next to her and spoke about it. Nothing was going to let her out, and she couldn't help letting out a little groan at that fact.
She watched as Alice attacked the wardrobe and pulled out a bunch of clothes that she would probably be forced to try on, and pouted a little. She should've known that she wouldn't have been able to escape Alice and her imminent makeovers. "Oh," she said at the headmistress' attempt to make her feel better, though how she could pick up that she didn't pick a good outfit - which was something expected of her - still made her blush a little. She hunched her shoulders a little and let her hair curtain her reddening face as the headmistress now started helping picking out her new outfit.
"Um, thank you," she mumbled as she straightened back up instinctively as her hair was starting to be taken care of. The front of her hair was pulled back, and there went her protective curtain, but there wasn't much else she could do as there were now not just Alice getting her changed. And so, she just sat there obediantly and waited to stand up and have her change of clothes.
-x- Astoria Greengrass « Result #25 on Sept 21, 2008, 4:20pm »
[THIS IS...]
[Astoria Lynn Greengrass]
[sixteen]
[sixth;Slytherin]
[Pure; GREENGRASS//moon family]
[Hazel]
[Pale Blonde]
[about 5'6"]
[Caroline Trentini]
[THEY'RE LIKE && WERE...]
[Appearince]Perhaps in another life she was the daughter of a Maharajah, dressed in swathing saris and delicate pieces of gold, but in this life Astoria is simply a Greengrass, the youngest girl and the dreamer. (Her sister, in her opinion, really got all the looks in the family.) Story has large, watery blue eyes that fill up her face, sitting lightly on her high cheekbones. Her eyes can tell a story of their own, almost, with how expansive they are, and how much they can say about her emotions at any particular moment.
She has a shock of corn silk colored hair, more yellow than her sisters and not nearly as long. It comes just down to her mid-back and curls ever so slightly, so that on an average day it seems wavy. Her hair is, for lack of a better word, one of the parts of herself she doesn't see too much of a need to care for. Regular washings, brushings, and the like she will gladly do, but as for putting it up in more than a pony she sees no point. It's very simple, her hair, and Story doesn't mind the look at all.
Her two lips, a naturally pale pink, aren't too puffy or too thin, and she quite likes them. In her short years she's only ever kissed one boy (in her third year, it was some Ravenclaw), and she still can't shake the sensation from her lips, that burning, full-bodied feeling. She keeps her lips soft just for that feeling, well, for the sensation of that feeling, and the hopes that she might one day feel that again.
Her skin is pale, granted, but anyone from England is going to have pale, white skin. Unless, of course, your ancestry was different that of the Anglo Saxton, and your great-great grandparents hailed from say, Egypt or India. In which case, your skin would probably be quite a deal darker than Astoria's, or even, maybe a bit lighter than if you had been in said country of origin. The English sun makes all who stand before her pale, you see. But perhaps, it is the few chances for the sun to really shine that when Astoria does chance to soak in the sun that she gets her freckles from, the light dusting of which dances across her nose and cheeks.
As for the rest of her, her height (she's not quite tall, but taller than her sister), her weight (she's not a cow, but she's not a twig, either, and she quite likes her curvy shape that's nearly done forming), her stature (proud, like her father, graceful, like her mother), she doesn't care much to spend the time in the morning to care for. If they happen to look good that day, then great, otherwise, people can learn to deal.
Makeup is not her friend, and really is something she doesn't like and will only wear if she has to. Her fashion sense is more common than her sister's, more sensible, as it were. Instead of luxurious silks and duponi's to adorn herself with, a plain cotton tee and a pair of jeans suit her just fine. Tennis shoes, or really, no shoes at all, are her favorite to wear, in no particular make or model. Dresses are fun as well, but worn less often by Story, since it does get cold out and she hates the cold. But still, she's a fashionable girl in her own rights, and does what she can to get by.
[Character History] Astoria was second. She was always second. Her birth was actually celebrated with much pomp on that cold and rainy February day in 1982, just outside of Wiltshire. There was, however, one individual who was quite displeased with the little bundle of joy, her older sister, Daphne. Daphne had been Mummy and Daddy's little princess the whole two years of her life, and she was not used to being put aside for someone else. Astoria believes it was really at this moment that the sibling rivalry began, when Daphne did everything she could to make her parents ignore the baby and pay attention to her. Even as a baby Astoria didn't mind. She would cry very little, seemingly so that her parents could manage their toddler.
Growing up was really the same as her infancy. When Astoria was but a tender three years of age, her older, supposedly protective sister tried to sell her to Mr. Borgin from Borgin and Burkes for a single Galleon. Astoria doesn't really remember this incident, but apparently her mother had taken them into the shop for something or another and turned her back for a moment, and the next Daphne was bartering for the pretty blonde babe holding tightly to her hand. When she was old enough to understand this Astoria was a bit upset with her sister's behavior, but she understood Daphne's desire to be the baby again, to be the Princess.
Lessons were taught at the manor, which Astoria had always believed to be an Indian bungalow complete with magnolias growing on the terrace. She didn't learn to play the piano but the sitar, she didn't take ballroom dancing lessons but lessons on belly dancing. Her world was always somewhere it shouldn't have been, and she was always sitting in her room making up stories about faraway places and of the different magics that she didn't know, quite possibly how her father came to nickname her Story. She would very excitedly tell her father her stories before going to bed each night, quite the reversal from her sister, who demanded the same book be read to her night after night.
Daph took etiquette lessons from a different teacher than Story, who had an elderly, bent woman to teach her to walk and talk properly. Her governess taught her to read and write and to calculate numbers. She enjoyed her time with her governess, to be realistic, even though the woman was harsh, because she was not in the same room as her sister, competing to be first. Daph was always doing her best to outshine her sister, and after years of it Story gave up, disappearing into her tales and letting her sister win. It was this behavior that worried her father, making him believe that she would not be placed into Slytherin when her time to go to Hogwarts came, but she knew deep down that she possessed the same drive as her sister - she simply did not wish to fight with the girl she loved the very most.
Something that was different between the two sisters, apart from Story being able to read and write better than her sister earlier on in her life (and the subsequent surpassing of her sister in reading, writing and calculations in lessons - which drove her sister visibly nuts), Story was given the option to learn how to ride a horse or to take singing lessons. Considering that Daph had already taken over the music room with her braying, Story opted instead to learn to ride. Her horse was a grey dapple-back named Toast (a name she picked herself when she was six) that took to her very well. To Story, though, he was a brave and noble steed, tall, white and proud, bearing her across vast plains and to exotic castles in distant lands. She would groom him for hours and then feed him oats and apples and sugar cubes snuck from the kitchen. On rainy days she would sit beside him and regale a story, and he seemed to listen, and she and Toast very much loved each other as though Toast had been her brother.
Now, a hot point of interest that concerned Daph more than Astoria was Draco Malfoy. The boy had known Astoria since the day she was born, as he had been there with his father and mother to congratulate the Greengrass family on their new baby. That was the day that Daph met him, and the day that Astoria believes her sister fell in love with the boy. Now, it was no concern of hers what his feelings were toward anyone, because she rightly didn't care too much for him at that. She was five before she even said hello to him at one of his mother's annual balls, and he didn't even so much as smile at her, probably because Daph was right at his side, practically begging him to dance. The balls were annual and each year she saw him and maybe had a polite conversation, but no relationship beyond acquaintance ever formed. But that is bending the history line a bit.
When Astoria was eight, shortly after the music had long since been silenced of the early summer ball, her father left to go away on a very important business trip. Not being particularly naive, Story could tell that her father was a Death Eater and that her mother was a supporter of the one called Voldemort, and that her father was often away causing havoc in some part of the world. When he was at home he was smiling Daddy, he was the one who listened to stories and passed out presents and made life shine for Astoria. But that first time he went away, her mother freaked out and broke the lock on the liquor cabinet and drank herself into a stupor. Story didn't understand until much later why her mother had been so upset over her father leaving for those few days - he had gone to Ireland and killed several people who were about to release the Greengrass name to the Daily Prophet and the Ministry of Magic. A man, his wife and children were slaughtered so that the Greengrass family could remain in peace, and though Astoria is still shocked at her father's actions, she is oddly at peace with it also. Had he not done so, she would have lost her father completely, and that would have greatly changed who she had become so far.
Apparently Daph was quite upset that her mother was too drunk to remember her birthday in the turmoil of her father being gone, and Story did her best to give her sister a good birthday. She had the house elves make a wonderful cake with ten candles on it, covered in strawberry frosting, Daph's favorite, and a little picture of Daph smiling and beaming out at the world to see. With little money Astoria couldn't give her sister much, and all she could get was a little silver locket, in which she put her and her sister's smiling and waving pictures, face to face. Daph had cried a little when the house elves had brought out the cake and Astoria singing Happy Birthday, a bit off tune, which Daph pointed out, but they hugged anyway and ate cake until they couldn't move. It was the closest Astoria can remember her and Daph being. Every day since has been filled with bickering of some kind, over clothes, a boy that looked at Astoria and not at Daph, over the weather, anything that made Daph feel like she was first. Story doesn't mind, she just let her sister have her way, since she needed it so badly.
Daphne went off to Hogwarts the next year. Home life was terribly sad, since her father didn't have time for stories anymore, her mother was fostering her drinking habit, and a lot of strange men were at the house. Story spent quite a lot of her last few years with Toast, riding him when she could, though she was no longer transported away to magical places. She was just on the moors, surrounded by heath and lavender, the cold grey skies unwelcoming and threatening. She continued in her lessons with her hobbled governess, who was now teaching her about Hogwarts and the great history of Slytherin, about Muggle-born and Mudbloods and all kinds of things, and the anger that was now in the world scared Astoria, honestly.
Her mother, father, and even when Daph came home from school, they were so tired and angry. The color had fled from the world and made Story feel so cold, so alone. What she could tell no one was the secrets she bore of her family, not even those inside her family. Her mother could never know that her father was seeing other women (he would smell of different perfumes when he came home from trips away), as it would break her heart. Her mother drank, and that was no secret, but the men at the manor at all hours of the day when her father was out, and when she saw the men coming out of Daphne's room she knew horrible things were happening around her. The soft cries that ensued only confirmed what she believed to have happened, and later when she saw her sister and the bruises, and when she was older the cuts on her legs... Astoria only knew it to be true. She would never tell the secrets of her family, because she has their reputation to think of. She would only confess out of love and compassion, so that her family might heal itself with the truth.
Her letter came shortly before Daphne's thirteenth birthday. Astoria was excited the day her letter came, the same that Daph had been, but the next day it was as if no letter had come at all. She was calm and reserved, as though going to a school for magic was what every child in the world did. Her sister's birthday was a good one, and it wasn't until a month later they went to Diagon Alley to shop for the supplies for both girls. Fitting for robes, buying of books, cauldrons, and most importantly, her wand. Her mother was red-eyed, bleary, but sober, and it was a good day for the whole family. The only depressing part of the whole start of school was her inability to bring Toast with her. Instead she willed his care to the grounds keeper hired on by her father years ago and settled instead for a plain mail owl, one that had been serving her family for years. Butter (keeping in line with the breakfast theme) was a dutiful owl, but not as dear to her as Toast was.
Her terms at Hogwarts were good. Being sorted into Slytherin (she knew she would be) made her father proud and her sister, well, it probably made her very jealous. Now there was competition to do better in classes, despite the fact that Astoria was two years behind Daphne. It was here that Astoria saw the legendary Harry Potter, who was in his third year when she was a first year, and he was quite amazing. He had already seen Voldemort, lived through the Killing Curse, had seen him again and spoke with him! Her father would be quite displeased that someone who was not a Death Eater, and a youth at that, had gotten the honor. It was about this year that she learned that sides were forming for something upcoming, but what it was she could not tell. It was frightening and exciting all at once, and she hoped when the time came that she would be on the right side, but more importantly, that things would go back to how they had once been, when she was a child. The rumor of war had ruined her whole family, as it were, and that was something she wanted to see put back. But what side would do that for her? She still doesn't know.
In her third year a society was formed by Harry and his foolish friends, since Umbridge had taken out the Defense Against the Dark Arts class and replaced it with rubbish from books. She was only a slight upset about this, because she wanted to continue with the lessons that she had started the year before, but what was required was required. The Golden Trio were suspected of shenanigans, but not even Draco and his Inquisitorial Squad could find them, well, not for a while anyway. Story was caught up in the pride Draco gave to Slytherin house and cheered for him to find the brats and break them apart. Eventually Draco did find them, and it was the first time that Astoria really took note of Draco and how powerful he really was, how he commanded the room when he entered. She found herself almost drunk with his presence, and knew that she would support him in whatever endeavors he would lead her to, because she believed in him, and the words he spoke. Daphne had a deep crush on him, and Astoria knew that if she took a liking to him that Daphne would probably murder her. So she just kept away, and dismissed her feelings for him until he was just a powerful house-mate, someone who she occasionally ran into in the common room, maybe sat a few seats down from at meals, or exchanged a glance here and there. The further she pushed herself away from him, she figured, the less chance there would be for her to get closer to him.
In school work, Story excelled in charm work and really generally loved all her classes, but took her greatest shining in transfiguration. Astoria was the top transfigurations student in her year, and did so well in class that McGonagall started giving some after-hours lessons to the girl. Nothing major, of course, nothing that would severely set her above the other students in her year, but she was so hungry to learn more about vanishing spells and switching spells that she started reading, and getting farther ahead than she was supposed to. There were those in her house who didn't care to do well, and rather took the short cuts to get a high grade, but learning actually mattered to Story and she took great interest in the process with which she overcame and mastered spells, potions, and incantations. Her love of animals helped her in Care of Magical Creatures, though she didn't really care for how overbearing Hagrid could be at times. Generally she did well, doing average on her final exams of the year over and over.
That fourth year, on the way to Hogwarts, there was a strange man on the train, walking by slowly past compartments. The dratted Weasley girl had sent some curse at someone, causing an uproar on the train, and Story had taken to her compartment, rummaging around in her bag for the objects she would use to practice the transfiguration she had read about over the summer. The spring before she was able to turn a turtle into a functional tea pot and back, send paper cranes flying about the room, and vanish things into another part of the castle. The logic of it was very simple to her and she loved it, and relished in her ability to change things around. As she was sitting in her compartment, changing buttons to small birds and then back again, books into cushions, and bringing food from other compartments into her own, and then changing roast beef sandwiches into chocolate bards. Her key for this year would be to conjure things, to have them appear from no where, and already she could make tea cups and the like form, but bigger things, like chairs or trees, were still a bit out of her league. She was only going to be a fourth year, after all.
It was about the time she was diving into her transfigured sandwiches (now neatly chocolate bars) when a group of fifth year Slytherin boys, Harper and Vaisey, barged into her compartment and started harassing her about being a bookworm. They followed her even after she threw her stuff in her bag and left the compartment, trying to ignore them. (They had been very mean to her since her sister had publicly made fun of her knack to create stories and tell them to whomever happened to be by.) They would not let up, and even when she had passed by the strange man, who stopped the boys and questioned them for a moment. There was no noise behind her so she stopped by a closed compartment door to rest, and when the hand grabbed her hard on her shoulder she did the first thing that came to her - in a flash her wand was in her hand and she was reciting the first spell that came to her mind, which so happened to be a transfiguration spell.
The two boys simultaneously turned into two rather bullish looking tortoises, and Story was left with a shocked look on her face. The man approached her and gave her a small smile, and asked her name, which she gave with a stammer. Figuring he was going to report her to Snape when they got to Hogwarts she looked at him and asked if he would keep the incident under his hat if she changed the boys back. He told her that he would not only keep it under his hat, but if she could turn the boys back with all the original parts in order that he would like to have a conversation about a club he ran. Changing the boys back was no big thing, really, and to add punctuation to their experience, the instant they were aware of their human form again she grabbed them both by the collar, in front of Slughorn, and slammed them against the train wall, causing several people to come out of their compartments. Her threats were meaningless, but her words were hard and biting and the scowl on her face (and the memory of having a tail) were enough to get the boys off of her back for the remainder of the year. Bookworm or not, she was a good witch.
Her stunt on the train enabled her to become a member of the Slug Club, and she took much pride in being the first member of her family to be accepted. It was not only something that Daphne did not have, but it was something that rare few people from Slytherin had, seeing as how Slughorn hated Death Eaters. The meetings were rather uninteresting, seeing how they were really about making connections with important people throughout the wizarding world, about the life you would lead after graduating from Hogwarts. Draco was very keen on being in this club, but she didn't understand why; it was all really rather boring, and the friends she made in the club are good, but she knew that they were all there to aid Slughorn's purpose.
The Christmas party that Slughorn threw was really rather boring. Why Draco was trying to get into it was beyond her, but when he did enter the room she felt her breath get taken away a bit. It was private, for one, and that he saw her dressed up more than she usually was, well, it was almost embarrassing. She was almost 15, quite close, in fact, and wasn't the little girl that she was sure he remembered. In the common room she was very plain in her opinion, hair pinned up so that she could see her books better. His eyes scathed over her and she felt her cheeks turn red, and when he was practically dragged out of the room he cast a glance at her again - she couldn't get that look out of his eyes. That night, the walk to the common room had been long and cold, and when she arrived she saw him sitting alone. They had gotten to talking about the party, with her explaining its pointlessness, and then one tangent led to another and they were talking about Toast (which he genuinely laughed at when he first heard), and how she missed riding him regularly, and how he was getting fat and lazy from lack of the ride. That led to a conversation about good places to ride... after that she smiled at him whenever she saw him, even if he never returned the smile. There was a period when Story noticed Draco's mood improve considerably, and he definitely had regained his pleasant demeanor, and they spoke more. But then, spring came.
Everyone had assumed that Draco had killed Dumbledore, and were shocked at such things, especially when it was revealed that he was a Death Eater. Astoria couldn't find the shock within her - her own father had been a Death Eater, and he was the sweetest man that she had ever known in her life. She knew that not all Death Eaters were evil people, and that if he was indeed a Death Eater, then she couldn't change his mind and accepted him anyway. And if he had killed Dumbledore, which was unlikely because Dumbledore was a powerful man, even if he was a fool, then she understood the ultimatum that he must have faced - the life of Dumbledore of his own. Her own father had faced such a choice, and he had killed others instead. Story didn't agree that it was the best way to live your life, but if you wanted a life worth living, then you had to do what you could.
That summer, before Daphne's birthday, her mother, and subsequently Daphne and Astoria, was invited to spend a week at the Malfoy mansion, since Narcissa and Lynn were friends from school, and since both of their husbands were very busy with the war, it was due time that they spent a little 'off' time together, while their children did as they pleased. Astoria, excited that she had been granted free time on the moors of the Malfoys, brought Toast and rode daily. Draco was still healing from the sectusempra, but whenever she saw him he was in as good a mood as she remembered him to be in. Daphne fawned over him and tried her best to play nursemaid, but Astoria got the feeling that he was fed up with it after a few days. Perhaps that was why he asked her to go on a secluded ride with him.
Daphne could not ride, and Story knew that the alone time with Draco would infuriate her sister, but the ride was marvelous. She brought up her feelings of him being a Death Eater, how she still supported him even though the world hated him, and that she would be there for him if he needed her to be. He in turn spoke of many things, and they conversed quite a lot as they rode through the heath. The day was, for lack of a better word magical, and to Astoria is marked the beginning of a time when she could openly tell Draco how she felt, mostly about him.
At this point in time, Astoria is trying to simply do well in school, trying to avoid conflict with her sister, and trying to ensure herself that she has made the right choice with where her loyalties lie, and that her choice to accept those around her for who they are rather than who their parents were is the proper one. (After all, how could she accept that belief when her own father was a monster in her own eyes?) She goes into her fifth year with hopes that this will be the end of it all, that the nonsense will stop and clarity will once again come into the world. She longs for her family to be whole and healed, but such dreams are lofty and mostly unobtainable, and she knows this. She will go about her life as she tries, and she will enjoy her fifth year as much as possible.
[Personality] Story, while a Greengrass and one of the older Pure-blood families in England, doesn't really find herself thinking like her sister or her family would want her to. Not that she's not as good a Slytherin as others, because she does possess many of the finer traits of a Slytherin, but she's also tamer, more aware of what she sees as the real world, the world that lies beyond the webs weaved by Voldemort. It is with this knowledge that she actively chooses her position in life, that and the gnawing fear that if she doesn't choose what she was raised with, the world she loves so dear, her family, will cease to exist.
Really, Slytherins are known for being cunning, ruthless, willing to do whatever to get what they want, in order to succeed. And this is true of Astoria. She will plan something for quite a while in order to see it be a success, and her cunning mind will see the strategies that need to be played, and take into account the consequences of her actions before she even goes through with anything. This all learned from childhood, of course, but she naturally would gather what might happen if she did this or that, and created clever ways around the rules of the house in order to get what she wanted.
As for ruthless, probably this is the lesser of her Slytherin traits, because she rarely will be as ruthless as her sister. Instead, she chooses to demonstrate compassion and understanding when a moment to be ruthless might be in order for others. This is all part of her ability to think through the situation in order to get what she desires. Honey, after all, does attract more flies than vinegar. Even still, though, she's got a real, genuine sweetness to her, and even in her worst moments it could not effect that. Most people would see this in her general disposition, agreeable and pleasant, while others would point out her spontaneous kindness to people she might not ordinarily care about.
Doing what it takes has never bothered Astoria. This she learned from her father, who did what it took to protect his family, and she firmly believes that if the welfare of herself or her loved ones was ever on the line, then there would be no questioning what she should do to keep them safe and happy. Kill, maim, she would do it in an instant without blinking an eyelash if it meant that her mother and father would be safe. Now, she would feel absolutely horrid about killing someone, because she thinks it very wrong to kill people for no reason, but in the name of her family she would gladly die herself.
Story never really believed that cheating was the way to go, honest as she is, so she never resorted to 'doing what it took' to get top marks in a class, no, hard work and determination are her key skills there. But to win the affections of someone that might possibly be the love of her life? She would cause a scene with another woman and then feign innocence in order to appear innocent. Given that she rarely ever lies - she believes the truth gets you in less trouble in the long run and that even though it may be convenient at the time it's really going to cause more heartache later - she could get away with something like that, and she enjoys that security about herself.
Concerning Daphne, Astoria has developed several personality traits. Her sister is demanding and cruel at times, and Story has learned to give her sister what she wants and to accept the cruelty with grace. She really and truly loves her sister more than her words could ever say, and she could not imagine a world without Daphne, but there are times when Story has felt like killing her sister. She knows for a fact that Daph has planned on several occasions to completely off her, but they are both true ladies and could never really do that to one another. Cause considerable harm? You bet. They fight over the silliest things Story couldn't even imagine, once even when a boy at a park looked at Story and not Daph. Silly things, but nothing that has ever stopped them from talking to one another or sharing touching memories. For they are still sisters, and Astoria holds firm that her family is her foundation, and without them, she knows she would fall.
[Strengths && Weaknesses]
Strangths [♥] Transfigureation [♥] is a story teller [♥] ablity to ride [♥] very competitive [♥] good with her wand Weaknesses [♥] is weak in general [♥] Gives up to easily [♥] Day dreams in her free time [♥] Fights with her sister so much [♥] can be a hyprocrite
[HOW WE ROLL...]
[Role Playing Sample ] Astoria woke up by the time that it had turned 6 o'clock in the morning. Her tired self had lead her into her sister's room and woke her up as she was getting one of Daph's books off her shelf. Though Astoria and Daphne were sisters, they had never gotten along, always in a fight, and this, on this day, had caused a big one. Just a fight about reading, about how Astoria would be done with the book by the end of the day, though Daphne was (supposedly) going to read it next. Astoria had just sighed and left the book in her sister's room.
Though today was the day that the Greengrass sisters were going to go to Diagon Ally, and surely, the book shop, Flourish and Blots, Astoria's favorite store in the whole Diagon Ally. She absolutely loved to read, and write. Though no matter how many times that she wanted and begged she wasn't aloud to go herself. Though her mother, a drunk, and her father, just an ass, wouldn't let her go unless she had reach of her sister, Daphne. The thing that she absolutely hated, her parents always been so protective of their little girl, they just had to pay more attention to Daphne (as she was so attention seeking).
Though they had to use the floo network to get there. Thankfully for once, Astoria had gotten there successfully, with her pronunciation perfected. Though through the travels, her pale blonde hair had gotten a bit dusty, which had made her shake her hair when she had finally arrived. Though everyone had gotten dusty through travels by the floo network. After being there a while they had been almost everywhere but Flourish and Blots, where Story had wanted to go. But that, again, nothing new. They had gone everywhere that Daphne had wanted first. Going from Madam Maxine’s Robe emporium, and than to a place to buy their new quills, and ink, also much parchment for their long year at Hogwarts. Though by the time that they returned home for the holidays (Christmas to be exact), Astoria would need more parchment.
Finally getting to choose the place that she wanted, though it might have not been smart, considering that she had wandered away from Daphne, who was heading to get a bite to eat, but Astoria couldn’t stand it anymore, she just had to get books, and get her extra books as well. She herself her liked to pre-read her books before she had gotten to Hogwarts, especially her Transfiguration books.
Walking into the store on the warm day, it had felt nice to have the nice chill rush up her spine when she walked into the refreshing shop. Her shiny, black shoes had glistened in the light that had been shining from the ceiling. Her shoes though complimented her knee-length blue skirt, and her white blouse that she was wearing, and her hair in the nice blonde bun, which had gotten dusty when she had traveled.
Sighing with relief once she had stepped into the shop, she had headed straight to the second floor, where the books and genres that she had liked were stored and displayed. After wandering for a little bit Astoria had spotted a fellow Slytherin, that also had blonde hair, though his eyes were an emerald greenish color. The one person that both Daphne and Astoria had something in common, they both had fancied him, greatly. Her stomach had done a back flip when she seen him, but gracefully had walked over (her feet had forcefully pushed her over there). Going over to the nearest bookshelf where Draco was, she sighed to get his attention. Astoria wasn’t as attention grabbing as Daphne was, but she was with Draco. She surely did like him much, but she knew that she might be forced to give him up, under the ‘power and wrath’ of Daphne Aurora Greengrass.
[BEHIND THE MAGIC...]
[Real Name] Alison [Age] 16 [How did you hear of Us?] H&&H [Anything else you would Like to say?] NOPE thanks! looks exciteing!
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Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #26 on Sept 21, 2008, 11:36am »
"No, no, that won't be necessary. I could transfigure her clothing to something more suitable.." Janelle called out to Alice before she looked at Bella's face and smiled warmly, "And step into one of the class rooms for privacy?" Janelle quickly turned to grab her wand but as she turned around again she noticed Alice already pulling up Bella to the Common Room Janelle had made them. Deciding to follow them, she quickly jogged on her high heels, a small wince escaping her lips as she felt the high heel hurting her feet. She was expecting that, of course. The young blonde hadn't worn heels in a while now, with all the Headmistress work she hadn't worn a pair of heels in months. The muggle flats had become her best friend, for a while.
Just as she entered the room she sniffed lightly seeing that someone had painted the walls, chuckling ever so lightly she pondered on who might have done that. For the small amount of time he knew these werewolves and vampires and of course the one muggle, she could guess it had something to do with Alice. The one who seems to be interested in decorating and outfits, much like herself. Continuing up to the girl's dorms Janelle gave a little smile to Bella before sitting herself next to her. As a joke Janelle mumbled, "Oh its okay Alice, the portrait knows how to her job." meaning to keep Bella inside - of course.
Looking intently at Alice's moves, the headmistress couldn't help to be amazed by her quick yet elegant moves. Just as she was picking up random pieces of clothing, mostly denim as much as she could see. Turning back to Bella, Janelle thought of cheering her up as her expression didn't seem the happiest or the most comfortable either. "Hun, its alright. Its just.. erm your choice of clothing is entirely the best for a party like the one I've planned." she grinned, as Alice came back to Bella, Janelle looked over the clothing. Chuckling at what she had said, Janelle asked, "How about a waist coat to top that?" her eyes averted to Bella to see how it make look on her before she mumbled, "How about also.. a clip to keep her hair out of her eyes?" her hands instincitvely worked on bella's hair, gently.
Taking a lock of hair from both sides of her face and clipping it with a beautiful sparkling lily clip. "You have a beautiful shade of brunette hair, dear."she complimented before smiling brightly.
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Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #27 on Sept 21, 2008, 8:20am »
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Alice continued to drag Bella up the flights of stairs, and muttered a hurried password, as she entered the general commonroom. Though, Alice did loosen her grip slightly as Bella protested that it was hurting her. Whatever said and done, she couldn't hurt Bella! She loved her!
Alice had a grim, pained expressing on her face, as she sat Bella down on her bed in the female dorms. "You, stay here. Try to get away, and I'll know it before you can say 'Un-fashionable'" Alice threatened, meaning every word she said. Alice concentrated hard on the decisions Bella was going to make. At the moment she could just see heself, dressing Bella up.
Alice walked over towards wadrobe which had been magically extended for her, due to her request. Magic could actually be extreemly useful. Alice had made a whole fashion showroom in here, with the mirror and all. Sniffing quickly, she made her way towards the denim section. Three Quater length, tight fitting, faded denim jean-crops. Hmm, maybe. Alice took it out, and with an elegant flick, sent it landing on a clean table in the wadrobe. Alice sighed, sniffing was taking far too long. She shut her eyes, and imagined how Bella would look in the crops, and a white halter-neck t-shirt. Hmm. Maybe.
After a series of different images passing through her mind, she stopped at one she particularly liked. She knew why Bella had worn the sweater, because it was Edwards favourite colour on her. That much Alice would give her.
Alice rushed through the wadrobe, getting all the accessories and clothes needed, before rusing out of the place, and halting besides Bella, an entuastic twinkle in her eyes as she dropped everything behind Bella and muttered, "Ready or not. Here I come."
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Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #28 on Sept 20, 2008, 4:14pm »
Watching while standing near Alice, Bella was quiet as the Headmistress came over to greet them in person, speaking to Alice first and admiring the dress she made and wore. Then as she turned to her and tried to remember her name, Bella was about to softly remind her when she got it, and acknowledged it with a nod. "Yes, I'm Bella," she answered quietly, giving her a little smile. Edward had mentioned her? Where was he? Normally he'd be here with her - she most likely wouldn't have arrived alone, and she wouldn't have tripped a little or bumped into walls or students. Probably she would've been there in a flash, or at least however fast Edward allowed himself to go.
She left her train of thoughts as she caught a glimpse of the headmistress looking over her outfit, and hearing the 'Oh no' made her face flush a little in anticipation of what was so bad about her. Then she looked at herself, and then at Alice. Boy, if looks could kill. That reminded her that it was she who dressed herself for this party, not Alice, and that her sister-in-law-to-be most definitely wanted to change her outfit. The use of her full name gave that away, too.
Her face flushed a little more as her full name was used as a reprimand for what she was wearing. "Alice, I'm wearing clothes," she answered a bit smartly. She thought it looked okay, and that's why she actually let herself leave her room. However, she wasn't going to win this round as Alice had her by the arm in a cool vice grip and was pulling her towards the door and out of the party. "But, this is comfortable," she mumbled, and then couldn't help glaring a little as she invited the Headmistress to help fix this seeming fashion disaster that was Bella Swan.
It would be bad enough that being changed around in a locked room with Alice, like murder perhaps, but with the Headmistress as well? She couldn't have gotten dressed that badly, could she? Blue and black went together, right? She thought black went with everything. But then again, her fashion sense was nowhere nearly as good as Alices, though it never bothered her before she met the Cullens.
She grumbled a little as she was towed away, wanting to resist and pull away, but she knew that any form of resistance was useless as Alice was forceful in this kind of thing, and she wouldn't let go of her until Bella was dressed up to her standards. Which means there would probably be some makeup and some really expensive fashionable clothes that would be out of place here if Alice and the Headmistress weren't around. Bella exhaled in resignation as she was still dragged away from the party. Where was Edward to save her from this? Surely he'd like her no matter what she wore?
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Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #29 on Sept 20, 2008, 6:51am »
A grin flashed across Alice's face, as the Headmistress - Janelle, mentioned that she liked Alice's dress. "Yep, one of my own designs." she mused, her grin staying on my face, though, before she could say anything else, her eyes unfocused, she was actually getting a vision!
Bella, walking in through the door of the great hall, with a long black skirt, and a v-neck blue jumper, with flats, and comming over and talking to them.
Alice's eyes re-focused within the next thirty seconds, as she let a "Oh no..." escape her lips. She looked desperatley at Janelle, and then back towards the enterance, and in no less than thirty seconds, she noticed Bella walk towards her, in that absolutely hideous outift. She should've known she needed to dress Bella up. Bella had no sense of fashion. What so ever.
Alice's eyes widened in shock, as she continued to stare at her to be sister-in-law. She chose to ignore her compliment towards her, from the corner of her eye, she caught Janelle giving her a rather shocked look herself, well, she was glad some people here had a good taste. Shecontinued to glare up at Bella, her eyes narrowing slightly, a murderous glare dancing on her face.
"Isabella Marie Swan," Alice threatened, putting un-wanted force on each word, "What are you wearing!" she exclaimed, blinking at her sister in law - it felt so good to think of her that way, even though she wasn't exactly her sister in law yet - her melodious voice sounding seriously offended. "This just, will not work!" Alice continued to blink up at her sister-in-law, before grabbing her by the arm, and pulling her towards the door. Alice kept her hold gental, she didn't want to break any bones, yet firm.
"Janelle! You're welcome to come to the new arrivals commonroom if you want! I'm sorry, but i'm honestly going insane here!" she called out across the hall, as she continued to power walk towards the door. Alice would've ran, but that would've probably made Bella sick, and none of us wanted that now did we? Not when Alice was already so pissed of about her clothes. No Sympathy for the un-fashionable.
Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #30 on Sept 20, 2008, 12:44am »
Janelle wondered around the tables, every once in a while checking her hair or her dress, while waiting for the first few students or even new arrivals. The young Headmistress pondered on if her darling sister would join them for a small party, welcoming the new strangers and welcoming the new school year too. Of course. Chuckling lightly, Jan turned around unexpectedly as one of the arrivals stopped in front of her. Remembering the girl by the name of Alice, she asked, "Alice was it? Welcome!" her smile, warm and embracing glowed her whole.
Her honey brown orbs turned to the petite girl's outfit, gladly grinning Jan whispered, "Brilliant choice of dress! I have one pretty similar, but not one quite like yours. Did you make it?" her bright grin, exposing her natural perfect - well nearly - teeth. Nothing is perfect after all, even if she was half-veela like her sister and mother. Except her mother had been a quarter more of a veela. It was all the same to this girl, half, quarter, three-quarter and full. It was all the same really, well technically. They all are veela's, one with less power than the other.
Shaking her head, Janelle went back to the guests, realising another girl had joined the small company. "Oh hello! Sorry, i'm trying to jog my memory of your name.." Janelle's forehead wrinkled in concentration before a name escaped her lips, "Bella right? Edward had mentioned you." she smiled brightly at her too, but that smile soon faltered as her eyes looked her up and down. A small wince escaped her lips as her eyes took a chance to catch the skirt and jumper she had covering her birthday suit.
"Oh..noo"escaped her exotic pink glossy lips, as her eyes turned to Alice, shaking her head to Bella, she wondered if they could make a small make-over. Because the old skirt was hurting both Janelle's eyes and sanity.
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Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #31 on Sept 19, 2008, 10:55pm »
Bella was slightly surprised. There was word of a party being thrown for the new arrivals, and Alice hadn't tracked her down to dress her to the nines and primp her up. It was actually sort of a relief, because she had always thought that she was always over done, but this time she dressed herself for this little party. She had some fancy things that she had taken with her on Alice's insistence, but because she could get away with having to wear any of them, she would.
She wore the blue v-neck sweater she knew Edward loved, and a long black skirt that was hemmed slightly so that she wouldn't trip over it. She wore flat shoes that were strapped on and brushed her hair out and let it down. She washed her face and checked herself in a mirror, deeming herself decent to go to the party.
Making her way down to the entrance hall, she kept a watch on the floor so there wasn't anything she might trip and fall on, although she could only do so much for herself as she ended up almost running into a couple of people. Some of them gave her looks, and she muttered a couple of apologies, but she wasn't sure if she was heard.
She wondered to herself who from the new arrivals would be there, Alice surely, for Bella didn't think there was ever a time when she would miss out on a party. Rosalie too, any chance to show off that inhuman exquisite beauty that she always of envied. Emmett and Jasper, she supposed, would come along just to be with Rosalie and Alice, and then she wondered about Edward. He had said he was distracted, and she still worried about that. Some of the possibilites he would be passed through her head again, and she shook them off again, not wanting to think about it. The students who passed her by, the girls especially, seemed to be so glamorous, and just plain better looking than her. It made her feel all the more out of place since she was the only Muggle there.
Some solace was gained as Bella finally found her way to the entrance hall, grateful as she spotted Alice, looking glamorous as ever. There was only one person in there besides her, and she was dressed in zebra print. She had only seen something eccentric like that with Alice, but this woman was blonde, and human by the looks of her. She didn't know who she was, but gave a small smile and went over to her best friend. "You look gorgeous, Alice," she said with a smile, looking at the stylish dress she wore.
Her eyes wandered around the empty hall for a moment as she wondered were any of the others from Forks and La Push going to come to this thing. She hoped it would be fun, and she hoped that all the Hogwarts students weren't as mean as that blonde girl who knocked over her book.
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Re: the past is behind us, let the future commence « Result #32 on Sept 19, 2008, 12:44pm »
Parties. Now this was getting somewhere.
Alice had indeed got extreemly bored of just handing around the General Commonroom, or maybe going around and talking to a couple of students - and increasing her throbbing headache. Finally having something to do, did help calm her headache down. She could always continue making the commonroom look more suitable, there was a lot to do, but at times a change was required, and this was perfect.
Alice had spent the whole day before the party desiging her dress, she didn't manage to get hold of the others, or she would've designed some clothes for them too. No one seemed to be fratenising with their own family, Alice's vision was getting more blurry by the day. Now a days, the only thing she could predict was, how the weather was going to be like, or if her family made some king of decision that involved no half-breeds or werewolves. Which, hadn't happened yet.
Alice skipped her way down the stairs towards the enterance hall, in a black halterneck knee length dress, tightening just under her chest, and flowing downwards from there. The dress had a sequence of small white diamonds sparkling at the bottom border.
Within the next 30 seconds, Alice was at the foot of the enterance hall. She looked around, only one person was there, she was feeling quite cheerful, though the holes in her mind were still playing up. She skipped towards the tall - and rather glamourous figure of the headmistress. "Hello!" she exclaimed, halting besides the headmistress, a smile spread across her ice cold lips. "Oh wow! I love your dress!" Alice squeaked, atleast some people here had a decent fashion sense. Alice couldn't help but wonder how a waist-belt would look on this dress.
Silver. Too match her shoes. And the pink border on the top could be dyed silver aswell. It would make a nice set. With white hoops.Alice laughed at herself, but her action was so quiet, and quick, no one but a vampire could have noticed or heard.
The strawberry blonde locks falling into the icy blue watery orbs, as Janelle, the current Headmistress after Dumbledore's death at the famous magical school. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - set in the beautiful Mountains of Scotland. Walking slowly into the Great Hall, the tick-tocks of the five inch black heels, that the mid-twenty year old blonde wore. But the Great Hall, didn't look the same as alwyas as it was decorated for the new Arrival's Welcoming Party.
The enchanted sky above, glowed a perfect nighty sky packed with sparkling stars, making it no need for the fire candles to be lit. With the stary night sky, the four tables that were usually there - now unfortunately weren't. But there was a few round tables, decorated with blue satin table cloths. And a small touch of lilies on the centre of the table.
Grinning, Janelle felt happy to see some bright hall for once, that you could also say about her clothing of choice. Just as her small sister, Janelle loves her fashion - even if sometimes it is to huge extents. Her dress, a zebra printed thigh length tight dress, making her exotic pink bra bang out of place and in vision.
But Janelle was known for her weird dress sense, as she mostly wore exotic dresses and outfits to parties. Grinning she quickly walked around, touching small things, moving them before starting the first song - Ain't no wrong with that, a teenage-hood favourite.
Sitting on a table lightly, she picked up a small cheese cake and bit into it, her pink lip gloss still bright.
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Re: && let the magic roll..[[edward]] « Result #34 on Sept 17, 2008, 9:38pm »
"Ahh, the arrivals?" her eyes lingered on him as she took a step forward towards the big figure, towards Edward. The emerald shining orbs, turned quick towards his pale lips just as her Veela magnetic field surrounded herself and Edward a smirk occupying her lips, "I didn't know there was any guys with the arrivals, the only ones I'd seen are two girls." Ivy let her pelvis touch his as she flikered her eyes upon him while picking up her glass she took a small sip close to his lips.
The young blonde smirked, the well-known Slytherin Malfoy smirk that had rubbed off on Ivy from the years she had spent with Drake. Smiling slightly at the thought of her best friend with benefit, she quickly turned to Edward hoping she would benefit from him too. "So Edward, thought of having some fun tonight?" her Veela magnetic field around them working on its top marks, grinning Ivory wondered the tip of her fingers on his chest.
Re: Confusion [[open]] « Result #35 on Sept 15, 2008, 10:10pm »
Bella could feel her face warm as he pulled her even closer than she was before. His cool body was always comforting to her, and now was no different. Now that she was in his arms, the worry she had been feeling was quickly fading away, and she was growing calmer although her heart began racing like it always did whenever she was with him and close to him. "I missed you," she whispered softly as she leaned her head on his marble chest, feeling the cool kiss on her forehead. Though his lips were cold she felt a warmth where they touched her, and she could already feel her face start to color itself.
Hearing that Edward was distracted, she looked up at him and knit her eyebrows together a little. "Distracted? How come? You can tell me," she said quietly, looking up into his dazzling golden eyes as he cradled her into his lap. She was curious now; normally Edward knew what he was doing and was always set on something and came through with it. To hear that he was distracted made her wonder, Did he finally meet some girl who's better than me? I wouldn't be surprised, I mean, I've seen some of the girls here. They're really beautiful, more than me, anyway, she thought with a twinge of uneasiness.
She tried to quell the disturbing thoughts and worked to keep a calm face to hide the fears that have always haunted her, and she didn't want Edward to catch that she was thinking like that again. He had told her countless times that she was the one for him, but there was always that little nagging in the back of her mind. For now, she waited for him to answer as she let herself be comfortable in his lap.
Hayden was all new, her hair was the newest thing as she had,as she had it coloured. It was now a red/brown kind of colour, which really suited her. Hayden carefully walked into the library and looked around. Books and books and more books, was all that she could see. She walked over to a shelf and scanned the rows. Hayden was looking for books on werewolves, she was one of them but she wanted to know more about the history of them. She reached for a book at the corner of the row and looked at it. On the front was a golden werewolf, it made the book even more tempting. Taking the book from the row she walked over to a table which was empty. Opening the book and started to read it. Hayden also looked around every so often as a person would walk into the library.
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Re: A place to recall{Belle-Anna Black « Result #38 on Sept 15, 2008, 3:45pm »
Belle-Anna knew she shouldn't be anywhere near the Shrieking Shack. Last time she had come within any significant distance of it, she had ended up on the wrong side of a particularly nasty vampire, who turned out to be a bigger bitch than even Belle-Anna was. Which was rare, even if she did say so herself.
She wasn't expecting anyone else to be there; why should they be? It was abandoned long since, and avoided by students and villagers alike. She didn't particularly care if it was the most haunted building in Britain. Even a poltergeist couldn't do you any more harm than a normal human being, and besides, no one had heard any activity from it for years.
The fact that she had managed to get into the Shack at all was a miracle. As far as she knew, none of her friends were so much as aware that you could get inside at all.
As she made her way slowly down the cramped, musty-smelling passage and into the main chamber-room of the Shack, she tried not to get any leaf-mold on her clothes. As she entered the almost-circular room, her stomach took a nose-dive. There was already someone in the Shack. For a second she panicked - perhaps the Shack did house malicious spirits after all?
But then she saw it was just another person.
Once her eyes had got used to the gloom, she recognised Harry Potter. Oh bloody fantastic. She wasn't sure what to say, but eventually settled on; 'What are you doing here, Potter?' Well OK, it wasn't exactly monumental in terms of entries, but it would do.
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Re: Confusion [[open]] « Result #40 on Sept 13, 2008, 9:29pm »
Edward looked at the girl who he was embracing. It was true,, he hadn't seen her in days. "I'm sorry my darling" Edward pulled,, if at all possible,, his dearest one closer and kissed the top of her head. "I guess I've been detracted" This wasn't a lie,, his interest in the classes had lead him away from his love and the enchanting 'Ivory' had giving him other things to think about.
Edward looked down at his dearest and pulled her into a cradled position on his lap and pressed his lips to her warm skin. She felt amazing to the touch,, and her smell. This use to be painful,, but now,, he could and did sit for hour on end with Bella. She was his world. His land,, his sea,, his sky,, everything. He felt her heartbeat pulsing a beautiful melody,, and his would be in harmony if he wasn't,, different.
Re: &&_______ it's the harsh truth « Result #41 on Sept 12, 2008, 5:22pm »
The second girl, Bella, gave Belle-Anna a slightly watery smile. She paused for a second then said something about going to the dorms to go to bed. She turned away without saying anything further. Belle-Anna didn't say anything to stop her. In the short amount of time she had been back at Hogwarts she had already decided she didn't intend to stay. She hoped her parents would be able to transfer her somewhere else.
She missed her friends, and she had discovered that the school was about to be invaded by weirdos and half breeds. It was set to be a pretty dismal year. Added to this there was the imminent threat of war. Something was about to happen, she was sure.
She had chosen her side, but could she be sure it was the right one? And besides, did she really want to be mixed up in anything? If she did get a transfer, how could she know that any conflict that might occur wouldn't be worldwide?
There was so much to think about and nothing she could do about it.
She stared after Bella, almost envying her for being able to wander off and sleep.
Returning her cool gaze to Alice, she kept it there until the other girl either said something or left.
Re: Confusion [[open]] « Result #44 on Sept 7, 2008, 7:31pm »
"Edward! It's you!" Bella gasped as she entered the empty classroom, seeing her love for the first time in days. The sun was shining through the glass windows, rebounding from his skin, shining like diamond facets. It was hard not to be dazzled by it at all, and Bella was still standing there, it took her a moment to process the fact they were both there. "I-i've missed you..." the murmured weakly as she walked towards him and stretched up to hug him. Life had been pointless without him, and this was like her own personal angel was with her after centuries.
"I've not seen you in days..." she breathed, breathing in his gorgeous scent as she clung to him, being glad he was there. "I was worried that..." she stopped there. Telling Edward about her worries wasn't going to make him feel better, it would probably just make him overreact, and that wouldn't be good. "I was worried about you," she settled on, it was the safer of the options she had whirring about in her mind.
Re: &&_______ it's the harsh truth « Result #45 on Sept 7, 2008, 6:57pm »
Bella did try to give the bitchy girl a slight grin as Alice tugged her forward to meet her, but the contempt in her voice reminded her far too much of Lauren to make her feel anywhere near comfortable. Was the entire place filled with gorgeous, bitchy people like her? It would be like living with a hundred Rosalie's - and suddenly she wasn't that unhappy with having to share a dorm with Leah Clearwater. "Have a problem with my sister Belle-Anna Black?". Wow. Alice still thought of her as a sister? After all of this, but hopefully she would soon be a real sister for Alice. It just depended when they could get married...
Bella's thoughts wandered for a while, was there a wedding chapel here? Or a registry office somewhere near? Anything, anything that would help her become a Cullen sooner. But that would bring about the problem of being a newborn in a school of hundreds of children... yes, she'd have to stay away from the school for a few years or so, then it'd be safe. Or they could go back to Forks if she was changed, there would be no more running from the Volturi.
"Err... so, I'm gonna head up to the dorms, I should sleep..." Bella trailed off as she turned away quietly. She wasn't really tired, but her acting skills would cover that much right? She just didn't want a confrontation with this girl that could lead to something unpleasant.
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