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Crew

Feral Dog

PostPosted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 1:29 pm


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Crew

Feral Dog


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PostPosted: Sun Mar 22, 2015 8:25 pm


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                                                      Sleep had not bothered to visit her during the night. After hours of tossing and turning in her sheets, she threw in the proverbial white flag and decided to roam the common room while everyone else slept. The flames in the hearth danced on the heavily ash-laden logs, licking mercilessly at the bark as they devoured their prey. She sighed, knees huddled into her chest in one of the lazy chairs near it, with a wave of her wand she stoked the fire by levitating the poker. Cinders flurried in the air, but none thankfully flew out far enough to singe the carpet. The brunette idly watched the jumping of shadows on the wall - flickering light never ceased to entertain her because the way it played so arbitrarily with everything in the room.

                                                      Despite it being just the beginning of September, the chill that the rain brought with it caused Adalynn to shiver; the castle this high up often got drafty. Her hope had been that she might have caught Kasey playing his guitar again when she snuck down here, but he must have retired hours ago. While she would never admit aloud simply from being too shy to be so forward, she had missed the chords and melodies that so often filled the common room. The only thing that ever met her at night during the vacation, was the sound of her own footsteps against the stone floor.

                                                      With one of her class books in hand, she nestled closer into the throw she'd draped around her shoulders, settling in to try and get a jump on the class readings she would have to endure this year. This one in particular was for Charms - the class she often needed the most help with. (Outside of History of Magic her first year here) Adalynn specialized in the grittier types of magic, grasping them the easiest of all of her coursework. Simple charms to clean the house, knit, cook, etc took longer for her to master. And the easier the spell, the more of a hard time it gave her.

                                                      The storms thundered above and occasionally the loud yowls of rain caused her to flinch only when one of the booms shook the tower. She flinched, and looked about the room, happy to see a little clutter from the other students coming back. During the summer, she had free roam of the Gryffindor tower, but she much preferred the sounds of her house-mates making noise to the silence they left behind. Especially the music some of her peers made after finishing up with their studies.

                                                      Certain that no one had spied her reaction to the loud noise, Addy's eyes fell back onto the words printed across the page. She wasn't sure when she finally drifted to a soundless sleep, but when she awakened in the morning, she felt well-rested, even though she knew only a few hours had passed while she dreamed. With her eyes still heavy with the remnants of her dreams, Addy could only hear the shuffling of the feet as people scurried through to get a head start to their day. Stretching akin to a house cat after a long nap, she felt her bones pop in satisfaction. A yawn escaped her, and she drudged up to her room to change into her robes so that she could join them in the Great Hall.

                                                      It did not take her long to reach the Hall, and she glanced about the room, taking note that many of her friends had already sat down. Albus was siting with the Slytherins, and she waved before taking her seat with her own house, near Emery and Kasey.

                                                      She smiled at Kasey's crazy appearances, but beyond that she did not say much, as per usual. While many might not have ever noticed and simply believed her to be shy, Adalynn rarely spoke unless someone addressed her first. A select few members of the school knew why - though if Castor asked her, she would say she told no one about the trial, as he instructed her three years ago to keep her less-than-perfect past under wraps. The last thing the Ministry wanted was to tell the world that necromancy might be possible.

                                                      It did not take long for a few of the students to start speculating just what was going on - the rumor mill at Hogwarts never stopped running. And while she had been a hot topic for a while, most had simply decided that whatever had happened was a mystery, because Adalynn would tell no secrets. Muggles in the school had replaced her, and it seemed as though everyone had a theory.

                                                      Minerva made the announcement that the rumors were true - Hogwarts was going to be home to a handful of muggles while they sorted everything out. This, Adalynn had no opinion on; she did not care one way or another for the non-magical breed. However, when her cerulean gaze caught sight of one of the investigators, her throat sank straight into her stomach and started turning her insides into a pretzel. "Oh no." She mumbled before she could stop herself. Quickly, she averted her eyes to those around her. "Those poor people..." She covered quickly, not wanting her peers to know just what had caused her duress.

                                                      Castor was here. And he'll likely try and pin all of this on me.


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                                          ☪▐ At this Location: WatchTower ☪▐ Thinking About: Better Left Unsaid ☪▐ While on Team: Junior Justice League ☪▐



                                          Sleep had not bothered to visit her during the night. After hours of tossing and turning in her sheets, she threw in the proverbial white flag and decided to roam the common room while everyone else slept. The flames in the hearth danced on the heavily ash-laden logs, licking mercilessly at the bark as they devoured their prey. She sighed, knees huddled into her chest in one of the lazy chairs near it, with a wave of her wand she stoked the fire by levitating the poker. Cinders flurried in the air, but none thankfully flew out far enough to singe the carpet. The brunette idly watched the jumping of shadows on the wall - flickering light never ceased to entertain her because the way it played so arbitrarily with everything in the room.

                                          Despite it being just the beginning of September, the chill that the rain brought with it caused Adalynn to shiver; the castle this high up often got drafty. Her hope had been that she might have caught Kasey playing his guitar again when she snuck down here, but he must have retired hours ago. While she would never admit aloud simply from being too shy to be so forward, she had missed the chords and melodies that so often filled the common room. The only thing that ever met her at night during the vacation, was the sound of her own footsteps against the stone floor.

                                          With one of her class books in hand, she nestled closer into the throw she'd draped around her shoulders, settling in to try and get a jump on the class readings she would have to endure this year. This one in particular was for Charms - the class she often needed the most help with. (Outside of History of Magic her first year here) Adalynn specialized in the grittier types of magic, grasping them the easiest of all of her coursework. Simple charms to clean the house, knit, cook, etc took longer for her to master. And the easier the spell, the more of a hard time it gave her.

                                          The storms thundered above and occasionally the loud yowls of rain caused her to flinch only when one of the booms shook the tower. She flinched, and looked about the room, happy to see a little clutter from the other students coming back. During the summer, she had free roam of the Gryffindor tower, but she much preferred the sounds of her house-mates making noise to the silence they left behind. Especially the music some of her peers made after finishing up with their studies.

                                          Certain that no one had spied her reaction to the loud noise, Addy's eyes fell back onto the words printed across the page. She wasn't sure when she finally drifted to a soundless sleep, but when she awakened in the morning, she felt well-rested, even though she knew only a few hours had passed while she dreamed. With her eyes still heavy with the remnants of her dreams, Addy could only hear the shuffling of the feet as people scurried through to get a head start to their day. Stretching akin to a house cat after a long nap, she felt her bones pop in satisfaction. A yawn escaped her, and she drudged up to her room to change into her robes so that she could join them in the Great Hall.

                                          It did not take her long to reach the Hall, and she glanced about the room, taking note that many of her friends had already sat down. Albus was siting with the Slytherins, and she waved before taking her seat with her own house, near Emery and Kasey.

                                          She smiled at Kasey's crazy appearances, but beyond that she did not say much, as per usual. While many might not have ever noticed and simply believed her to be shy, Adalynn rarely spoke unless someone addressed her first. A select few members of the school knew why - though if Castor asked her, she would say she told no one about the trial, as he instructed her three years ago to keep her less-than-perfect past under wraps. The last thing the Ministry wanted was to tell the world that necromancy might be possible.

                                          It did not take long for a few of the students to start speculating just what was going on - the rumor mill at Hogwarts never stopped running. And while she had been a hot topic for a while, most had simply decided that whatever had happened was a mystery, because Adalynn would tell no secrets. Muggles in the school had replaced her, and it seemed as though everyone had a theory.

                                          Minerva made the announcement that the rumors were true - Hogwarts was going to be home to a handful of muggles while they sorted everything out. This, Adalynn had no opinion on; she did not care one way or another for the non-magical breed. However, when her cerulean gaze caught sight of one of the investigators, her throat sank straight into her stomach and started turning her insides into a pretzel. "Oh no." She mumbled before she could stop herself. Quickly, she averted her eyes to those around her. "Those poor people..." She covered quickly, not wanting her peers to know just what had caused her duress.

                                          Castor was here. And he'll likely try and pin all of this on me.

                                          I stole this text from bree to test this sorry not sorry don't hate me smile

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