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8 yrs ago
happy new year!! may 2019 be a good one for everyone ^^
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same
8 yrs ago
blizzcon always makes me want a warcraft rp
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8 yrs ago
Lord Wraith earned his type today.
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and so the community, united by one man's war against them, returns to warring against itself
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Clearly Slughorn -- she refused to give him the title of Professor seeing that, unlike the other teachers, he wasn't teaching -- hated his job. Reading out of a book? Boring!

Nevertheless, Siobhan slid her pristine textbook out of her bag, flipping it open to a random page to at the very least look like she was doing something. Staring down at her textbook just in case she caught Slughorn's attention, she quietly (for a Gryffindor) said, "Transfiguration and Herbology. We were supposed to be doing practical work, but Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs couldn't keep quiet long enough for us to get started on it. Just some theory questions."

Deciding it better not to continue giving how much she had disliked her subjects so far, Siobhan swiftly changed the subject. "How's Slytherin been treating you? Your attempt at coming over to the Gryffindor table was pretty cool."
Siobhan couldn't help but stare. Were all boys so aggressive, no matter what house they were in? Eyes slipping to the side, she looked at her only ally within Gryffindor. Yvette shrugged apologetically at her in response -- she clearly didn't know her new Potions partner either -- and turned away.

In turn, Siobhan raised an eyebrow at the rude boy in front of her. Shaggy blonde hair, droopy face... he'd introduced himself at the feast last night, she was sure, but she could not remember his name at all. What she did remember, on the other hand, was his horrible attempts at changing his matchstick in Transfiguration. A snarky grin on her face, she retorted, "Well if Slytherins have troll brains, you must have none. Didn't you set your matchstick on fire earlier?"

Without allowing him time to respond and noting Trish's bitter grimace from her nearby bench, Siobhan moved herself around so she was only facing Kyle -- a clear dismissal if there ever was one. "What subjects did you have then?"

A portly man who she guessed was Professor Slughorn began to meander into the room and to his desk but he didn't seem at all inclined to stop the frenzy of chatter from the first years. Siobhan wondered whether that was a good or a bad thing. Maybe he would be a terrible teacher?
So er, I just noticed half of the first OOC post is missing with all the settings and stuff in it?
Nae bother. PM me if you want/need the important stuff that's written in the previous doctor's journals for Nicki to read <3
Siobhan's characteristic smile was missing by the time she made it down to potions. Transfiguration, her first class, was a new form of torture designed for eleven year olds. Who even wanted to know how to turn a matchstick into a needle, anyway?

A small part of her reluctantly admitted that she was just sour over only managing to turn the very point of it silver – not a bad effort by any means, and Professor McGonagall had praised her for it! – but magic was so much harder than her parents made it look.

Not to mention herbology. No, she didn't want to learn the theory behind the proper method to trim and harvest wormwood. Nobody did. Out of the Gryffindors, she was second last, beaten out for the worst in Sprout's class by Yvette who has a perfectly legitimate reason to be terrible at it – a muggle heritage. Siobhan didn't blame her for that, of course; she much preferred the brunette to loud-mouthed, black-haired Trish who just wanted to drone on about her hatred for Slytherin.

She swore even the other girls from her dorm were getting tired of it.

But, nearing the end of the day with only Potions with Professor Slughorn remaining, Siobhan couldn't help her anticipation for the class. It wouldn't be the most interesting of subjects, she was sure, though at the very least she could partner up with Kyle.

As the Gryffindors all filed into the classroom, being at the front of the line, Siobhan grabbed one of the two-person benches at the far side of the room and plonked her bag on the other seat, saving it. Yvette was clearly expecting that and took a seat in front – not particularly upset at being split up and possibly without a Gryffindor partner.
Busy life x)
I am perfectly fine with that :3 Can get onto the interesting part sooner!

I'll work on another post ASAP, but it might be a bit delayed until after dinner.
Would there be room for journalists on the moon? Or more specifically, a Moonpeace-supporting 'slacktivist' who likes to write for a very specific group of conspiracy theorists and crazies?
Sure, gimme a minute to sort it out then.
James MacFusty

Jimmy split up from his small group as Hagrid led them into the forest. Despite the fact it was usually Forbidden, he loved to go in during the wee hours of the morning and -- for lack of a better word -- adventure. Of course, he was really searching for the herd of unicorns that lived in there which he saw only once during his third year, not that he would admit it.

He wondered what sort of creature they'd be learning about... Maybe it was a dragon? Nah. It couldn't be too dangerous, given that Hogwarts was a school... Knowing Hagrid, it was probably something unique. Care of Magical Creatures always was his favourite subject.

His first thought upon seeing it was, Merlin, what even is that?; however after the surprise at its distinctly orange appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. It didn't look like something that could ravage villages and breathe fire.

Jimmy did have to resist the urge to go and run his hands through its fur, though.
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