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Post by dawn on Apr 19, 2005 23:50:51 GMT
The hooting of owls stretched the dark night sky as a few owls left the owlery. A cool breeze swirled around the lawns as it hit the trees which made them send shadows across the ground to make it look like a band of wizards were storming Hogwarts. Dawn McGrogan, a Slytherin 6th year Prefect- strod towards the stone stairs with her hood placed over her long blonde hair. Pulling the left oak door open, it creeked which alerted anyone on the first or second floor someone was entering. As the door slammed behind her athletic build, the Hogwarts clocked chimed as it noted it was 9:30pm. Walking across the marble floor, Dawn lowered her hood. Her Slytherin colored tie, tied perfectly sat directly in place in front of her collar bone. It was a school night, so everyone was suppost o be wearing their uniform. Only weekends were they allowed to wear their own clothing, 'Two more days.' Dawn thought as she felt her skirt touch her leg as she walked towards the stairs. Instead of taking the stairs down to the dungeons; where rumor has said that is where the Slytherin Common Room was placed- Dawn took the stairs leading two floors up.
Slidding her hand elegantly on the mahogany hand rail she stepped up the stairs toward the second floor. The Halls were nearly empty. A few students and professors still roamed the corridors. Stroding down the left hallway, Dawn made a beeline towards a window. It was a different window. There was only one like it in the whole school. It was a stained glass window, but the only colors that where in it were shades of green, and white. Dawn belived Salazar Slytherin made it like this. Pushing it open- the hinge curled to the outside as the farmilar cool breeze brushed up against her cheek. Talking out her wand, she flciked it as sparks flew out of the tip in enchanting colors. They fell towards the ground in all of its glory. With a Second flick, a ring of fire appeared as it floated in mid air. Dawn adored fire, she was a pyromaniac. The flames shrunk as they vanished into the breeze.
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Post by vika on Apr 25, 2005 0:06:08 GMT
Vika walked downthe hall way,singing her favorite song.
"I don't wan' another pretty face. I don't want just anyone to hold. I don't want my love to go to waste.I want you and your beautiful soul." She sung. Her voice was beautiful. Just as her father had said. She walked down the hallway and her voice followed her down.
Not looking were she was going,she walked into a 6th year Slytherin. "Oohh,I'm so sorry." She apoligized.
She looked up and saw that she was blonde and had green eyes. And Vika saw that she had just preformed some kind of spell that ad to do with fire.
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Post by dawn on Apr 25, 2005 23:02:55 GMT
Flicking her wand in the air, Dawn felt a nudge on her body, which made her knee bend. Turning she saw it was a young Gryffindor. She, of course, quickly appologized. Dawn looked at her as her eyes looked farmilar. Thinking for a moment, Dawn knew who she was. Viktoria Spunrick. The damn wreched girl whos mother went against her faith and married a mudblood. Dawn narrowed her eyes at the young girl. She was in the presence of a halfbreed, deffinatly someone not even worth a simple, 'fine.' Cringing at the lowlife who seemed to not take her eyes off of Dawn's face and wand, she coughed getting her out of her trance.
Exhaling Dawn pointed her wand at the young girl, "Bloody Hell, You better be sorry for banging into me ickle virus! I feel sooty on accout a inpure blood touched me!" Dawn paused as she glared at the girl, "Scourgify!" Dawn said pointing at her cloak. Scourgify was a cleaning spell. Dawn's cloak sparkled as it seemed to rid itself of all its impurities. Without taking a second look at the girl, Dawn walked off towards the banaster down the hallway.
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Post by vika on Apr 26, 2005 0:07:32 GMT
Bewitching two stones,she made them hit the girl in the back. "Get back here. I'm not through with you." Vika fumed. "Most Slytherins act like this when they,find out who my mother was. You can either tell me what you think of her now,or keep your mouth closed about it. I may be a Gryffindor but I have my mothers Slytherin blood. The only reason I'm in Gryffindor,is because of the risks I take."Vika said in a very sharp voice.
Looking down at herself,she straighted her skirt. She made sure her hair was right,before she moved closer to the girl. "Hasn't anybody told you? It's unwise to leave when your opponent is speaking to you." She said with a voice that could make anybody stare. Pointing her wand at the door,she closed it with a soft bang.
Turing around she produced to chairs that faced each other. "Sit,I insist." She spoke in a sugar coated voice.
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Post by dawn on Apr 26, 2005 0:50:20 GMT
Placing her forarms on the banaster, she leaned over and watched students stroll the main hall. Pointing out the Slyhterins from the others, Dawn smiled at her talent. Soon, a high pitched sqeeking behind her seemed to get on her nerves. "Can you Shut your mouth for once! Ickle Mudblood!" Dawn roared as she turned around to the young girl. "You aren't through with me? Grand, go on.." Said said as she crossed her arms and listened to the girl's banter. Dawn was laughing histerically inside. 'She doesn't know who she is talking to, does she?' Dawn thought to herself as she waited till the girl was finished before she began to speak.
"Most Slytherins act that way when they find out about your mother? Oh dearest, I've known about that wreched woman who birthed you longer than you have! What are you? 12 years old!?" Dawn shook her head as she went on. "Your mother isn't special. Just because she WAS a Slytherin means nothing. She ruined the name. For now on she is a squibb. Not worth my time, nor are you or your ickle mudblood blood you recived from your father!" Dawn cringed as she spoke about infaithful blood. Walking up to the young girl, She placed her hand around her neck as she tighted her grip. "You are a Gryffindor because no other house wanted you." Dawn shouted in the girls face as she let go of her neck and walked a few steps away, as she composed herself. Turning back to the girl- she began again, "An opponent? Dear girl, you overrate yourself. You are nearly 3 years younger than me." Dawn began to laugh. "If you think you are an opponent to me. You must be one special girl. To bad there is only one special person in this school- and that isn't you."
Thunder seemed to roll off of Dawn's tongue. It seemed to be too easy for Dawn to yell at this girl. She was young, she didnt know what she was talking about, she was crazy. Her mother is worthless and should be killed by Voldemort for birthing a child of that dolls character. Plus, her husband should be murdered as well due to the fact he is pure mudblood, and should die for that fact and that fact only.
The girl spoke, as she directed Dawn to sit. "No." She said fiercly as she crossed her arms. "I will not sit peacfully with a mudblood of your kind."
(( Vika, remember Use the Spacebar. ))
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