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Post by julianne on Nov 26, 2010 23:35:57 GMT -5
  Julianne was not the best person when it came to really balance she was sure that when the other students told her standing on her broom was not a good idea she should have listen. But her head was telling her other thinks and well she kind of listen to that more then her friends. She was in Hufflepuff people didn’t really think much of the house why she did not know but she didn’t care too much. Then again she was half blood. Her father was a muggle she had to say that she did like it better when Julianne went to school in the muggle world everything was kind of better.
Less difficult with using brooms, when it came to thing like that she kept to herself some kids didn’t like muggles. Julianne did not understand that one they were people just like them. The only difference was they could use a wand and muggles didn’t. Hey were did she have the right to tell others what to do or not to do. She had not said. She looked over at the nurse and she wrapped her arm up. Thank god she didn’t break it but just a little time it would take to heal her arm and then she could be out there doing what she didn’t best.
The nurses office was quiet it was always quite unless it was after a game when usually someone got her. As the nurse left her Julianne sat there on the bed for a bit she wasn’t the kind of girl that likes loud places or big groups so it was nice to be somewhere quiet. She moved and walked over to the window looking up at the sky. [/size]  i stand at ten feet tall but its only 289. sometimes i feel like a goddess while wearing this pretty little outfit. of course i need to talk to anyone. this picture of perfection is totally complete. in the end i just say this nope. don't forget we made this REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0 [/color]. [/blockquote][/size] [/center] |
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Post by Aiden Wood on Nov 27, 2010 10:32:41 GMT -5
Aiden walked through the doors of the hospital wing clutching his bleeding arm. He had come from the Potions classroom and blood was now dripping off of his arm, leaving a trail of red liquid behind him. "Stupid nose of gnome." Apparently that was not the correct ingridient for - Aiden didn't even remember the name now. It didn't matter Madam Pomfrey would fix him up in seconds and he would be out of here.
Aiden looked around the large room and saw no one but Julianne Howards. Julianne was a Hufflepuff, a year below him. Aiden didn't know her well. They had been in a class or two together, and he had seen her around but they had never really hung out. Aiden thought she was gorgeous, but all the guys at school did. He smiled to himself, maybe he should get to know her. He walked over and sat down on the bed next to hers. "Hi." He said, his dimples showing and eyes squinted in his most charming smile.
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Post by julianne on Nov 27, 2010 16:59:32 GMT -5
Julianne looked down at her left hand as wrapped up she could barely move her fingers she really did it this time didn’t she. Moved and placed her hand down on her lap and looked outside the window. Sighing to herself a bit maybe she would go off to her other class but there was really no rush in doing so. Julianne was tried she could relaxed and this place was quiet at times. Now moving off to the side she leaned against the pillow a bit she did hear foot steps but didn’t think it was anyone expect for the nurse so when Julianne heard a male voice say hi to her, she looked up.
He was a Gryffindor she was well understand that many people did not talk to her because she was in Hufflepuff which seemed so stupid. Julianne looked over and say the trail of blood. She understood his color was red but blood made her feel odd inside like she was going to pass out. “Oh my god. What happen to your arm? Your bleeding…and lot of red stuff” she said moving and calling over the nurse so she could fix him up. Julianne would do it herself but she couldn’t deal with blood.
[/size] i stand at ten feet tall but its only 209. sometimes i feel like a goddess while wearing this pretty little outfit. of course i need to talk to Aiden. this picture of perfection is totally complete. in the end i just say this nope. don't forget we made this REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0 [/color]. [/blockquote][/size] [/center] |
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Post by Aiden Wood on Nov 27, 2010 17:28:34 GMT -5
The look on Julianne's face was one of completely disgust. Aiden saw her eyeing the blood and realized that it was making her uncomfortable. Aiden clutched his arm and looked at her sheepishly. She exclaimed about his arm and looked a bit sick.
"Potions accident." He said with a shrug. "Who knew making a hair growth potion could be so dangerous?" He said, trying to lighten the mood. He looked around for Madam Pomfrey. He wished that she would hurry up. Aiden felt like he was turning in to a bigger dork every moment he sat her.
At least Im not all hairy."
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Post by julianne on Nov 27, 2010 19:12:49 GMT -5
She didn’t want to make him feel like some kind of idiot but blood everything about blood was just so gross to her. The last time she saw blood her knees went weak and she fell to the floor. Julianne was happy she was sitting down as the nurse moved over and starts fixing him up but she thought it was kind of odd what he said. “Hair? But you have hair on your head why do you need anymore?” she said moves her legs onto the bed. Julianne knew she was not going to go to class and it was fine with her. The nurse didn’t look like her mind people being in here anyway.
“That’s true shaving you and wax all over your body would probably hurt and take a long time. But I don’t know which one is worst having blood dripping down or having a hairy arm?” She said to him smiling lightly he was kind of cute and seemed really nice. She didn’t really bother with guys but for her she didn’t know if people thought she was pretty or not.
[/size] i stand at ten feet tall but its only 189. sometimes i feel like a goddess while wearing this pretty little outfit. of course i need to talk to Aiden. this picture of perfection is totally complete. in the end i just say this nope. don't forget we made this REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0 [/color]. [/blockquote][/size] [/center] |
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Post by Aiden Wood on Dec 1, 2010 15:30:00 GMT -5
Aiden shrugged. Maybe she was right, maybe having done the potion correctly would have been better. It wasn't as if it was permanent. But he was trying to make light of his incident so he didn't say anything. He just smiled.
"I don't mind blood so much anymore. I get hurt enough of the time that it stopped bothering me. Plus, Madam Pomfrey can fix me up in seconds flat." He told her. Aiden's parents had always wonder how he had yet to kill himself, with all the stupid stunts he did. There was no doubt in anyone's mind that he was Oliver Wood's son. Aiden was a great keeper, a hard worker, a good personality, and the most astounding resemblance: how much they both seemed to get hurt.
From his first day at Hogwarts Madam Pomfrey knew she would have a handful with him. And she had been completely right. Aiden was in the hospital wing at least once every two weeks. If not more often than that. He didn't really keep track of that.
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Post by julianne on Dec 1, 2010 16:30:50 GMT -5
Julianne looked at him “I guess I am not one to talk seeing that I decided to stand on my broom while it was flying. Not such a good idea when you don’t know how to fly very well” she said. She came to the school year late, didn’t come in during her 1st year instead she came around her 4th year instead. Some people didn’t know that well a lot of people didn’t know that about her. Julianne moved a bit on the bed and look down at his arm again. She never really hurt herself that much but when she went to Muggle School everything was so much different. So when she fell off her broom so high up Julianne was sure that she was going to die but now not so much as she looked down at her arm.
“Do you play Quittich?” she asked him there was only one time she went to go see a game and she was sure she saw him. Then again she would have loved to go on her team the only sad things about it was she could really fly so it kind of was hard to play the game.
[/size] i stand at ten feet tall but its only 200. sometimes i feel like a goddess while wearing this pretty little outfit. of course i need to talk to anyone. this picture of perfection is totally complete. in the end i just say this nope. don't forget we made this REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0 [/color]. [/blockquote][/size] [/center] |
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Post by Aiden Wood on Dec 6, 2010 15:46:35 GMT -5
"Oh." I nodded my head, I sure knew all about Quidditch accidents. I had fallen off of my broom more than a few times, either from doing something stupid and dangerous or from getting hit in the head with a bludger trying to win the game. "I can understand that. I've fallen off my broom quite a few times." I told her with a small smile. Julianne seemed slightly shy but I felt like she might be warming up to me a bit. Then again, I'd been wrong before and maybe I was just bothering her.
She asked me if I played Quidditch and I nodded. "Yeah, I am the Gryffindor Keeper, just like my father was." He told her, and then realized that he had never properly introduced himself. He scratched the back of his head, a grin still in place on his face. "I'm Aiden, by the way. Aiden Wood."
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Post by julianne on Dec 16, 2010 8:57:46 GMT -5
Julianne nodded her head lightly “Not the best person when it comes to being on a broom” she said thinking to herself about it. She didn’t learn everything like everyone else did she started school here when she was 14 years old. Not much a change to be able to learn everything before the next year. She was happy that she didn’t have to put the sorting hat on in front of the whole school. That was only thing that was good about it all.
Now there was another thing that was interesting the fact that his dad was a keeper and now he was. “All that so cute, that you join the Quidditch just like your dad and got the same thing. That’s soo cute” she said smiling brightly. It wasn’t like she could do anything her parents did. Her mom was in another world and she didn’t get into Slytherin like her mother and well her father was muggle. Never went to a place like this “I wish I was a muggle” she said to herself but after she said it she wondered if he heard her.
[/size] i stand at ten feet tall but its only 189. sometimes i feel like a goddess while wearing this pretty little outfit. of course i need to talk to anyone. this picture of perfection is totally complete. in the end i just say this nope. don't forget we made this REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0 [/color]. [/blockquote][/size] [/center] |
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