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Post by Alva Lancaster on Dec 12, 2010 11:45:17 GMT -5
It was a lovely day. That was pretty much what Alva could say about the day. The air was clear, the clouds were extra fluffy and the weather was just right, not as cold as it was like yesterday or since the past week. Alva knew that she couldn’t complain, not when it was winter and it was something of a natural thing to have the winter come and go. Still, she couldn’t help but yearn for the days where it wasn’t too cold for her to walk around only with thin clothes on and feel the sun burn on her skin. Summer, Alva had always loved it more than the winter. In fact, she had always preferred every other seasons other than the Winter. Autumn when the leaves started to turn colour, the Spring where everything was bright and lovely and not covered with endless whiteness. She missed the seasons, the times when she could read out in the open and not being stuck in the castle.
Though, it wasn’t so bad. Alva titled her head and rested it on the cold window. It was one of those large windows running from the floor up to the ceiling. She sighed, a book rested on her lap as she threw her gaze out to see the snow falling rapidly outside. It was cold and the students had started to run back into the castle.
ooc; sorry it's short...
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Post by Faye J. Coast on Dec 12, 2010 12:09:35 GMT -5
HEY BABY CAN I HAVE YOUR NUMBER? . [/size] .[/size] CAUSE MY HEART WANTS YOU ON SPEED-DAIL.[/center] FAYE COASTShe had no choice but to walk the grounds that lovely day. Well once lovely day. Huffling, she tighten her green and silver scarf around her neck and growled. Why did it have to be so freaken cold! Huffing she pushed forward and out of the cold depths that winter had sent upon Hogwarts. Pushing into the warmth of the castle, the girl shook off her coat and shrunk it quickly with the shrinking spell and shoved it in her pocket.
Faye Jennette Coast was a Slytherin, odd but true, and if it could be any worst, or better depending on who you were, she was Head Girl. Yes, no Faye Coast had a few enemies she hated with every bone in her body. But this was not one of those days she had wanted to start a fight oh no, she wanted to relax by the fire, get warm and possibly start a fight later on when her limbs were not so numb. That was until she saw the hufflepuff.
'Lancaster.'
[/color] The head girl spoke in a icy tonne that could of rivaled the snow falling outside. 'What are you doing lying around.'[/color][/size][/font][/blockquote] ooc ;; no problem! mine sucks too![/blockquote]
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Post by Alva Lancaster on Dec 19, 2010 5:46:17 GMT -5
Privacy was always something that can be considered as a rare privileged in the Castle. That was the very few things that Alva had to learn first when she arrived on her first day. Even when you’re in your own dorm, you can never find yourself completely detached from the real world. There will always be someone who would be there to either befriend you or drive you up the wall. The only way to get out of it alive, well, it had always been up to the person. Alva, well, she was never much of a confrontational girl in the first place. She had always preferred her solitude and enjoyed the company of few friends every now and then. Still, that doesn’t make her special; no one in life could escape without crossing someone at one point of their life, not even Alva herself. ‘Lancaster’, the sound of her last name being called out jabbed Alva back into the real world, she turned her head slightly to look at the owner of the voice; Faye Coast. Well, isn’t it just her lucky day?
Alva rolled her eyes boringly; she turned her gaze back towards the endless snow covered ground. She let a moment passed before opening her mouth. “I’m not,” She said simply, not bothering to look at Faye. There was no reason for her to do so in the first place. “In case you haven’t notice, I’m actually sitting down,” She added, pointing the obvious, wondering whether all Slytherins happened to be born with low level of intelligence or it was just Faye.
ooc; finally! a reply... sorry for the lateness...
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