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Post by Isabella Jones on May 11, 2009 18:27:56 GMT -6
Izzy walked into The Great Hall early that morning. Great, breakfast. Isabella was starving. Besides, the earlier she ate, then maybe she could head to the library for a bit of studying before her first class. She ad always been a high achiever, even in Muggle school. So, walking into the Great Hall, she noticed that she was the only one there so far. So, Izzy walked over to the Ravenclaw Table and took a seat.
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Post by Lizzy Spellbound on May 11, 2009 19:10:56 GMT -6
Lizzy had woken up rather early that morning, too early to wake up any of her friends in the dormitory, in fact. She didn't want to head over to the library whilst she was alone; that was creepy. Much too creepy. Especially in a school filled with ghosts and meddling young wizards and witches, who might, per chance, cast a spell some sort of presence hiding spell and sneak up behind her. Yeah, not cool. But, there was one play the young witch could go to; the Great Hall. There was always people there! Plus, if she happened to get an early start on breakfast, perhaps she might be able to fit in some study time right after that? Perhaps, indeed. Ravenclaws were always those who put studying for a good grade before pretty much everything else. It certainly would be nice, but who knew? She might end up enjoying a nice conversation with one other fellow Ravenclaws, or even a fellow from another house.
So, she strode in with the usual air she held herself in, high and mighty, well, not so much on the mighty part. Heck, she could hardly stand a chance against a fly if it wasn't for magic. Ah, the wonders of the wizarding world never ceased to amaze her. She soon arrived at the Ravenclaw table, which was, as always, lavishly covered in mouth-watering plates upon plates of food, all suited for that particular time of day, of course. She took her seat next to another girl; Isabella Jones, if she remembered correctly. As she stocked her plate up with the delicious looking treats for that morning, or, to be more specific, bacon, french toast, and some eggs, which showed that she was as hungry as the food was tasty, she turned toward the girl, and after scarfing down her first piece of bacon, smiled politely. But, as she knew, smiling wouldn't get her anywhere. At all. So,she blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
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Post by Juliana Herrington on May 11, 2009 19:27:34 GMT -6
Juliana Herrington strutted through the dungeons below and the clicks of her heels echoed throughout. She made her way into the Great Hall, giving piercing glances to everyone who passed her way, Slytherin or not. Her great blonde curls bounced silently as she walked, she'd been having a totally bad morning. She had so many issues to deal with, from Death Eater bashing to fighting hatchlings in the common room. She'd hardly gotten any sleep the night before, thinking about what a mess this school was.
She looked forward to becoming a death eater. She had the glow, the determination, and the courage. She also, most importantly had the intimidation. Upon entering the Great Hall, she paused dramatically causing heads to turn to see why. She did this on purpose, but she was sure no one was dissapointed at what they saw. She always revamped her uniforms, because she didn't succumb to the wishes of Hogwarts and this dumb school. She only came here to learn about dark arts, and for networking. Other than that she mostly enjoyed marching around like she owned the place, which she practically did.
She came down to the Great Hall to start her day off with some chaos, and with luck to make some babies cry. Her emerald eyes searched the Great Hall, hardly any teachers in sight. That was wonderful. Who to bother today? she thought to herself, placing her hands on her hips. Across the room, on her way to her table, she noticed a couple of Ravenclaw girls eating breakfast. Perfect.
She approached them and sat at the other side of the table where they were sitting and grimaced at one of the girl's food. "Morning, if it isn't two ridiculous birdbrains?" She smirked at them slyly, and then looked at the girl's plate again, "Blimey, I thought you witherwings were smart? Are you trying to fatten yourself up for the winter?" she rolled her eyes. She stood and grabbed the girl's plate, rudely, and dumped it on the floor. "There, now maybe you'll lose some weight and be able to walk to the library." Juliana was having a great day already.
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