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Post by seanna on Apr 11, 2007 6:30:35 GMT -5
Lavender candle's in one hand, wand in the other, smelling somethings in both hands, Seanna walked into one off the many vacant classroom's the seventh floor held. Surveying the room, Seanna sighed happily. There was no way no one could interrupt her now, the seventh floor corridor had looked empty, but Seanna knew that that was no way to go on assumption that she would be totally left alone.
Putting the candle's, wand and the smelling somethings on a nearby table, Seanna got out a small white blanket and settled it over the dusty floor. Next the girl set up her candle's in a circle, putting one of each of the smelling somethings next to the candle.
Getting her wand, Seanna pointed her wand at each off the candles and they instantly came alight, what was more, the candles were now floating in the air, emitting the lavender scent from them. "Heaven" Seanna thought, walking through the floating candle's, Seanna took a seat cross legged on the white blanket, closing her eyes and the girl tried to relax, it was start, now if only that start could allow Seanna to relax for at least a little while.
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Post by west on Apr 12, 2007 22:09:17 GMT -5
Oliver swept past the rude Gargoyle that guarded the Ravenclaw Common Room, books under his arm and an irritated expression on his soft features. He tromped down the stairs, kicking at a small chunk of marble that had come loose from a bust. It skittered across the floor in front of him, ricocheting off of a wall and coming to rest in a corner. Why did he, Oliver, shyest of the shy, have to be in the house that enjoyed dancing, pillow fights, and parties? More and more these days, he had sworn he wasn't meant for Ravenclaw.
The Common Room was supposed to be study-friendly, not a Nightclub. Granted, it was for relaxing, but that shouldn't include the hijinxs his Housemates were up to. There was a cackle, and a crumpled up wad of paper stuck him on the forehead. Also, why did Peeves always take delight in annoying the people who were already annoyed. He could at least spread it out a bit. "Get out of it, Peeves!" Oliver snapped, swinging his heavy book toward the small, floating man. Peeves evaded the tome with ease, whipping more missiles towards Oliver's head. Swearing profusley, he wrenched the door to the nearest classroom open, ducking into it. Well, he could study in here for a little while.
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Post by seanna on Apr 15, 2007 20:12:08 GMT -5
The girl in the middle of the candle's didn't hear a thing, she was in her zone, slightly humming, slightly rolling her head back and fourth, releasing all the knots in it that had been building up lately. Seanna had found the perfect place in her mind, the birds were chirping, the waterfall was flowing, the crickets were chirping as well, the sun was shining and there was a rainbow at the end of the forest too.
That rainbow was Seanna's target. Humming getting louder, head rolling around back and fourth like she was being pulled by invisible strings. The candles too, which were floating in the air, were floating higher and higher as well, well, not that high, but just on top of Seanna's head.
Back to the forest. The forest was dark, it was nice in there. Only little bits of the shining sun was permitting itself through the treetops, but Seanna didn't mind. Moving forward in her mind, the barefooted girl made her way through the puddles, her target becoming closer, that rainbow of color was all she wanted.
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Post by west on Apr 19, 2007 20:38:50 GMT -5
Oliver turned around abruptly, only to notice the "Empty Classroom" wasn't empty at all. A girl was seated on a blanket in the centre of the room, floating candles all around her, humming meditatively. She seemed completely relaxed, not even aware someone had intruded on her solitude.
Oliver studied her closely, possibilities flicking through his mind, most in his negative, worry-wart fashion. She's having a seizure, she's using Dark Magic, she's part of a Cult, she's one of the those weird Yoga obsessed people. None of these were very promising. He decided just to leave. Oliver turned on his heel, opening the door again, his eyes still on the girl.
Unfortunately, Peeves was waiting outside, with more throwable objects at the ready. This time they were pebbles. The Poltergeist sent them zooming toward him, one hitting him squarely on the cheek. Yelping with pain, he shut the door once again, cradling his face. Calming himself down, he took a seat at the nearest table, opening his book and pulling a fresh roll of parchment from his book bag. Nothing was going to stop him from studying.
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Post by seanna on Apr 21, 2007 4:21:21 GMT -5
And there it was, her moment of peace gone when she heard a yelp coming from someone or thing. The forest, the puddles, the waterfall, the sunshine and her rainbow of color had all evaporated back into a dark, dingy classroom which Seanna had thought she was alone in. Her gaze traveled the room, hoping that it was a someone and not a something that had entered the classroom and her gaze fell on a boy she did not know.
A somewhat handsome boy of that. Seanna couldn't help but notice the very neat black hair of the boy and his very cute blue eyes. The boy did look a bit younger than what she was, but Seanna guessed he couldn't be much more younger than a year, he looked like he was fifteen maybe?. Her gaze lingered a bit longer at the boy's blue eyes before they found her way up to a red mark on the boys cheek.
Getting up from the blanket, Seanna walked through the still floating candles and over to the boy with the very nice eye's. Dragging a chair over to the table, Seanna plopped herself down and concerned filled her own brown eyes. "Were you the one that yelped just now?" Seanna asked, while she thought it probably was him that had yelped, it would be better that she actually knew that it was him, then she could count out if it wasn't some animal or something else that hadn't yelped.
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Post by west on Apr 21, 2007 17:40:56 GMT -5
Oliver looked up as the humming stopped. The girl had stood up and was coming towards him. His first instinct was to run, Peeves or no, but he didn't. She hadn't been having a seizure, obviously, and if she had been practicing dark magic or a cult ritual he would likely be dead by now. Even Yoga people weren't that bad.
Oliver had seen the girl before, at the feast, or in a corridor, but he couldn't match a name to the face. He was surprised when she pulled up a chair and asked him if he had yelped. She seemed genuinely concerned, and Oliver felt a bit flattered that she would care after he broke her relaxation. "Yeah, it was me. It's nothing, don't worry about it." He assured her, noticing her eyes lingering on the bruise that he felt rising on his cheek. Oliver hoped she hadn't seen the other thing rising in his cheeks. He was entitled to a blush, though. Her scrutiny of him was making him a bit nervous. "Sorry, but what exactly were you doing?" He asked her, glad that he hadn't stammered.
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Post by seanna on Apr 21, 2007 20:18:58 GMT -5
Seanna shrugged, what she had been doing really didn't matter and she was more concerned about the bruise that had started to rise on the boy's cheek, but her gaze traveled back down to the boy's blue eyes and the concern was still there. "What made you yelp, though?" Seanna asked the boy, her hand traveling up to the bump on his cheek and she touched it slightly.
"For that matter, how did you get the bruise?" That was the question Seanna really did want to ask, the door was closed, there really wasn't nothing in the classroom that could hurt him or her for that matter and when she touched the bruise, it felt hot so Seanna knew, even though she had no healer training, it was just instinct, that the bruise was a fresh one.
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Post by west on Apr 22, 2007 22:24:11 GMT -5
Oliver's normally pale face grew steadily redder as the girl touched his bruise. "Um, Peeves through a rock at me." He explained to both of her questions. He hadn't expected a straight answer about the humming and meditating. He imagined people who did that sort of thing had a very good reason for not telling other people. She was clearly worried about him, and he wished he had a slightly more heroic reason for the bruise. If a dark wizard or Manticore had attacked him, then he would feel a lot better about himself. But no, a small man in a funny hat had thrown a pebble at him.
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Post by seanna on Apr 23, 2007 6:36:32 GMT -5
"Peeves?, I haven't seen him around here for age's" Seanna informed the boy, bringing her hand back down and letting it drop into her lap and Seanna gave the boy a smile. "I'm Seanna by the way" Seanna told him, her hand coming up again in as an offering of meeting. "Seanna Marcellus, hufflepuff sixth year" It was her standard way of introducing herself, she hardly ever changed it, except for the year thing, that was the only thing that changed from year to year with her greeting.
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Post by west on Apr 28, 2007 8:50:21 GMT -5
Oliver nodded when she said she hadn't seen Peeves around for a long time. The Poltergeist had been less active in the past couple years. The last time Oliver had seen him would have had to be in his first year. The girl introduced herself a bit formally, and Oliver followed suit a bit awkwardly. "Oliver West, Ravenclaw, Fourth Year." He had already guessed at her House because of her robes. Oliver didn't have much in the way of friendship with the other Houses, aside from Anna, his friend in Gryffindor.
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Post by seanna on Apr 28, 2007 23:52:08 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you, Oliver West" Seanna finally knew the boys name and his year and decided he was way too young for her. Friendship would be okay though and Seanna was always up to getting to know new people as well, it was one of her many goals this year. "So, where are you from Oliver West?" Seanna could still tease the boy though, there was nothing wrong in teasing a potential friend.
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