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Post by Isabelle-Marie Cantell on Oct 27, 2007 14:46:50 GMT -5
Belle-Marie
Yes, Evil has a face She was glidign thought the hallway. She looked to be airless, how her hair stayed in herfect place and her skin had no flaw. Her hair was a shinning shall behind her, and many boys started . A little first year drooled. She smirked. She finally got to the Common Room. Muttering the password and entering she smiled. The normal couple was making-put in the conor. The green coaches were all full. she found a spot by the fire and sat there, working her curse so that all surdonding boyd dloooked at her. The boy kissing the girl looked up ans pulled away from her. He glared at his girlfriends. Belle was happy she made him hate her. Cantell
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Post by Ashe Donovan on Oct 28, 2007 12:03:51 GMT -5
Ashe.Donovan Ashe,
We recieved an owl from your Head of House today about your running around after dark. Five detentions? Not to mention your grades are slipping. We expect better from you Ashe. Please be a bit more careful abut who you consort with as well. Te ministry is still hunting our family, for all we know this Zachary Lennox character could be a spy. And don't you dare EVER change in front of him again! That is the most dangerous thing of all!
Have you found who we instructed you to find? YOu would be a valuable addition to him, just as your grandfather Greyback was to the Dark Lord. Be sure you offer your services.
-Lord Donovan
Ashe's eyes glittered a peculiar shade of gold as he crumpled the parchment and threw it into the fire. Leaning foward, he placed his elbows on his knees and glared into the flames, brooding in a dark silence. THe whispers of several of the boys around him broke his thoughts and he growled menacingly at them. THey scattered quickly, not wanting to awake his anger. He glared over to the door to see who had caused all the commotion. "Well well, if it isn't Belle. Causing trouble as usual I see." Ashe said cooly, beckoning to her almost imperiously. Beautiful though she was, he knew it was only because of her veela blood. The charm had never affected him the way it affected the other fools around him. Settling back into his former position, he waited for her to join him.[/sub] |
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Post by Isabelle-Marie Cantell on Oct 28, 2007 15:35:14 GMT -5
Smirking slighty the couple began to fight! How perfect if they broke up! Belle was in a good mood. Two first year boys were pointing. On came over.
"I'm gonna be minster of magic!" She smiled at him. "Doubt it hun." and heard another voice. "Well well, if it isn't Belle. Causing trouble as usual I see." she turned.
"Why, it's Ashe? How was detention?" She said. Laughting lighty and swatting away the firstie back agian for anthor try she waited. She went oveer to sit.
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Post by Ashe Donovan on Oct 28, 2007 16:50:03 GMT -5
Ashe.Donovan
Prince of the Night
Ashe rolled his eyes at her question. He'd been given detention again today, this time for being out past midnight. That's when his Head of House had written to his parents, but only because it was regulation. Professor McGonagall would've thrown a fit if it hadn't been done.
"Pointless as usual. I sorted books."
Ashe glared at the first year that had followed Belle over to the couch and the boy scurried away hastily. He leaned back into the couch and stretched one arm across the back. He was dressed in his usual attire--jeans, tight-fitting rock t-shirt that showed off his muscular frame, and a studded bracelet on his left arm. A chain hung across his right thigh, attatched to his jeans. His parents hated the way he dressed, which was of course why he did it. Today he'd thrown some gel into his hair and ruffled it to look deliberatly messy.
"Boys still chasing you I see. Can't get them to stop?"
Ashe snarled warningly at a third year as he attempted to join Belle and Ashe on the couch. It wasn;t that he was particularly protective over Belle, he just didn't like very many people in his house, especially not those younger than him. He knew they;d be hanging all over the place tonight while Belle was with him, but he could keep them at bay. He cut an intimidating figure he knew, and he cursed most of the trouble-makers enough for them to know they stood no chance whatsoever. He stretched out his long legs and turned to look at Belle.
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Post by Isabelle-Marie Cantell on Oct 28, 2007 17:12:34 GMT -5
"Pointless as usual. I sorted books."
That was true, when was detenition ever not pointless? She rarly got it, but only because any female teacher would love to give her detenion. It made her smile dto think of that. She thaurted them.
"Boys still chasing you I see. Can't get them to stop?" Oh, could she? yes. Would she? nope.
"corse i could. Do you see me trying?" She said, smiling. She looked him over. She was in flare jeans, quite a reveling top, and she'd starited her long blonde mane . Not that it need it.
" I've been here. Busy with... stuff " truth was, every other night she had to run and bail her father out of Asakban or worse, muggle jail.
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Post by Ashe Donovan on Oct 30, 2007 17:50:49 GMT -5
Ashe smirked at her comment and touched her cheek briefly before letting his hand fall back across the couch. He glared into the flames, another surge ofanger flashing gold across his normally brown eyes. Another guy approached and attempted to talk to Belle. Ashe narrowed his canine-like eyes and let his arm settle around Belle's shoulders. With a look of dissappointment, the other guy walked away.
"Just stuff? Lemme guess..family stuff again."
They'd been friends a while and there wasn't much that Ashe didn't know about everyone anyway. But if she wanted to keep it quiet, then he wasn't going to be mean enough to say it out loud. He rolled his neck and let it turn to he side she was sitting on, just watching her.
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Post by Isabelle-Marie Cantell on Nov 24, 2007 12:27:41 GMT -5
As the fire crakled, Belle watched it flicker. Yes, it was family stuff. Wouldn't her father leave her alone? It was terrible to have all this resoniblty was no fun for a fifteen yer old. Her sister was always the goddy-too shoes. but she was living with her mother, and belle was left behind. it was simple- it sucked.
Two boys were "whispering" so she could hear it. "i'm gonaa be a famnous quittich player". Yeah, right. she thought,
"Of corse, Ashe." she said, tossing her hair. She faked a smile, "My father is just the most responible man" she rolled her eyes and smirked. Rumor has it- he'd gotten someone pregant. Oh, god.
Belle smiled at the two first year who had clarly not ever been on a broom.
"please go show me" she pointed to the dorr and the ran out. She turned back to him with an evil grin.
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