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Post by esme on Aug 26, 2007 9:24:16 GMT -5
Esmeralda opened her deep brown eyes, most of her dorm room was still asleep. The witch yawned widely, crawled out of bed and coaxed her tiny bat from his perch to her hand. Malakhi, her bat, was used to waking up in the morning by now, but Esme still had to persuade him some mornings. Her tiny small hand stroked his head thoughtfully as she mentally went through the things she had to do today. Then she stopped. "It's Christmas!" she shrilled excitedly, Malakhi lept from her hand back to his perch and glared at her reproachfully, his sensitive ears ringing.
"Sorry Khi." she said quietly then grinned, she looked quite childish, she was afterall only eleven years old. Slipping her feet into her sandals she bolted down the stairs to the common room, dressed in her emerald green pajama pants and a black t-shirt. There weren't many people in the common room, a few people were exchanging gifts, a couple was making out fiercely in a corner. Esme grimaced, then spotted Laefe sitting on a small armchair. The small girl perched herself on the arm of the chair and grinned expectantly at the fifth year.
"What?" Laefe said, "You expecting a present or something?" Esme nodded and held out her hand imperiously. The boy laughed and handed her a small box wrapped in shiny silver paper. Esmeralda smiled at him and unwrapped the box, it was an inky black and in silver writing in the corner it said, The Nightmare Shoppe.* When she opened it she found a sterling silver bracelet, the links were fashined to look like bats, hooked together by their claws. Esme squealed in delight and hugged Laefe around the neck. Laefe allowed himself to be strangled for a moment then disentangled the first year from 'round his neck and shooed her off to another chair. Esme sat cross-legged in a comfortable black leather chair and put her bracelet on, admiring the way the tiny eyes of hte bats glimmered prettily.
*The Nightmare Shoppe, fictional store for alternative jewelry, books, clothing, music etc. Similar to Hot Topic, but more high end. And its a wizard shop...
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Post by Anqelique Tremine on Aug 27, 2007 13:06:58 GMT -5
Anqelique watched the other two sytherians from the door to the girls domintory. She was wished she had a friend- Or anyone to give her preasnts then her Mum.
"Dear Anq,
I sent you a new dress. I know it's blue, but they didn't have any green.
Love,
Mom."
She hadn't even said "Merry Christmas." She needed friends, or her mother was going to send her to Beabatoxns, and she really didn’t want to. Sh e knew her mum was buying her blue dresses becasue blue was a beaubatons color. She knew what she had to do,but didn’t want to. She walked over to the other first year.
“Hello,” she said Meekly.
(Not very good or long )
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Post by esme on Aug 27, 2007 17:01:27 GMT -5
The couple in the corner was becoming annoying, loud disgusting sounds were issuing from them as they clutched at each other. She stared at them distastefully then slipped her wand out of her pocket and muttered a spell. The girl suddenly screamed and withdrew from her boyfriend, the boy started swearing sulfurously. Esmeralda smiled slyly, Laefe gave her an odd look and she mouthed to him, Horn Tongue Hex. The fifth year boy shook his head but sent her a smile.
The door for the girls' dormitory creaked open and a slim blonde girl emerged, as she stepped lightly down the stairs Esme regarded her cooly. The girl was a first year, Esme had seen her before in classes, but didn't know her name. The witch's deep brown eyes lowered once more as she briefly wondered where her cousin Andromeda was for Christmas Morning. Probably with her blood traitor boyfriend James Potter. Esmeralda mentally shuddered at the thought. A small sounding voice inturrupted her reverie, raising her head once more she found herself staring into the ice blue eyes of the first year girl. Esme inspecterd her for a moment, normally she wouldn't give the girl a second thought but today....well, it was Christmas. Even deatheaters couldn't be cruel and forboding during the holidays.
"Merry Christmas."
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Post by Anqelique Tremine on Aug 27, 2007 17:07:45 GMT -5
"Merry Chistmas. May I ask your name?"
This was so awkward, but she knew tha this was a death Eater, and she was one at heart too.
"I'm Anq" She said quietly.
(Shes so shy! Anq's not usually like this!)
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Post by esme on Aug 27, 2007 17:19:30 GMT -5
Oh no....the girl didn't know her name. Esmeralda almost laughed, how strange that a fellow Slytherin didn't know her. The whole school ahd practically fainted during the sorting ceremony when the headmistress had announced 'Lestrange, Esmeralda.' Everyone, even in different houses know that the quiet girl with the blonde hair and deep brown eyes was related to the crazy Bellatrix Lestrange. What most people didn't know, was that Esme was only related to Bellatrix by marriage. Esme's father Rastaban Lestrange was the brother of Bellatrix's husband.
Taking pity on the girl who was obviously starved for human contact Esme said, "Esmeralda Lestrange." She shifted in her seat, from a cross-legged position to one where her right leg was dangling off the chair and the other was bent up to her chest with her head resting on the knee. Her hands clasped around her ankle as she gazed steadily at the other witch. Did Anq know Esme was a deatheater? She couldn't tell, but really it didn't matter.
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Post by Anqelique Tremine on Aug 27, 2007 18:08:58 GMT -5
Anq knew that said had said something wrong... Yet, the freach girl knew nothing of her aunt.
" "My real names Anqelique Tremine, but I Like Anq." She said thoughfully. This was the death eater. So she was a pureblood. Thankfuly. The blue-eyed girl stopped the window and aw the black horses again. What the heck are they! She thought, but knew that this girl couldn't see them, she had asked a few, but all said "What are you talking about!" and felt her alone. Penny was her only company now, and even he seemed off lately.
"Your the one with the the pet bat!" She exclaimed.
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Post by esme on Aug 27, 2007 18:59:53 GMT -5
Thestrals flew gracefully past a high window of the common room. Esme followed their movements reflexively out of the corner of her eyes. As she readjusted her gaze to the girl standing before her she noticed that Anq had glanced at the reptilian horses as well. Esme's curiousity was aroused, but she didn't say anything about the winged horses. The girl was so quiet and shy, but something about her gilttering eyes told Esmeralda that Anqelinque was't always so withdrawn, she wondered what could get the girl to come out of her shell.
As she thought about this Malakhi swooped out of the girls' dorms and settled himself on the arm of her chair. Smiling she crossed her legs again and began to pet her little bat. "Yes, his name is Malakhi, my brother got him for me when I was little."
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Post by Anqelique Tremine on Aug 27, 2007 19:04:26 GMT -5
"Oh wow, He's beautiful!" She exclaimed. "Do you have anyother pets?" She asked.
Animals, they loved you no matter what. Animals were safe and constant... They were there for you when... when...when your brother died. Esme had a brother as well.
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Post by esme on Aug 31, 2007 15:39:19 GMT -5
Well, there it was. What little girl didn't like talking about animals? Esmeralda smiled a little bit as she realized that Malakhi would be the perfect tool to get this girl to come out of her shell. "Oh yes," she said animatedly as she pet Malakhi, "I have an abraxan horse, you know, the ones with wings? And my mother breeds Runespoores, but its illegal so I can't really bring them to school. I used to have a cat too, her name was Shanna and she had the lovliest fur, but I gave her to my friend Krystas." Esmeralda finished. The light peppy tone of voice was grating on her nerves, but it was something to do.
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Post by Anqelique Tremine on Aug 31, 2007 21:12:28 GMT -5
So, Esme's life was intersteding. She had never had the pain Anq felt.
"Thats Cool. All i have is Penny."
Augste had ginving Penny to her on her fifth Birthday. He had promised many horses, when he was rich. Now he would never be rich.
Her father hated animals. Anq never loved him. Never like a father. She somtimes dobted that He was her father.
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Post by esme on Sept 3, 2007 11:07:45 GMT -5
Esme was done, you can only be nice and happy for so long, and for a Lestrange that time was considerably shortened. The bright tone was giving her a sore throat and she hadn't smiled so much since she'd been sorted into Slytherin. Her smile dropped, not unkindly, and her tone leveled out, "Sometimes pets are more trouble than they're worth," this got her a dirty look from Malakhi which she reterned skillfully, "But they're fun anyway." Esmeralda tilted her head to the side looking at Anq, her blonde hair trailed. "Would you like to pet him?" she asked softly, holding out her small bat.
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Post by Anqelique Tremine on Sept 3, 2007 15:44:17 GMT -5
Oh, Thank god. I get to see the real her. I was getting sick of being cheery like a bloody hufflepuff. Anq thought.
"Sure." She said, the cheer leaving her voice. She pet the small bat. Then she thought, I'm being so english . Then, the voice of Augste filled her head.
That's what we worked for Anq. She Couldn't hide the sadness that flashed into her eyes for that spilt second.
ooc: plot idea. Ill mesage you.
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