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Misadventures at Hogwarts: Term 2

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"Bludger-"I said weakly. "And-the Slytherin boys"
 
Cassidy turned over as a sliver of sunlight hit her face. She let out a moan, muffled by her pillow, and rolled out of bed. Her short blond hair was sticking up in every direction, and she rushed to the bathroom to wash up.

Hair dripping, she returned to her bedside, where she pulled out her Maroon and gold uniform, pulling it on with expertise. She brushed out her dripping hair, water droplets flying. Satisfied with the absence of tangles, she tossed her hair back, pulled on her black robe, grabbed her books, and cast a dissatisfied look at her hasty appearance in the mirrow before she left for the common room.

She descended the stone stairs into the common room, her eyes adjusting to the dim morning light. She shuffled over to a chair, a red, beaten, shabby thing, and plopped herself down in it, her slowing robe splashing around her. She let her textbooks rest on a nearby table, and looked around the room, hoping to spot Berii or someone she could talk to before she headed off to Herbology.
 
My face immedeantly clouded over.
"They. Will. Pay." I said through clenched teeth.
"Nobody messes around with MY friends and gets away with it.." My eyes were blazing by now.

OOC: Remember the other HP thread? Look at my character's profile. But if you're too lazy to check it out, stay here: (Terra is usally pretty calm, and nice, but if you mess with her friends... Tsk. You're in for trouble.)
 
Liadan awoke in the dormitories to an empty room. The adolescent truly felt dislike for the people she boarded with. They all were too caught up in fantasies... Too caught up in the moment... No one that occupied living quaters with the girl knew anything about the real world, no matter how hard they tried. They knew nothing about the impact of Voldemort or his minions known as Death Eaters. Nothing. These girls were blind to the world and Liadan loathed them for it. All because of the memories... All because of her stupid family. They were so happy before, but then with Voldemort... Everything changed.

"Why did this happen, Alec?!"

"Don't CALL me that! You know we can't go by those names anymore! No one can know! God, do you not understand?! If anyone ANYONE finds out! We could die!"

"Well, why NOT?!"

"Because! You-You just wouldn't understand, Aerin..."

The male speaking reached over at her and stroked her white blonde hair in a brother-sister lovingly manner.

The girl shrugged away defiantly.

"Never call me Aerin! EVER!"

"I'm sorry... Stupefy!"

A red light shot at the girl as she was thrown back and rendered unconcious... All memory leaving her...

Liadan cringed as she remembered, a silver tear escaping the corner of her eye.

"God help me..." whispered the girl as she threw back the velvet curtains of the four poster bed.

Slowly, Liadan made the bed and placed her nightclothes in a neat stack atop the comforter. At a faster pace the young one entered the communal washrooms and cleaned her teeth and washed her face. She ran a brush through her waving locks and pulled a small tail atop the remainder of the hair. Liadan put the robe away in her trunk and dressed for classes. She could make breakfast.

Shouldering the leather satchel, Liadan clambered down the grand staircase and into the Great Hall, hoping to find either Tristian or Zeth still filling themselves before classes.
 
Zeth sat down in the Great Hall, somehow feeling an empty void inside. He was really confused about yesterday, but he wanted to understand her, he wanted to understand her so much.

He dug his fork into a pancake, and ate it really slowly, instead of feeling a warm tasty breakfast, he tasted a vinegary, foul substance.

~DragonTrainer:dragonite
 
I put my hand on Terra's arm.
"No Terra, Im fine..." I said calmly.
 
"No, you have to promise me you wont do anything to them!" I snapped.
 
Liadan wandered over to the Gryffindor house table and took a seat beside Zeth. She lifted her palm to brush away the dregs of tears. Swallowing, the girl lifted her head.

"Good morning... Zeth?" she whispered, unsure of her own voice.

She set her bag on the table and smiled weakly. It was quite obvious she was unwell...
 
Zeth quickly set down his fork and gave the girl a warm hug.

"Hey, are you doing any better?" Zeth knew it was a very dumb question, Liadan was obviously still troubled, but he didn't really know why, but he had no real reason to, all he was worried about was her feeling better.

~DragonTrainer:dragonite
 
"Be-because" I stammered. "Its-its just"
 
I moved closer to Terra and rubbed her back.
"Its okay, Im fine. You just dont understand. They are not the only once who hurt me. Just dont worry about it"
 
OOC: Karli broke her back? She'd not be able to get up and there'd be a brace... My friend's brother broke his back playing football. He couldn't get out of bed for weeks...

IC: Liadan gave him a sincere smile and shook her head. A tear slipped down her cheek as the smile still stood.
 
Zeth wiped her one tear with his thumb, for a moment touching her soft skin. He hugged her once more, just to tell her that he would always be there for her, no matter what happened.

~DragonTrainer:dragonite
 
OCC: I read that if it isnt a bad break then you can just be in a wheelchair. My character does have something to help her.

IC: "Thanks Terra. I appreciate it" I said kindly to my friend.
 
"Why were you crying Terra?" I asked soothingly.
 
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