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Post by CELESTE JOHANNA HELARD on Oct 15, 2010 2:43:52 GMT -5
 YOU NEVER HAD THE TIME BECAUSE YOU[/font] move too slow. i know, know, know, it's just for fun. i'm just another one.[/color] It was a bright and early Saturday morning when Celeste Helard, Slytherin Prefect and Quidditch Chaser, found herself sitting Indian style on her four poster bed. Her naturally brown orbs were changing color rapidly. Moving from blue to green to stranger colors like red and gold. It was not that her mood was changing at a severe pace, it was just that Celeste was practicing. She was a Metamorphmagus, able to change her appearance at will. If she wanted, she could've changed her entire being, she could've looked like one of the professors, or the Headmaster, or the Minister of Magic, or a fellow student. But alas, she stuck to the simple things, like eye color. Occasionally she went all out, like on Halloween. Other times, if she felt the need, she would change her hair color, but today was just not one of those days. Celeste's multi-colored orbs were focused on a small mirror, a compact to be exact, she watched as she willed her eyes to change, color after glorious color, but after all the colors of the rainbow, and a variation of shades, she stopped. Allowing them, her eyes, to return to their natural shade of chocolate brown.
She snapped the compact shut and tossed it into her open trunk. Then she uncrossed her legs and stood up, tugging at the bottom of her black shorts, and smoothing her I heart NYC shirt. Sure, she'd never been to New York City, but it was a famous shirt, and she'd seen them a million times, so to speak, so call her cliche, but she caved and bought one. If anything it made for comfortable casual wear. She lifted a thin silver chain from a small pocket of her trunk and slid it around her neck. She then grabbed a wrist band and a small silver band, a ring, with a green stone placed at it's center and slipped it on. Cee was a proud Slytherin and she'd be damned if she didn't display it. After she glanced in a bigger mirror and smoothed down a few stray hairs she headed for the door. She left her dorm and headed for the Commons. She was supposed to meet Albus to discuss Quidditch plans. She had never understood why he'd gone to her for advice, but she was happy to oblige. After all, she was content in doing all that was possible to ensure the Quidditch Cup went to Slytherin. She entered the room and strolled to an empty black leather couch. She sat down without hesitation, crossing her legs, one over the other, and her hand slipped over her knee cap, the other was propped against the arm of the couch, her head tilting to rest in her open palm.
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Post by ALBUS SEVERUS POTTER on Oct 18, 2010 19:22:01 GMT -5
 Normally Albus wouldn’t be standing in front of the mirror looking at himself, but this year there was something new added to his uniform that he wanted to see how it looked, even if he had been wearing it every day since he got it. The Slytherin Quidditch Captain badge gleamed shiny silver in the candlelight of the room. He had been dreaming of wearing it since he was little, well when he was little he didn’t know it would be the Slytherin one at the time. He ran his fingers delicately over the edge of the badge, it felt so smooth and new to him. But that was because it was knew, it was his first year as the Slytherin Quidditch Captain and every time a new captain came into play, they got their own badge, not one handed down to them from the previous captain. Albus will be able to keep his badge and hang it up as well as with his Quidditch robes that displayed his name in shining sliver on the back.
It happened to be a Saturday so instead of being pinned to his school robes like it would during the weekdays; his badge was pinned to his green polo shirt. He had decided to stop staring at the badge in the mirror and take a look at the rest of himself; he had planned on meeting up with Celeste after all. He straightened out his shirt and dusted off his blue jeans, just in case. Sure, Celeste wasn’t his girlfriend or anything, but he still needed to look his best. He had asked her to look over the plays he had planned out during the summer after he found out that he would be named captain. He ruffled his hand through his jet black hair before he turned to look over at his four poster bed. On it were several pieces of parchment that had the plays he had thought out during the summer. He had been looking them over a while ago just to make sure he had everything.
He quickly gathered the parchment of neatly before slipping it into his school bag. He swung his school bag over his shoulders and then headed out of the boy’s dormitory and out into the Slytherin Common room. His deep emerald gaze scanned the common room looking for Celeste. It didn’t take long to find her; she was sitting on one of the black leather couches. He put on a slight smile as he made his way over to her, his badge shining from the candlelight. He sat down on the couch opposite from her so that one of the coffee tables was in between them. “Morning Celeste, [/color]” he said lightly to her. Tag:[/color] Celeste Notes:[/color] I liked it! It's perfect! Lyrics:[/color] “Airplanes” B.O.B ft. Hayley Williams Word Count:[/color] 458 Outfit:[/color] Deep green polo shirt, blue jeans, Slytherin Quidditch Captain Badge. Credit:[/color] Me ![/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by CELESTE JOHANNA HELARD on Oct 18, 2010 19:45:43 GMT -5
YOU NEVER HAD THE TIME BECAUSE YOU [/font] move too slow. i know, know, know, it's just for fun. i'm just another one.[/color] Celeste was a variety of things, for instance: she was named Slytherin Prefect, she'd made the Slytherin Quidditch Team as a Chaser, she was a rarity in the fact that she was a Metamorphmagi, she had trained and finally mastered the art of the Animagus, her transformation was that from a teenage girl to a wolf, and she had the ability to keep people out of her mind, also known as Occlumens. She was a talented creature, capable of great, and terrible, things. When she was younger she was not so narcissistic or sarcastic. She wasn't as blunt or arrogant either. She had been a sweet child, understanding of the world, and adoring of it's many features. But then her father died in a horrible accident and things just spiraled out of control. She was used, beaten, and broken, and she had never been the same. Even now, with her worst nightmare cold, lifeless, and six feet under she could not find any semblance of her former self. No shred of hope or dignity. Just the facade she had created to protect herself long ago.
Cee sat patiently, for once, and bounced her foot lightly, humming a tune that played within the strict confines of her mind. She had not been waiting long when a tall, well taller than her, figure glided into the room. The person in question none other than Albus, a Potter, but a Slytherin, which seemed to make up for the difference. He sat across from her, a backpack slung over his shoulder. Cjay's honey orbs took in his appearance, his hair, his face, his clothes, his arms, everything. She drank it in, her mind sifting through it, a small, delicate smile curving her normally malicious facial features. "Morning Albus." [/color] she mumbled, clearing her throat. She felt slightly under dressed for their meeting. He was all cleaned up, and Cee had only thrown on some loose, comfortable articles of clothing, but she'd be damned if she let Albus know that she was feeling such things. She leaned forward slightly, propping both elbows on her knee and holding her head in her palms, "Well don't you just look spiffy."[/color] she muttered, her voice lulling, like a melody of sorts. She radiated confidence, there was no falter in that.[/size][/blockquote]
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