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Post by Te§§a™ on Aug 5, 2007 20:55:32 GMT -5
So is sketching my dear friend. Tired of lifting Tessa vanished the weights and conjered up one of those really comfy office chairs a desk and her lap top. She turned it on by tapping it with her wand. While she waited she sang along to the next song,
In this farewell, There’s no blood, There’s no alibi. 'Cause I’ve drawn regret, From the truth, Of a thousand lies.
So let mercy come, And wash away…
What I’ve Done. I’ll face myself, To cross out what I’ve become. Erase myself, And let go of what I've done.
Put to rest, What you thought of me. While I clean this slate, With the hands, Of uncertainty.
She was cut off by her lap top dinging and saying, "You've got mail!"Curious as to what it was Tessa logged on to her account and gasped. That is a sick joke. She clicked to box and deleted it, or she thought. A Red envelpope[sp] appeared on the screan and began to shout, "YOU ARE NEXT YOU HALF BOOD." Tessa laughed.
"One I am muggleborn, two I have been next for three years!"
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Post by Leigh on Aug 5, 2007 20:58:15 GMT -5
Leigh, hearing the shouting, looked up.
"Wow, what's that noise about?" she asked, relaxing after she saw Tessa laughing.
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Post by Te§§a™ on Aug 5, 2007 21:13:41 GMT -5
After she was done laughing Tessa explained about the enternet howler. "I am muggleborn not Halfbloof anyway."
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Post by chrohno023 on Aug 6, 2007 18:06:22 GMT -5
Cesar laughed. Thinking, he said "Finite Levicorpus!" Now free falling, he did a lazy back flip onto his broom. He flew over to Leigh and grabbed his wand. He repaired his robes and then shot a slug onto Tessa's keyboard. He didn't want to make a mess, so he made sure the slug was slimeless.
"Man... where is this team." Cesar said landing by Tessa, picking up the slug and conjuring three more started to juggle.
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Post by Te§§a™ on Aug 6, 2007 21:09:10 GMT -5
Tessa laughed at his juggling abilities. "I don't know but Leigh and I are giving them ten minutes then we can go in and sleep. Or just screw around out here. Your choice. Or we could sneak to Hogsmeade and raid Honydukes. OI! LEIGH! WANT TO RAID HONEYDUKES LATER?"
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Post by chrohno023 on Aug 6, 2007 21:23:59 GMT -5
Cesar continued to juggle, eventually picking up Tessa's sketching book and laptop and juggling those. "Honeydukes sounds sooo good right now! I can do with some Bertie Bott's! Well, all but puke and blood flavors." Cesar said reminiscing about his first time trying Bertie Bott's flavors.
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Post by Te§§a™ on Aug 6, 2007 22:02:25 GMT -5
Waiting for the laptop to come around Tessa grabbed it and let him juggle with the rest. She stuck her tounge out at him and said, "The chocolate all the way. And those mints too. If Leigh ever answers I say we just scrap Quidditch practice and head on over."
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Post by Leigh on Aug 6, 2007 23:12:11 GMT -5
Leigh finished another sentence before answering.
"Yeah, sounds good to me! I want... CANDY! I don't care what kind, as long as it's not the weird kind, like Acid Pops or whatever..." she grimaced at the thought of eating an acid pop. It wasn't a particularly appealing thought.
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Post by Te§§a™ on Aug 7, 2007 9:42:46 GMT -5
"Okay, then I say practice is officialy over. No one is showing and we have nothing to do!" Tessa called back to her.
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Post by Leigh on Aug 7, 2007 12:31:44 GMT -5
"Sounds good," Leigh said, putting her stuff away in a bag she had brought with her. "I really am low on candy and prank supplies..."
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Post by chrohno023 on Aug 8, 2007 13:06:24 GMT -5
Cesar was so excited he nearly dropped his juggling items. He carefully lowered each one down and gave Tessa her sketching book back. "There ya go, now will you two hurry up? I need sweetness in my mouth... ever so soon!"
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Post by Quidditch Queen on Aug 23, 2007 10:21:24 GMT -5
Sarah ran as fast as she could, pulling on her Quidditch robes as she went. She yawned and nearly dropped her broom. She tripped over her robes but recovered before she hit the ground.
"Hey, guys! I am so sorry I'm late! That magical alarm clock my mom sent me doesn't seem to be working that well! Hey...is it only the three of you?" she said. She heard her friends laughing and she conjured up a mirror.
Oy...MAJOR bedhead. She charmed it into a ponytail and rubbed some more sleep out of her eyes. "What are we working on?" she asked, taking off on her broom.
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Post by Te§§a™ on Aug 24, 2007 16:23:18 GMT -5
Tessa turned and sent, Might as well work some and then go. She turned to Sarah and said, "Just basic drills. We planned on schrimadge but that isn't likely to happen."
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Post by Quidditch Queen on Aug 25, 2007 19:45:33 GMT -5
"Yeah, I can tell," Sarah said, looking around at her three other teammates. "I'll just do some laps, is that okay?"
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Post by Mays on Aug 28, 2007 7:15:00 GMT -5
Meme got out of McGonagal's office feeling moody. Her Last cheek in Transfiguration (Was not meant to be heard by the Professor!) earned her a detention just about a couple of hours before her Quidditch practice, & McGonagal Knew it well. She dismissed her 15 minutes earlier. Meme contemplated the option of skipping practice & retiring to bed early. But the thought of flying on the broom, air-borne & free of Physics natural laws, with the wind rushing through her hair & roaring in her ears made her erase any doubt she had about going to practice.
Ten minutes later, after the usual hurry & confusion Meme always experiences when she is late to something, she was running through the corridors, making sure she remembered to regulate her breathing in order not to exhaust herself before the practice, out of the castle into the grounds then into the Quidditch pitch. She saw Leigh, Cesar & Tessa (Who was sitting behind an office desk) on foot, while Sara was up on her broom. She slowed down & made a beeline to the small group on the ground.
'Is practice over yet?' Meme asked, flopping down on the grass for a minute, 'I'm so sorry I'm late. McGonagal gave me this really disgusting task. I'd even dare to think that Snape would have been sweet enough not to give it to a girl.' She grimaced as she remembered the smell of the rat's cages that she had to clean.
'I really want to get up there,' She gestured vauely upwards, 'It'll make me feel better.'
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