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Post by lisa on Jun 2, 2011 17:13:58 GMT -5
It's getting hard to find a place to go, Where peaceful waters flow• • • • • •It was a beautiful but windy evening when Lisa came to the great hall for a welcoming dinner and sat down at the slytherin table. She wasn't sitting alone, no, how would she? She's been always surrounded by a huge group of other Slytherins, mostly boys that wanted to get a hot piece of her but also girls who wanted to be like her or thought it was good to have a friend in her. Everyone respected her so much even though she wasn't the nicest girl yet she was a queen. A real socialite. There was many girls, who only dreamed to be like that. She roamed the school as if it was her own, knowing she had everything, power, money, worshipers. It was her perfect façade. It was impossible not to like her. Others thought different though. You either hated or loved Lisa, there was no grey area in the situation. It was just black and white or so it seemed.
She was looking at an empty plate before her. She wasn't hungry. No, she wasn't. But after few minutes a bluberry muffin appeared on her plate and a pumpkin juice next to it. "Whatever" she said to herself and took a bite of a muffin.
But it was going to be a nice evening or so she hope for. No-one trod on Lisa's toe, she did not have to be worry about anything. She walked to the great hall and had 'dinner'. She did not eat to much, as always. If not some of her friends, she would die of malnutrition not even realizing it. But only one was really the one who cared of what Lisa has been eating. The girl always put on Lisa's plate some more food because Lisa takes a bite of something and is ready to go, well maybe after some conversations with her house mates. And it was the same. Lisa took her usual place at the slytherin table and looking at all that food she frowned. She just grabbed that muffin an nibbled on it. Then she poured some pumpkin juice into a goblet. When Lisa was not looking her friend put some more food on her plate. Funny but nice move. Lisa did not notice it and with small smile on her face she stood up and told her mates that she's done.
Walking out from the great hall she could feel couple of eyes on herself. But she just shrugged what was weird for her because she loved being a center of attention. She was on her way to the dungeons when she saw some first years throwing water balloons at each other. As a prefect she should stop them but she didn't really care of it. She always shirked her duties. And she did not want to get wet. Lisa stared at those kids playing their little water fight. It was funny to watch and the thought they they would probably end up with flu made it better. Lisa smirked thinking about it. She really liked thinking of others harm. She did not know why, though. Maybe it was just her Slytherin nature or because of the way she has been brought up. Nonetheless it was not her problem. if they wanted to get sick it was their business. She would do nothing to stop them.
Lisa turned on her foot to continue her way to the dungeons when she heard silent footsteps. Well, it could be anyone. She was used to the fact that boys were following her around the castle. But when she turned her head to take a look she saw no one there. Maybe she just misheard. And this little thing made her change her mind. She wasn't heading to the dungeons anymore. She thought she should get some fresh air so she decided to go out. Opening the great door slightly just so she could slip between Lisa felt a soft breeze of occasional wind of today. It was actually nice and made her smile a bit. It was until then when she spotted a year younger fellow Slytherin whom she found oddly as some kind of her follower. A girl seemed to be unaware of her presence and in her own thoughts. A nice smile that previously graced her face turned more into a smirk. Lisa came up to Kat making no sound as she learned from her cat moves. "A sickle for your thoughts, Ms. Evans." she spoke up with a hint of sugar in her voice. • • • • • • TAGS: Kat E. WORDS: 779? LYRICS: Where peaceful waters flow by Chris de Burgh OUTFIT: >here< NOTES: ^^ CREDITS: lisathecat of CAUTION 2.0!
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Post by katevans1 on Jun 3, 2011 22:56:58 GMT -5
I need something to believe in, a breath from the breathing. 'Cause lately I'm not dreaming, so what's the point in sleeping? Katherine Evans walked off of the Quidditch pitch. Her robes and cherry red hair were both soaked due to the rain. She cussed under her breath through a clenched jaw. The girl absolutely hated the rain with a burning passion. It had to be some kind of test to make the sixth year teach Quidditch in the rain. The professors were definitely trying to test her patience under the excuse of her failing Charms. It wasn't as if Kat didn't know anything, in fact, she was quite good at dueling; it was more of the fact that she couldn't be bothered to study for examinations and whatnot. The Charms professor had set up an exchange between Katherine and some Ravenclaw where she would receive tutelage in exchange for Quidditch training. It was a load of dung that she had to train with the guy in the rain when she could be inside, dry and less pissed off than she was now.
Kat dragged herself down to the dungeons and into her dorm. The smell of ash still lingered in the common room from last semester when she had lost her temper. The girl flung her beater's bat at the concrete wall in vexation. She stuffed her broomstick back under her bed with the rest of the crap that she had and rummaged through her trunk in search of her school robes. Kat shook some of the water from her hair and dried her pale skin with a towel before she slid into dry clothes for dinner.
Katherine entered the Great Hall only to be greeted by none other than the face of the boy that had caused her suffering that afternoon. She rolled her dark eyes and turned on her heel, walking right out of the hall. "Where to go, where to go..." Kat thought to herself as she wandered the corridors alone. She walked up to the main doors of the castle and opened it a crack. "Oh sure, it stops raining now," she muttered to herself, "Why couldn't it be like this earlier?" she slipped through the crack in the doors. Katherine leaned her back against the castle wall and slid down until her bottom hit the floor, wrapping her arms around her knees that she held tightly to her chest. Today was just not playing out the way she had planned, or hoped it would. The girl stared out into the darkness that surrounded her, a slightly irritated look glazed over her face. Another being stepped outside and Katherine still kept staring, completely oblivious to any other form of life. The other girl's words broke Kat out of her trance. Her mind at the moment was off on some far away island that she ruled. She turned her head to face the person who had spoken, recognizing her voice as belonging to Lisa Green. Katherine blinked her eyes hard, turning bright yellow, as her senses picked up on the presence of another animagus.
"What?" Kat she replied, "A sickle?" she questioned the phrase. The girl hadn't really caught all of what Lisa had said. Slight confusion was apparent in her face as she looked up at the seventh year. tagged;; Lisa words;; 506 outfit;; herenotes;; tiredddd.
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Post by lisa on Jun 6, 2011 7:19:17 GMT -5
It's getting hard to find a place to go, Where peaceful waters flow• • • • • •Lisa was a girl who made enemies easily just by saying one rude comment. She enjoyed insulting people, showing arrogant, haughty behaviors or attitudes. She changed her mood a lot and got irritated easily. She believed other were envious of her. She judged people by the cover, wasn't interested in their problems and was a stereotype Slytherin girl. With a wink of an eye you could become her enemy. Lisa was not a girl who opens up easily. You would have to trick her, enchant her or become alike. Well, there was other way too. If she considered you a friend and had fun with you, she would probably open up enough to you, so you could have known her better. But she did not trust anyone fully. She knew she was not trustworthy so why she should trust anyone else. Lisa did not want anybody think she was a poseur or a fake. She just could not let it happen. She could not help how she was but she did not want to change it either.
Lisa was always a confident figure, cocky and all. She was aware of being a proof of physical perfection but did they see only her beauty or maybe something else. Someone had said she had it all. People respected her although she wasn't the nicest girl. She just had that school in her palms. Almost every Seventh Year Slytherin liked her – even though these ones were already graduated and she was now a seventh year. But how she had done it? She didn't know. It just happened. But was it enough for her? Of course not! She became a prefect and at first she had self-doubt but then after a short conversation with one of her older friends everything was clear. She just had to obtain that position. But she used the prefect badge for her advantage only. She liked getting her enemies in trouble, telling on them. She liked privileges she got with a badge. Using prefect bathroom, prefect lounge was way better than common ones. And she could be up at night wandering school corridors without worrying to get caught. But bringing things back to normal, bringing an order when she had nothing from it just wasn't her thing. No one ever said Lisa does things selflessly. It all still was in her even though her perfect world seemed to collapse.
Lisa waited for any reaction from Kat. She really must have been deep in her thoughts because even if she didn't jump even slightly at her voice she obviously didn't get the words. But Lisa just smiled at it. Someone could say she simply didn't care if she disturbed her or not and maybe it was true but it didn't matter. She placed her hand on her hip just standing there and looking at the younger Slytherin she was strangely nice to every since they found out of each others abilities.
"Oh it will cost far more than a sickle?" she continued with a playful smirk dancing over her lips. Lisa was about to say that money is not a problem for her. Besides there were better ways to get information out of someone than paying. Yet, she decided not to. She just stuck her hand in her robe's pocket and pulled out a shiny coin and tossed it Kat's way. "A gold galleon will make it." she kept with a humorous way. • • • • • • TAGS: Kat E. WORDS: 587? LYRICS: Where peaceful waters flow by Chris de Burgh OUTFIT: >here< NOTES: lalala ^^ CREDITS: lisathecat of CAUTION 2.0!
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Post by katevans1 on Jun 10, 2011 19:44:42 GMT -5
I need something to believe in, a breath from the breathing. 'Cause lately I'm not dreaming, so what's the point in sleeping? The day’s events had drained all of the energy from Katherine, not physically, but emotionally. All she felt was anger and regret, but most of all hatred. She could have been doing a million other things instead of having to train some student. The girl hated being told what to do with a burning passion, but there was no way she could possibly get out of this situation. Kat had no family to go home to. She had no other schools that would take her. Beauxbatons had kicked her out a little over a year ago and Durmstrang refused to take her because of the whole fiasco between her and the boys there. She had nowhere to turn unless she planned on running away, which wasn’t much of an option. The fact that she was a registered animagus allowed the ministry to keep track of her at all times. There was no escape.
Katherine’s eyes were mesmerized by the darkness of the Forbidden Forest. Lisa spoke, her words barely penetrating the girl’s thick skull, not registering in her head. When the seventh year said sickle, an image of the grim reaper and his weapon jumped into the girl’s head as if it was haunting her. Kat squeezed her eyes shut and opened them again, in an attempt to shake the image from her thoughts. A chill crawled up the redhead’s spine causing her to shiver slightly. She pulled her emerald and black robe around her tighter, snuggling into it. Death was not something that went over well with Katherine. She had lost her father at the mere age of ten, witnessing his murder. Because of that the girl lived for revenge. It was the reason why she had the problems that she did.
“A sickle for my thoughts? A galleon?” Katherine looked at Lisa funny. Why would she care? Oh right, she probably doesn’t. Those thoughts ran through her mind. The moon’s light reflected off of the coin that Lisa had tossed at her causing it to flash as it spun in the air. Kat wasn’t looking in the direction of the coin, but she heard it. Her pupils narrowed, becoming cat-like. At the last second, just as the coin was about to hit the stone floor, Katherine’s hand lashed out and caught it. “Why would you want to know my thoughts? Can’t you sense most of them anyway?” she asked curiously, fiddling with the coin in her hand. She really didn't want to just spill her soul to someone. tagged;; Lisa words;; 409 outfit;; herenotes;; 4 down, 2 to go.
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Post by lisa on Jun 18, 2011 18:24:52 GMT -5
It's getting hard to find a place to go, Where peaceful waters flow• • • • • •A hard work wasn't Lisa's thing. Everything was always easy for her. Her life was wonderful. She had it all. Besides she was a prefect. How would it look if she got a detention? Of course knowing Lisa and the way she was all those six years spent at Hogwarts, you would be surprised she didn't get it before. She was a rulesbreaker. She didn't really deserve a prefect badge. But she was a popular figure, came from wealth, respected family, many girls were envious of her beauty. She was always very confident and stubborn. She knew what she wanted, what had worth for her. Most of the time she did not care what others thought. Most of the time she did not care about anybody but her closest friends and family. Yet it was common that she could be rude even to them. She did not have many friends or just simple familiars in other houses but Slytherin. Just because she was how she was. Though, it wasn't like that she wanted to socialize with other houses nor did she care. It was very rare when she came along with someone out of her house but when something like that happened it meant she valued that someone, or if it was a boy, he had to be handsome and usually up for something more with her. No questions asked. It did not mean she had no enemies in Slytherin, because she did. There were few of them that annoyed her and she could not stand. But she was fine with the younger girl before her or so it seemed.
Lisa couldn't really place Kat's attitude. Something really bothered her and surprisingly Lisa found herself interested in finding out a bit. She didn't like when people she cared to talk with were sad or something that way while she was in a very good mood and her smile almost contagious. It sat tattooed on her face as she laughed at her own witty comment. She had no problem at laughing at her own jokes every since her life turned 360 degrees because of Liam. She watched the coin fly towards Kat and fall down. But she was sure Kat would catch it if her cat senses were working. And she wasn't mistaken. The galleon has be caught at the last second making no sound as it would bouncing and finally falling on the cold stone ground. A satisfied smirk crawled onto her face again at that view. It stopped her from sighing at Katherine's questions. It wasn't like Lisa could sense thoughts. She could sense some feelings but particular thoughts had to be spoken out so she could know them.
A fiery haired girl took a seat beside the other with nearly the same hair color and smiled kindly as for her. "It's what friends do, right? They care." and Lisa really tried to be different person than the one she's been all her life. "You know you can trust me." she added. • • • • • • TAGS: Kat E. WORDS: 512? LYRICS: Where peaceful waters flow by Chris de Burgh OUTFIT: >here< NOTES: lbleh eh CREDITS: lisathecat of CAUTION 2.0!
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Post by katevans1 on Jun 19, 2011 15:32:23 GMT -5
I need something to believe in, a breath from the breathing. 'Cause lately I'm not dreaming, so what's the point in sleeping? Katherine let the coin roll up and down her knuckles as if it was going down a flight of stairs. She huffed. Today had been a mess for her. She wished it would all go away, so that she could be home with her father. But that was obviously impossible. Her father had been gone for almost three years now, the most painful three years of her life. The girl had just given in to the fact that whenever bad things happen, they happen to her and there is nothing she can do to prevent it. The professors were constantly up her ass about her poor grades and now she was going to have to deal with it.
Kat furrowed her brow when Lisa took a seat next to her. The girl pulled her knees tighter to her chest in an attempt to become so small that she would be barely noticeable. Too bad that plan didn’t work. Friends? Trust? Katherine blinked and pressed her lips together to keep her jaw from dropping. She didn’t think that love could change a person so much, heck, she didn’t even believe in love, only lust. She would have had a more pleasant view on love if she didn’t have so many failed relationships. First was Leckov, then whatever his name was, then Jake, and all the ones in between that she pushed their names into the back of her mind.
”Yeah, I guess that’s what they’re supposed to do. I wouldn’t know because friends don’t seem to come to easily to me.” That fact was true. Kat was lucky if she had one or two friends, but most of the time she just hung out by herself. Those few summers of living with whoever she could and my manipulating or tricking people into giving her things had turned the girl into a bit of a loner, not that she really cared. Katherine heard the sincerity in Lisa’s voice as she told her that she could trust her. The girl nodded in response. She looked up to Lisa as a role model most of the time. She did trust the seventh year quite a bit, more than she would ever feel comfortable trusting anyone beside her cousin. ”This is Hogwarts, very few can be trusted, especially the professors. They seem to have their heart set on finding a way to get me expelled. For example, they have me training some seventh year Ravenclaw out on the quidditch pitch and he’s supposed to be tutoring me in charms. They know I don’t handle other people very well. I feel like they’re waiting for me to beat him unconscious with a quaffle just so that they can get me to leave. I have no patience for people and they are fully aware of that…” Kat’s voice trailed off as she rested her chin on her knees and wrapped her arms around her legs. Her eyes flashed a citrine yellow color and she clenched her jaw to hide the feline fangs that had just shot out from her gums. She was horrible at controlling her anger, which is what usually got her into trouble, especially with the fact that she is an animagus. Katherine had been an animagus for as long as she could remember. The trait was inherited from her father, who was of magical descent. He had begun to train her, but never finished due to his unexpected death.
tagged;; Lisa words;; 575 outfit;; herenotes;; i had an awkward museblast at the end of this...lol >.>
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