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Post by derek on Oct 18, 2010 10:26:08 GMT -5
RAIN MAKES CORN [/color]  CORN MAKES WHISKEY[/color] Derek walked down the cold corridors of the school with a smile on his lips. The school was in chaos. The son of Bonnie Cameron took in what he loved most. Chaos. The school was in chaos and he loved it. Professor Robert LeBlanc was so scared that he locked Hogwarts down. Oh if he could have been there to see the man’s face when he realized his students were in danger. A sly smile haunted the lips of the seventh year slytherin boy. He was really enjoying himself. He had recently had fun with Lisa Green and that Liam boy. He could not remember the boys last name. He taught them a valuable lesson. Lisa to play nice and Liam to never inturrept Derek ever.
Continuing his walk he noticed that he was heading towards the dungeons. He had been completely lost in thought. He sighed and pulled out his pack of Newports. Yes he was additicted to these things. They were very good though. Grinning he pulled one out and lit it with his lighter. He took a long drag from it and smiled. This was better. He would smoke outside but they were not allowed outside. So his alternative was smoking inside. He had to have his cigeratte and his beer. In fact there was some waiting in his dorm where he had hidden them.
Smiling he kept walking as he walked down the staircase. He was on the second level now when a stupid first year Gryffindor ran into him. Glaring at the young boy Derek hit the kid in the stomach and watched him as he rolled out of Dereks way. Dumb kid he said. Little did he know that a HufflePuff girl was watching him. Growling slightly he walked down the staircase. He made it to the Ground floor when another little kid ran into him. This time it was a second year hufflepuff girl. You kids just don’t know how to behave do you he said pulling out his wand.
Pointing it at the girl he grinned. Maybe I should teach you some manners. You should learn to respect your elders he said grinning. The thought of torture was like poetry to him. Crucio he said. He watched as the second year Hufflepuff girl started crying and screaming pain. This was music to the young slytherins ears. He loved nothing more than torturing well maybe sex. He was so busy laughing like a maniac that he didn’t notice that same HufflePuff girl walking down the stairs towards them.
”This is you talking”This is you thinkingThis is someone else talkingWHISKEY MAKES MY BABY FEEL A LITTLE FRISKEY[/color] OUTFIT: OMG! ITS CICKABLE!
NOTES: he is a mean kid
WORDS: 425
TAG: Nina Hill
CREDITS: okay so valval @ CAUTION 2.0 made this tread template….so yall be nice, like Stevie Rae would say, and do not steal this…guess what happens if you do she will make you watch 5 hours of Barney, yes the big purple dinosaur of doom, and send SETHOS AFTER YOU…wow that’s harsh…so no stealing….Credits for the lyrics got to Luke Bryan, they are from his song Rain is a good thing.[/center] |
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Post by nina on Oct 25, 2010 23:31:23 GMT -5
 
The weather had chilled down considerably since summer, and it seemed to Nina like the time was flying by. Last thing she knew it was still August and now as she sat in front of her school books in the library she could see snow drifting acrossed the grounds out of the window. The sky was dull and gloomy really making it hard for Nina to study. All she wanted to do was curl up by the fire in the Hufflepuff Common Room and relax and not worry about studying, homework or anything serious with a hot chocolate snuggled up in her pajamas. Yes, that sounded fantastic, a lot better then studying for the Potions test coming up.
Sighing she laid her head down on the open book in front of her on the table. The library was surprisingly empty, then again who else would be studying on the weekend late at night in the library? Not anyone, most of her house took off for the evening to Hogsmeade, she had almost followed their example but was determined to try to get caught up in school. Her mind had been on Quidditch lately. She had made Quidditch captain this year so everything was all on her and she really wanted the Hufflepuff team to do good this year.
With her mind on Quidditch and the upcoming match Nina drifted off into a deep sleep with her head in the middle of her book. It could have been minutes or hours, Nina didn't know, until she woke up. Rubbing her eyes she put back on her glasses that she had took off earlier that night. Her hair was probably a mess, her face was probably red from laying on the book for so long and she really was not interested in finshing up her school work. Closing her book and leaning back in her chair she tilted her head back till her neck rested on the top of the chair and she stared off at the ceiling. It was much higher then she had ever realized it to be. Tilting it slightly she looked at it in a different angle. Leaning the chair back on only two legs she kept on looking at the ceiling.
Deciding that it had been long enough since she had managed to be out in the chaos of the locked up Hogwarts Nina got up from the table and headed in full speed toward wherever her feet were going to take her. She hated being locked up like a caged animal, it really frustrated her. All she wanted to do was go outside, and she wasn't able to do that. Sighing as she made her way through the castle she stopped as she heard someone grunt. Looking up she watched as a Slytherin, who she thought was named Derek hit a first year student. Glaring at him she continued to head down the stairs and stopped once more as he pulled his wand on a second year Hufflepuff. Nina had seen this student around the common rooms, running down the stairs she pulled out her wand and instead of using it she walked right up to Derek, her hands clenched into a fist, pulled her arm back and swung with all the strength in her petite body and punched him right square in the noes. "You are despicable," she said as she now used the expelliarmus spell to knock Dereks wand out of his hand. "Accio Wand," she said as his wand then came flying into her own hand.
[/size] been a long cold ?? words. lonely winter finished. feels like years derek. since its been clear outfit. slowly melting notes?. its alright REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0 [/color].[/blockquote][/size] [/center] |
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Post by derek on Oct 27, 2010 14:10:42 GMT -5
Derek had been having fun when someone had decided to punch him in the face. His head turned has the hand collided with his face. He heard some girls voice but didn't make out the words. He wasn't in a mood to listen when he was being attacked. No. This was the time where he would attack back whoever decided it was a good idea to hit him.
He looked up to see some hufflepuff taking his wand from him. Grinning he started coldly at her. She was pretty but she had made a mistake. Mistakes cost people their lives around him. He wiped the blood from his bleeding nose. She would learn soon.
Growling slightly he said coldly That was a big mistake bitch. He walked up to her standing very close to her. He could hear the other young hufflepuff running away. No witnesses here. Oh bad for you. Your going to need someone to help you he said growling.
OOC: SORRY FOR THE SHORTNESS AND SUCKYNESS |
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Post by nina on Nov 11, 2010 21:52:35 GMT -5
Nina was a fiesty little thing that was for sure, she couldn't remember how many times she had got in trouble because of her fiestiness. Right now was one of those moments that she may have wanted to be smarter about, after all she had heard all the rumors about Derek. However nothing was enough to stop Nina, obviously.
Smirking she shook her head, "Oh, am I suppose to be scared of you?" she asked with a small laugh? "Because baby your not that scary, what your a momma's boy who thinks he is all that, bullies everyone small then him and rapes girls because you can? Right? Well I got news for you, I'm not one of your normal girls," she said seriously.
Which was true, Nina was not normal. She wasn't like any girl she had every known. She was backward and kind of crazy. It was true. Sighing she just kept a smirk on her face. Waiting for whatever fate was to befall her. She knew it was going to be bad but there was nothing she could do about it. She might as well suck it up and take it with a smile, after all she was a fighter and he was about to win that easily.
[/size] been a long cold ?? words. lonely winter finished. feels like years derek. since its been clear outfit. slowly melting notes?. its alright REAL SLIM SHADY !? @ caution 2.0 [/color].[/blockquote][/size] [/center] |
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