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Post by rury on Mar 11, 2010 9:55:13 GMT -5
She quietly tip-toed into the manor. She was here for the week-end, and she was going to stay as far away as possible from the rest of her family. Yes, that was her plan. She had betrayed the family heritage. She was an Order Supporter. The house-elves didn't even look at her nowadays. They knew about her betrayal. She moved through the darkness of the manor. At the corner of her eye, the house-elves buried themselves behind the darkness, giving her disapproving looks. She sighed, moving up the stairs. It seemed that the house was deserted and very depressing-like. She had a bit of homework to deal with. She was her because somehow, she felt safe, and people should feel safe in their own house, right? She tip-toed into her bedroom and dropped her books onto her table. She fell onto her bed, back first. She closed her eyes, breathing in. The light from the window shined across the room and on her still body. She had owned the bedroom ever since she was a baby. She adored every speck of it, even thought it was a bit smaller than the other bedrooms in the huge manor. She played with the necklace around her neck. It was secretly a horcrux, but nobody knew about this. |
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Post by emme on Mar 11, 2010 14:28:31 GMT -5
--outfit--
Carina had managed to escape school for about two weeks with the help of Jack. She just need a bit of time away from all the drama that consists within the walls of th school. Her home wasn't the most relaxing either, but she did find some comfort in her room. It was the one place in the house where she did feel somewhat safe. It was large, that was for sure, and even had a secret room in the back of her closet that led into a dance room, a place she did truly feel safe. Even if she hadn't felt like dancing the last few weeks. Laying there on her blue comforted bed she looked up at the ceiling, then over at her house elf that was sitting in the corner at the small tea table fiddling with a necklace that Carina had broken. "Ellie, you don't have to bother with that." "But young Misses, it is my job...and young misses is always so kind to Ellie. It isn't a burden misses...I will fix it." Carina just giggled standing up off of the bed walking over to her tapping her wand on the necklace fixing it for the young house elf. "Keep it. Just don't let my father see it OK. Its just a simple necklace, and it will look good on you." She bent down in front of Ellie taking the gold chain with a simple tea cup charm on it putting it around her house elf's neck. "There you go." With a smile she walked out of the room.
With her feet making no noise on the floor she trailed down the hallway, passing Demetri's room, sticking her nose up as she just walked on by before going by Helena's room. Helena, probably her best friend, and she had dug a hole for herself that Carina didn't know if she could help her escape, but she sure as hell could try. Not thinking she was home she was about to walk by when she caught a glimpse of her foot. Walking in she smiled plopping on the bed next to her with a smile on her face. "Hello beautiful." She teased sitting up and crossing her legs. Yes Carina knew about the order thing, and she was very aware that her father was going to snap, but that was besides the point. "Your still alive, and your here so I am taking it my father hasn't found out about the order thing yet?"
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Post by valval89 on Mar 12, 2010 9:31:30 GMT -5
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Post by blaze on Mar 12, 2010 15:38:46 GMT -5
“Young master must wake up. It is late.” A voice caused the young man to stir from his sleep, “Master?” It continued, waiting patiently for the man to open his emerald green eyes. Upon doing so, Blaze Dolohov looked down at the large violet eyes that pierced him. Groaning, Blaze ran his fingers through his short blonde hair, “What time is it?” He asked, curious of how long her had slept. Last night had been a rather hectic night, he and Demetri had gone out for a few drinks and after the seventh pint, Blaze could barely remember anything. Although he had remember a certain blonde he had trailed home with him. Instead of waiting for the elf to answer his question, Blaze arched an eyebrow, “Was there a…?” Immediately the little elf nodded, “Yes master, she left earlier this morning.” Shrugging Blaze took the tray that the elf had been holding with his breakfast/lunch set out on it. “You may go.” He said, his voice demanding as he signalled for the house-elf to leave his room. Lifting up the Daily Prophet and a cup of coffee with his free hand, his eyes scanned over the title. By the end of the first sentence, his jaw had hit the ground. Helena Greyback, suspected Order Member. Fuck no, not on his watch. “Wait until I get my hands on her,” He mumbled pushing his food to the side and pushing himself out of bed.
After taking a quick shower and slipping on a pair of pants, Blaze handed his shirt to another elf that had came to give his room a quick clean, “Go and straighten this out for me.” He demanded and walked out of his room, deciding that it would be best going shirtless. And as Blaze strolled down the hallway, he banged on Demetri’s door, “Come on, get up you fat fuck!” Chuckling at his words, he rolled his eyes before moving to Helena’s door. But not before seeing Leila, "Hey," He said with a small smirk before opening the door. Not bothering to knock he walked in. It wasn’t too long before Blaze realized that his sister was with Helena. Well, not that it mattered, she could either sit and watch Blaze shout at Helena or she could leave, it was up to her. “Hello beautiful,” He greeted her, like he always did. Walking over to the bed, Blaze threw the Daily Prophet at Helena, “I’m giving you five seconds to explain yourself. Go.” His voice was cold, colder than usual and if looks could kill, Helena would be six feet under. The girl always knew exactly how to get under his skin.
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Post by ru on Mar 12, 2010 16:09:02 GMT -5
Demetri was awoken by the sound of banging coming from his door. He groaned, holding his head a bit. "Fuck... ow." he sighed. Bloody bastard. He slowly pulled himself up into a weak sitting position. Well that hurt even more. He placed a hand on his lower stomach. He saw a bit of blood dripping onto his arms. What did he do last night? He groaned again, pulling himself up from the bed. He moved into the bathroom. He glanced at himself in the mirror. He looked like a mess. A hot mess, that was for sure. He ran a finger through his dark hair. The sun coming from the tiny window made him hiss. He pulled the curtains over the tiny window.
He moved out of the bathroom, not even noticing what the heck he was wearing. Like he cared. He had something his private area and that good enough for him. He moved outside his window. He heard a few sounds. He moved over to that area. He looked at Leila. He grinned, "Good morning, Leilers," he smirked, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "What's going on?" he asked, hearing Blaze's roaring voice. He noticed it was coming from the Helena's room. What was it now? He moved in, seeing Carina, Blaze and Helena. He nodded toward Carina. He moved toward where Blaze stood. His eyes locked with the Daily Prophet. His eyes grew a bit dark as he glanced back up at Helena. |
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Post by rury on Mar 12, 2010 16:42:26 GMT -5
She softly smiled when Carina entered. She could always rely on her best friend whenever she needed her most awfully. "Hello dear," she huffed a hair out of her face. Her next set of words made Helena's heart race. "Thankfully not!" she replied, pulling herself up in a sitting position. She heard someone outside in the hallway, yet didn't care to notice whom it was. The next person who stormed into her room kind of caught her off guard. She pulled herself away. Oh Merlin, he must have found out. The look on his face clearly showed it.
She glanced down at the Daily Prophet. She sighed, glancing back up. She looked at Carina, thinking of her advice. Demetri then came in. Oh Merlin's Beard! She gazed at Demetri's eyes when he had seen the front headlines on the Daily Prophet. She quickly got up, unlocking her gaze with Demetri. She moved over to the mirror. She glanced at herself and began, "The Daily Prophet has nothing but rubbish you see," she had come prepared. She was quite a good artist and she had drawn a perfect Dark Mark on her arm. She was going to lie. "And.. and.. here's something to prove that I'm not one of them." she slid up the sleeve of her pink cardigan. |
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Post by emme on Mar 13, 2010 0:12:07 GMT -5
Carina knew that this day wasn't going to turn out well in the end, one reason she made her way into the room so quickly, wanting to make sure her friend had at least made some attempt to prove that this report in the paper was false. But Carina didn't get the time she wanted. When she went to open her mouth to speak her brother came storming into the room, catching both off guard so it seemed. Rolling her eyes though she stayed calm sitting very close to Helena, looking from her to her brother. Still not even thinking about talking. Not until she saw Demetri walk in. Oh Demetri, how her feelings toward him changed like she changed clothes, which was a lot. One moment she hated him, one minute she found herself staring at him, and the next she wanted to throw him on the bed and take advantage of him like he did her those weeks ago. Oh she was screwed up. Winking back at his nod she just looked at Helena once again. This was about to get interesting.
With her speaking and standing up, Carina followed, but instead of walking toward her she stopped in front of Demetri, starring over at her friend as she lifted up her cardigan showing the mark. Was it real? She didn't know, but it did show her that she was at least trying, which caused a smile to spread on her lips. "See... It can't be true now can it?" If it wasn't real, it had her fooled, from this distance at least. Putting her hand on her hip, and her other running threw her hair going to perch on her other dress covered hip Carina just starred over at her friend then up to their elder brothers. She didn't know how this was going to go over with them, but all Carina could hope for was that her brother, and his friend fell for the little trick that Helena was pulling on all of them.
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