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Post by isabella on Dec 19, 2009 19:59:02 GMT -5
  
Had it not been for that fact that Rosie called an emergency meeting at noon on a Saturday, Isabella Swan would have still been snuggled next to her stuffed snake in her bed. The young Slytherin girl had been walking around the entire damned school looking for her sister only to receive a message from a very tired looking fist year Gryffindor boy who told her that Rosie would be busy until the evening. In her anger she had used a wave of her hand to send him flying into a wall. Now, she was livid. A howler had woken her from the perfect dream, she couldn’t find Rose for an hour, and now she was up and about for nothing?! Now she was livid. She is dead. The next person to approach her would be in for an earful.
The sixteen year old veela stormed through the castle, breaking open every door in search of her sister who would have the meeting now or her life would be over. Finally, Isabella left the comfort and warmth of the school and jogged to the Black Lake, no sign of her sister. Then she decided to let herself cool down. From the Black Lake, the fully blooded magical creature, as some would call her, sang an eerie little tune that ended up echoing off of the Forbidden Forest’s trees. She smiled and looked around as she continued to walk. It was a while before she came to an open clearing where the snow was able to reach her. She looked up between the bare branches and smiled, knowing the odds of someone finding her were slim.
S he sat on a fallen log and shut her eyes. She was in a pretty morbid mood, and she didn’t know what to do to make herself feel better. So she did what she did best. She sang in her siren’s voice.
"I hear
A voice say don’t be so blind
It’s telling me all these things
That you would probably hide
Am I your one and only desire?
Am I the reason you breathe?
Or am I the reason you cry. . ." she sang her falsely angelic voice ringing out throughout the forest.
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Post by asher on Dec 19, 2009 20:27:45 GMT -5
He woken up early to go practice quidditch but after practicing for 2 hours he got tired of it. He was left with nothing to do. He walk around the whole school and still found nothing to do. He stop a few times to talk to some friends of his and flirt with girls that didn’t have chance with him. This only made him laugh when the girls thought they had a chance.
He walk outside and headed to the black lake. He might as well do nothing over there. As he got closer he heard a voice. He didn’t quite make out the words but the tune sound familiar. He couldn’t figure out how. He follow the sound and as he got closer he started to make out the words. It was Bella song.
He found her sitting on a log singing. “Bella have anyone every told you that you have a horrible singing voice?” He said giving her a charming smile.”I guess I need to be that person to tell you. The things I do for other people” He sighed. “Isabella you have a horrible voice please don’t ever sing again.” He said begging her.
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Post by isabella on Jan 1, 2010 15:09:54 GMT -5
Isabella didn’t expect anybody to be out at the hour it was. For one it was cold, and two it was early. Even she didn’t want to be out at that time. But nooo, her God damned sister had to go and wake her up at seven in the morning on a Saturday no less! She finished the verse of her song and smiled to herself, looking down at her skinny jeans and admiring her legs. She almost giggled to herself in the process of it all. Sometimes she felt a tad bit narcissistic but she didn’t really care, almost everybody agreed that she was probably the hottest thing to happen to the school. And she was.
At the sound of a voice she scowled. Today was just not her day. Looking up at the source of the voice, she was, unfortunately, greeted with the face of Asher Conner. Of course he was hot, and he knew it. Her eyes locked on his charming smile and rolled her eyes. She was a full blooded veela, her voice was amazing and he knew it too. She smiled and crossed her arms under her chest, her own charming smile playing on the edges of her rosy red lips.
Looking up at him she said, “Asher dear, you and I both know that isn’t true.” a falsely innocent smile replacing her charming one. She stood up and crossed her leather covered arms under her chest. “What are you even doing up this early, let alone being out in the Forbidden Forest?” she asked a bit annoyed her came along and ruined her alone time. Asher Conner was an ex-fling of hers. They really only used each other for the sake of having eye candy. Since Bella was one of the few fully blooded veela’s in the school and Asher, at one point, was considered the hottest…right next to Scorpius Malfoy. But once they grew bored of each other the broke it off and went on their own ways. She barley saw him since, and it had been a good few years.
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Post by asher on Jan 1, 2010 15:55:36 GMT -5
Asher never understands why he wasn’t part veela. He was hot enough and all the girls fell for him just with one of his charming smiles. He actually enjoyed playing with some of those girls on since he only like the girls that were actual pretty. He didn’t care about they personality. He just wanted one thing and he always got. “You’re not being cute at all, Bella.” He said putting his hand in his jean pocket
He just smiled at the girl he had once had a fling some many years ago. He had gotten tired of her and went to Dom which he got tired of her too. “I heard a veela with a better voice then yours.” He gave her an innocent smile to match hers. “I was obviously dieing to see you.” He said sarcastically though he did in fact came here to be by himself and think but someone always had to be here. “but I think I would have survive a day or a year without seeing you.” He leaned against a tree and moved his hand through his messy hair.
He had never been this arrogant before. They was a time when he was sweet and caring but that was first year and before he saw his parents brutally murder in front of his sister and his eyes. On that day he deiced he wasn’t going to live his life being nice and caring. It wasn’t getting him nowhere though he had a few friends that he did care about. Which was only a few in that close circle of his and it wasn’t easy for him to care for someone. He had friends but they where just friends that he hang out with when he was bored.
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