Bladon Malfoy
Slytherin
Sixth Year
Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, BRAIN FREEZE!
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Post by Bladon Malfoy on Sept 19, 2006 20:34:21 GMT -5
A slight breeze blew over the lake, causing the leaves to rustle gently and the grass to sway. A boy was leaning against the base of a large tree, his eyes closed and his arms behind his head. He was relaxed. No one was telling him what to do. It was just him, the squid, and the lake.
Ahh yes, the Giant Squid. Bladon Malfoy had almost forgotten the giant squid. He cracked a greyish eye open and smirked as he watched the squid swim and play by itself. His other eye opened slowly. It was quite amusing to watch a Giant Squid.
Sighing, he pushed some of his black streaked blond hair out of his eyes lazily. There wasn't the commotion of the Great Hall or the hallways. There was only quiet, the type of quiet that lulled you to sleep.
Yawning and stretching sleepily, he settled back against the tree to watch the Giant Squid. Maybe he would go swiming after...if he was still awake that is...
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Isabelle Flint
Slytherin
7th Year
Never going to be Daddy's Little Girl...
Posts: 26
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Post by Isabelle Flint on Sept 20, 2006 13:53:45 GMT -5
Izzy stormed out of the castle, muttering darkly under her breath. It was a common sight nowadays, seeing Izzy cursing and raging. Her wand stuck out of the waistband of her light denim jeans and the springry grass brushed agaisnt her green and white trainers. A tight white tee shirt covered her torso, decorated with the words "Keep Off The Grass." It matched the green band that was holding her curls back from her face. Sure she was in a temper, but that didn't mean she wasn't colour co-ordinated.Why was Izzy raging and stroming? First years and Firecrackers. Aparrantly it was agaisnt the school rules to launch them at first years. Another week of detentions. Great. Her muttering became louder and a lot more violent as she marched towards the Lake, thoughts contemplating revenge.
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Bladon Malfoy
Slytherin
Sixth Year
Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, BRAIN FREEZE!
Posts: 7
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Post by Bladon Malfoy on Sept 23, 2006 23:09:01 GMT -5
Bladon was still leaing against the tree when he heard the violent cursing. His eyes opened slowly as he looked out over the Lake again. 'Who could this be?' he thought to himself. Shrugging, he tried to ignore the sound but his curiosity was getting the best of him so he got slowly to his feet, stretched, and looked around the trunk of the tree. Bladon watched Isabelle Flint storming towards the Lake. His lips quirked into an amused smirk as he watched her for a moment longer. Then he sat back down at the base of the tree, his eyes closed and the smirk still on his lips.
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Post by Kevin Malfoy on Sept 23, 2006 23:21:11 GMT -5
The great oak doors creaked open, and a rush of cool autumn breeze met the boy as he stepped out into the fresh air. The seventh year's hands were thrust deep into his pockets, safe in the warm haven against his legs. A shiver jolted his body, and his blue eyes opened wider as the sight of Izzy Flint filled his vision. A smirk curled his thin lips, seeing the state that his classmate was in.
He broke into a jog, warming his muscles, getting blood pumping. He was soon close behind Izzy, and he called out mockingly, "What'd you do this time, Flint?" He noticed vaguely that his brother was peering around a tree, but Kevin chose to ignore Bladon.
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Isabelle Flint
Slytherin
7th Year
Never going to be Daddy's Little Girl...
Posts: 26
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Post by Isabelle Flint on Sept 24, 2006 8:16:34 GMT -5
Izzy broke off in mid-rat about where she was going to insert a broomstick and whirled to face Kevin. She looked up at him, (God she hated being small!) and considered telling him to go and make out with a Niffler but decided against it, she didn't need anymore agro today.
"Oh, a first year Badger was pissing em off so I launched a Firecracker at it and it missed and hit a teacher and then the ancient sack bag gave me a weeks worth of detentions and an hour long lecture."
She said with a one shoulder shrug, tossing back her curls in a defiant manner.
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Post by Kevin Malfoy on Sept 24, 2006 11:16:34 GMT -5
"Again?" he said simperingly, smirking. Kevin had occasional outburst of his father's sarcasm. "My, my, you do seem to do that quite a lot."
He kept walking, laughing hysterically to himself. "Try using your wand next time. It seems to aim better," he called over his shoulder.
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Isabelle Flint
Slytherin
7th Year
Never going to be Daddy's Little Girl...
Posts: 26
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Post by Isabelle Flint on Sept 25, 2006 12:48:16 GMT -5
"True, but where's the fun in that?"
She called back, but turned away before there was a response. Bloody Malfoy and his bloody sarcasm.... She blinked slightly as she saw another Malfoy sitting a few meters away. She hadn't noticed him. Then again, unlike his brother he hadn't announced himself. She shrugged to herself and walked over.
There was a pause as she sought a name and clicked her fingers as she snatched it. "Hey Blandon. Want some company?"
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Bladon Malfoy
Slytherin
Sixth Year
Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, BRAIN FREEZE!
Posts: 7
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Post by Bladon Malfoy on Sept 27, 2006 18:24:17 GMT -5
Bladon opened one eye lazily and smile/smirked in Izzy's direction. "Sure," was his quiet reply. He opened his other eye and looked back out over the lake. "So, you launched a Firecracker and hit a teacher. Well done," he said and clapped. Then he laughed quietly. "I would have loved to see the face of the teacher. Who was it?" Bladon asked curiously.
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Post by Kevin Malfoy on Sept 27, 2006 21:40:52 GMT -5
Not bothering with the same polite question, Kevin flopped beside his brother, stretching out against the tree. One blue eye open, he listened to the story, smirking along with the words Bladon uttered. "A most interesting question," he backgrounded when 'Who was it?' was said.
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Isabelle Flint
Slytherin
7th Year
Never going to be Daddy's Little Girl...
Posts: 26
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Post by Isabelle Flint on Sept 28, 2006 11:35:07 GMT -5
"Greystone."
She siad shortly, frowning at the thought of the wrinkled Anceint Ruins teacher and decided next time she would hit him intentionally. At that thought a smile slipped on to her face, thoughts of revenge always gave her a happy feeling.
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