Post by Draco Malfoy on Jul 10, 2009 14:38:17 GMT -5
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"this town will be the downfall of us all"
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OKAY, SO GIVE US THE BASICS !
SORRY, NOT QUITE. SO WHAT ARE AND AREN'T YOU INTO ?
HOW ER... INTERESTING. EVER LOOKED INTO THE MIRROR OF ERISED ?
WHAT MAKES YOU SHAKE IN YOUR BOOTS ?
EVEN YOU HAVE TO HAVE SOME GOOD QUALITIES, RIGHT ?
AND IT'S QUITE OBVIOUS YOU HAVE YOUR BAD, HUH?
LET'S GET DIRTY. WHAT TURNS YOU ON ?
DO YOU LOVE YOUR FAMILY ?
WHERE YA FROM, BY THE WAY ?
THE DEMENTORS ARE HERE. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ?
BETTER GET UP A PATRONUS. WHAT ARE YOU REMEMBERING ?
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HI, I AM JACKSON AND I AM EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD.
I HAVE BEEN DOING THIS SHIT FOR FIVE-SIX AND I AIN'T
QUITTING ANYTIME SOON. WELL, I GUESS I NEED TO SHOW YOU I'M THE SHIT,
SO HERE IT GOES.
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HI, I AM JACKSON AND I AM EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD.
I HAVE BEEN DOING THIS SHIT FOR FIVE-SIX AND I AIN'T
QUITTING ANYTIME SOON. WELL, I GUESS I NEED TO SHOW YOU I'M THE SHIT,
SO HERE IT GOES.
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◦ A massive clump of blankets shook vigorously with the sound of some pricks attempting to get ready within a set amount of time to get to classes. The blob underneath the blankets however, was just waking up. He was one of the lucky students that didn’t have an early morning class; one that could sleep in and not worry about tardiness. After enough yelling and footsteps waking him, Cody Lestrange sat up in his bed and blinked smiling. Ah, the sweet smell of Monday morning. Most people thought he was insane for enjoying Monday mornings, but he didn’t mind. Waking up on a Monday, most people were hesitant to talk to him mainly because of his rude nature. But on Monday he was smiling. It meant the beginning of a new week; not that a new week was anything grand but it meant that he had another chill week happening. He got up and standing next to his bed stretched loudly. The snake tattoo on his lower back peeked through his uplifted “I heart NY” t-shirt that he had slept in. He walked to the bathroom and pushed one of his roommate’s things out of the way to use the second to last sink. That was his sink. When he was awake, he was the only occupant of the sink. He scratched his head and went back to his trunk to get some things. Toothbrush, toothpaste, floss, hair gel, contact case, contact solution. He walked back to his sink and went through his morning routine before throwing everything back into his trunk and pulling out his school clothes.
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◦ After a quick change, he grabbed his bag with his Potions homework in it. He had been meaning to finish that, but hadn’t gotten around to it this past weekend. So with that, he headed through the staircase and past the first years that knew who he was; some in awe that he was up this early and some turned away in a slight fear of the verbal abuse that Cody normally spit out during any other morning. Walking out of his Common Room door to the dungeons below the school, he was stopped by Professor Snape, who questioned him on his essay that was due later on that day.
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◦ “I have it half way done, Professor. It will be done by class.”
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◦ After giving a small smirk, Cody strut off to the library. His walk was just beneath model-like. He was treated like a Greek god by the Slytherin girls that he was stopped by. They swoon over him as he said goodbye and continued walking, turning around once to wink at the group. He smirked and walked up the Grand Staircase to the Second Floor to get to the library.
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◦ Opening the door, he was met by complete and total silence. Perfect. He sat in a chair accompanied by a table bathed in multicolored sunlight, shining through the stained glass window. His bag was tossed off his shoulder to the wooden table with a slam followed by a loud “Shhh” from Madam Pince. That woman was a saint. Cody loved silence; in fact his family loved silence. Cody pulled out the crumbled parchment that had one sentence on it. That was his essay. He smiled while searching for a quill and ink to complete it. Following the finding of his quill, he set off to finish that wicked Potions essay.
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◦ After a quick change, he grabbed his bag with his Potions homework in it. He had been meaning to finish that, but hadn’t gotten around to it this past weekend. So with that, he headed through the staircase and past the first years that knew who he was; some in awe that he was up this early and some turned away in a slight fear of the verbal abuse that Cody normally spit out during any other morning. Walking out of his Common Room door to the dungeons below the school, he was stopped by Professor Snape, who questioned him on his essay that was due later on that day.
◦
◦ “I have it half way done, Professor. It will be done by class.”
◦
◦ After giving a small smirk, Cody strut off to the library. His walk was just beneath model-like. He was treated like a Greek god by the Slytherin girls that he was stopped by. They swoon over him as he said goodbye and continued walking, turning around once to wink at the group. He smirked and walked up the Grand Staircase to the Second Floor to get to the library.
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◦ Opening the door, he was met by complete and total silence. Perfect. He sat in a chair accompanied by a table bathed in multicolored sunlight, shining through the stained glass window. His bag was tossed off his shoulder to the wooden table with a slam followed by a loud “Shhh” from Madam Pince. That woman was a saint. Cody loved silence; in fact his family loved silence. Cody pulled out the crumbled parchment that had one sentence on it. That was his essay. He smiled while searching for a quill and ink to complete it. Following the finding of his quill, he set off to finish that wicked Potions essay.
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