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Post by Dorcas Milana Goyle on May 18, 2009 19:04:17 GMT -5
You don't mean nothing, I don't want you  I don't need you, Never Loved You, You're nobody, You'll never make it.
Dorcas Milana strutted through the dungeons below and the clicks of her heels echoed throughout. She made her way into the Great Hall, giving piercing glances to everyone who passed her way, Slytherin or not. She had so many issues to deal with, from Death Eater bashing to fighting hatchlings in the common room. She'd hardly gotten any sleep the night before, thinking about what a mess this school was.
She looked forward to graduating, and then letting everyone know she was a Death Eater. She had the glow, the determination, and the courage. She also, most importantly had the intimidation. Upon entering the Great Hall, she paused dramatically causing heads to turn to see why. She did this on purpose, but she was sure no one was disappointed at what they saw. She always revamped her uniforms, because she didn't succumb to the wishes of Hogwarts and this dumb school. She only came here to learn about dark arts, and for networking. Other than that she mostly enjoyed marching around like she owned the place, which she practically did.
She came down to the Great Hall to start her day off with some chaos, and with luck to make some babies cry. Her emerald eyes searched the Great Hall, hardly any teachers in sight. That was wonderful. Who to bother today? she thought to herself, placing her hands on her hips.
Word Count;; Whatever Outfit;; VoilaOOC; Someone Please Post, Thank You. Beware, Dorcas can be harsh. |
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Post by Rose Weasley on May 18, 2009 20:45:16 GMT -5
Rose Weasley walked inside Hogwarts with a nervous smile upon her face. Fiddling with her wavy, auburn hair was a nervous twitch that she had accumulated since, well, today. She was nervous simply because she wanted to see Scorpius, and she hadn't yet. She had seen him on the train, sure, but because he was surrounded by his Slytherin friends, she couldn't say hello to him. She'd been anxious and impatient ever since getting on the train to Hogwarts. Rose had to see him, had to talk to him, kiss him.
She fell back in the line a little bit where some Slytherins were so that maybe she'd catch Scorpius. It was silly, maybe, but Rose didn't care. Her hormones were controlling her actions right now.
Rose slowed her pace almost to a stand-still. However, this meant bad news for the students behind her. They crashed into Rose, causing some students to fall and Rose to stumble forward. Embarassed, Rose quickly turned around and exclaimed, "Oh, I'm so sorry!" But she still remained stationary and the crowd of people was growing and coming right towards her. As she tried to get away from the crowd, Rose was pushed to the right a bit where she crashed into another person.
By now, Rose was completely red in the face, mortified. She hoped that she didn't see Scorpius after all so that he wouldn't notice how much of a klutz that she is. Rose turned around again, muttering another apology. Then she came face to face with whom she had bumped into. Dorcas Goyle.
Rose grimaced. Ugh, of all people to bump into, I had to bump into her. Things weren't not looking good for Rose Weasley.
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Post by Dorcas Milana Goyle on May 18, 2009 21:38:13 GMT -5
You don't mean nothing, I don't want you I don't need you, Never Loved You, You're nobody, You'll never make it.
Dorcas moved the hair the was tucked behind her ear into her face, because she liked her bangs to dangle in her face. When all of a sudden, something or someone bumped into her. The constant flame in her raged, and she had every urge to curse whoever the freak was that touched her, unless it was Scorpius. She quickly recovered, and whipped out her wand. Her face was twisted and angry.
She looked around to see who it was, and saw the culprit staring at her oddly. Dorcas snarled, almost turning the sound that came out of her throat into a bark. "Watch out mudblood. I don't want your disgusting filth all over me. Touch me again, and my wand won't hesitate to send green beams at your ugly little face." she lashed her tongue at her.
Dorcas temper was a short one, and Rose Weasley had just set it off in so many ways. She didn't like her at first glance, because she was a goody two shoes, something that Dorcas looked down upon. She was a half-born, which mean she had muggle-blood in her, thus she thought of her as dirty. Plus, she seemed obsessed with Dorcas' right: Scorpius. She'd hated her forever, and pushing her on purpose or by accident almost caused the girl her life.
Word Count;; Whatever Outfit;; VoilaOOC; Someone Please Post, Thank You. Beware, Dorcas can be harsh. |
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