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Post by Halo Herra on Apr 25, 2008 12:00:22 GMT 5
"yeah i'll head there now" He said looking at her straight in the eyes his mind pleading that she didn't know what had happened You will hurt her too just like you hurt my wife his dads voice rang into his head and he pushed it back knowing that what happened to hismum wasn't his fault but.. What if with the people here.. his dad was right.. what if he did hurt them.. He turned away from Leonna to walk to the great hall where he would steal some food and retreat to the school grounds to eat in peace.
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Post by Professor Leona Peppercorn on Apr 26, 2008 2:25:51 GMT 5
Somewhere between walking from the clock tower to the great hall, Halo disappeared once more. Leona sighed figuring it was all for the best and went to the empty Gryffindor table to procure herself a sandwich. It was turkey and cheese, her favorite. she also picked up and apple and munched on that happily while she waited for someone else to appear and talk with her.
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Post by Halo Herra on Apr 26, 2008 2:29:04 GMT 5
Halo hera left the hall with nothing but a roasted peice of meet and an Apple. It would be all he needed until his next class which of course he didn'tknow. He simply munched on the apple in the gardens watching the flowers sway in the breeze so ssimple so peaceful so not like him.
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Post by Joel Quemont on Apr 28, 2008 13:35:47 GMT 5
Joel sat on the meadows watching the gentle sway of the grass the gent;le blow of the wind making the pages of his notepad flutter he picked up a stone to place on the papers so he wouldn't loose the valluable pictures he had drawn. when he looked up from his papers he saw a depressed boy with hair covering part of his face. he looked at him wandering if he was freindly weather or not his marone colours where deceiving him.
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Post by Halo Herra on May 24, 2008 4:56:56 GMT 5
Halo saw the other boy a first year whom he had seen before, He seemed to always be alone aswell always just reading soemthing or drawing something nonetheless a happy boy. He envied him wished he could be like him without a care in the world. He bagan to hum to himself not caring if the boy could here. He didn't know the words only the tune as it was a song his mum sang to him when he was very little. (there replied you happy!!! LOL)
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Post by Joel Quemont on May 28, 2008 9:48:43 GMT 5
Joel herd the tune and it was strangely familliar to him. Like something that happened before all the hurt and pain. It was just like the tune his mothe rhad sang to him but he thought.. well. He didn't realy know he couldn't remember his mother that much and the tune baught a tear to his eyes. He looked back at his paper and began to draw lines like the gentle melody of the music. (no ones speeking?)
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