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A lullaby for LouiseThere is a place where they gather those who fight for what they believe.
Those who speak up when they find that the Truth that is taught is a lie.
Those who never gave up and failed their cause.
Those who never left their path, even when the rest of the world said they had lost.
Those who still maintaine their hope for tomorrow and the days after, waiting for the Great Lord that will lead them back to their freedom.
They all wait in darkness...
It was long ago since the Dark Lord was said to be defeated, but there are still those who wait for his return. They stay in the shadows, behind the black walls of Azkaban, forever locked in behind the bars and hidden from a world that would rather forget that they ever existed...
But they are not gone, they didn't die...
And so they wait, for they all know that one day there will be the One, their own Messiah, who will bring them back to His side, and once again they will stand up in pride of what they are! They will once again follow His lead
arrive at the trainHis mother had to get to work pretty early that day, so he had been on the station a good 2 hours before the train would leave. But Michael didn't really complain, this gave him enough time to go through the train properly. He had already seen about everything at the front of the train, got a free licorice-wand from the witch with the trolley, and he had even crawled in under the train.
But now, with more people getting on he was back in his compartment to keep his seat from being taken. But rather than sitting he was standing on it, half of his body outside the window, waving and greeting about everyone he saw that he knew, and everyone that just waved back to him anyway.
This looked like it would be a pretty fun year (apart form the homework that is)
The Ripper-family arrived just in time through the flam-network, of course without a single piece of ash on any of them. Nicodemus gave his parents a short not and was almost right away on his way towards the end of the train, ho
A quite sick event...He might not really be under the influence of a virus or any such, but Nicodemus still called himself ill for the day. He was actually getting pretty sick of the whole fuss about this thing, and even if it was a social even one was expected to attend to he would simply downright refuse this time. Things that occurred at Hogwarts were never sophisticated enough to suit him, and now when it looked like even the mudbloods would enjoy themselves No, he didn't want to see it!
If this had been at home he would never get away with it, but he knew his parents wouldn't even question his actions at this place. From what he'd heard his sister would still be there, so the family-name would be somewhat safe at least.
A Yule ball! Who came up with such! And to call that kind of thing a ball to begin with
Nobody would really miss him, he already knew that. Nathan would surely not mind, like this the younger boy would know exactly where to find him, and chases were he would enjoy himself a
oc-questions...Choose one(or more) of your own characters (OC).
2) Make them answer the following questions.
3) Then tag three people.
4) Feel free to add some questions of your own.
The characters ^^
Hatty Bell (the Gryffindor)
Michael Thompson (the Hufflepuff)
Claudia Ripper (the Ravenclaw)
Nicodemus Ripper (the Slytherin)
1)What gender are you?
Hatty; I'm a girl ^^
Nicodemus; A man (unless you judge on hair-length that would be obvious)
2) What is your age?
Hatty; I'm 17
Michael; 12! And proud of it!
Nicodemus; 16 as of now
3) Do you want a hug?
Hatty; Oh why not? ^^ There, happy?
Michael; Really? Yeah, I do!
Claudia; No, thank you
Nicodemus; What would ever give you such ideas? *cold glare*
4) Do you have any bad habits?
Hatty; I eat too much chocolate
Michael; I'm a clumsy idiot that never knows what's good for me! *proud that he remembers it*
Claudia; I seem to not understand what p
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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