Saturday Happenings (OPEN)

[Alician Black]

I hurt myself today...
To see if I still feel...
I focus on the pain...
The only thing that's real...

Alician Black walked slowly down the snow covered, cobbled streets of Hogsmeade, his nose and cheeks were red from the cold, breath coming out in long streams of steam. The boy moved with a faltering step, pausing at each shop along the way, to peek in windows, trying to spot a friendly face.

He was looking for his brother and sister, who were supposedly somewhere in the village already. He, as always, had over slept, waking up at 11:45 that morning, early for him during the weekend. But late to be starting the day. He'd taken a shower, and dressed quickly, shivering, and longing to just go back to bed. Then dug his money pouch out of his trunk, and drug his lazy butt up to the Great Hall, grabbing his cloak and scarf on the way out, sniffling, and yawning the whole way up.

He'd arrived just as the breakfast dishes disappeared and the lunch dishes popped up. Sighing heavily the boy flopped down and began to fill his plate.

He then proceeded to glower at the empty hall around him as he shoveled his food in, unwilling to go anywhere on an empty stomach. He needed to hurry though, his siblings no doubt had been down in the village all day. So after nearly chocking on his ham pie, he threw his cloak and scarf on and made his way out of the castle out and down to Hogsmeade...

That had been over an hour ago, and he still hadn't caught sight of Lydia, Ursus or any of his friends or acquaintances, anywhere... Which was starting to really irk him. Just where was everyone!!?

"Me talking"
'Me thinking'
"Someone else talking"



And you could have it all...
My empire of dirt...
I will let you down...
I will make you HURT...

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LYRICS: "Hurt" by Mr. Johnny Cash
NOTES: No talking at all in this first post. Only brooding silence. xDD
TAGGED: EVERYONE
WORDS: 281
EDITS BY: Cloudy to include lyrics and altered format and color scheme.
ORIGINAL CREDIT: FOR THIS TEMPLATE GOES TO JuneBUG13 of Caution 2.0.
DO NOT REMOVE CREDIT, OR SHE WILL FIND YOU AND BITE YOUR
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[Ursus Black]

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Ursus was as it were, over in the bookstore. Where he had been for nearly four hours, sorting through scrolls, and tomes. The boy was looking for more info on Stone and Wood Transfiguration, and advanced charms.

The boy was bundled up tightly is blue and silver scarf pulled up to his nose. The bookstore was fairly cold, there was no fireplace in the main section, though if you went into the lounge there was a small fire. But from here Ursus could barely feel it. He shivered and put the book he'd been scanning back on the shelf. Rubbing his cold hands together to try and warm his numb fingers. He hated how easily he seemed to get cold. He almost wished he'd get fat, then maybe he wouldn't freeze so much.Ursus pulled down his scarf, and blew into his cupped hands, and then continued to rub his hands, before shoving them under his armpits.

He already had a small stack of books, and he figured he really should think about heading out. Alician, and Lydia were probably looking for him. Heading over for a hot Butter Beer and some lunch at the Three Broomsticks was sounding really good to him just then too. It was warm at 3B at least, and his siblings would more than likely be heading there eventually themselves, so it would save him from having to stomp around in the bitter cold to try and find them.

"I just need to grab one book, then we can go Rubeus. I hope they have it..." came a girls voice from the doorway, accompanied by a blast of frigid air.

Curious, Ursus peeked around the bookshelf at the doors, to see a flash of scarlet and gold as a blonde Gryffindor walked into the store and made a beeline for the Charms section nearby, scanning the shelves with a brooding expression.



"This is me talking"
'This is me thinking'
"This is someone else talking"

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tagged: you!
words: 314!
notes: So yeah NPCing Andre, Hesta and Caitlin here. Andy and Hessie will come in later.
lyrics: we are one from the lion king II
credit: LAVIEBOHEME @ caution 2.o

[Raynard Bardock]

"It. Is. FREEZING!!!" cried Ray stomping along through the snow covered streets. "So where are we going anyways? Cause at this rate if we stay out here much longer we're gonna ice over!"

Ray looked up at his friends, who he'd been following around for the last few hours.

He'd gotten up that morning and fairly flew around the Slytherin dorms, getting ready. He'd been looking forward to the next Hogsmeade Weekend for weeks. (Ray always looked forward to Hogsmeade weekends, they were the few escapes from the constant cramming for O.W.L.S that he got.) The young man had showered, dressed, and then run upstairs nearly bowling over several Hufflepuffs in his hurry. One of whom had been Matthew Padmore, who he had thrown an apology back to over one shoulder before rounding the corner.

He'd skipped breakfast, too excited to eat, and headed straight for the front doors, ducking past Professor McGonagall as the woman leveled a glare on him. He'd later concluded that, that glare had been colder than the weather outside.

'Now she's scary.' Ray thought, watching the snow swirl around on the cobbles before him, eddied by the wind. McGonagall had always been intimidating to him.

'Its because you're a spineless little wuss.' a nasty little voice in the back of his mind hissed.

Ray scowled, 'Now that wasn't nice...'


"Are you okay Ray-san?" a soft, lilting voice asked from in front of him.

Ray looked up and saw Mattie Padmore looking back at him worriedly, that kid looked so much like his brother... Ray had met up with the boy an hour ago, and he had yet to hear Mattie complain about the cold once.

'Because he's not a wuss.' the nasty little voice in the back of his mind hissed again.

Ray gave the young Hufflepuff a wry grin, ignoring the voice "Well, I'm not a frozen Snakecicle yet... So I guess I can't complain! Right?"

Mattie smiled shyly and ducked his head.

Too cute. Why couldn't JACK be cute like Mattie was??

"This is me talking"
'This is me thinking'
"This is someone else talking"

tagged: you!
words: 334!
notes: Lol Ray's internal monologues. He really does hate himself! xDDD
lyrics: raise your glass by p!nk
credit: LAVIEBOHEME @ caution 2.o

[RUBEUS HAGRID]

Rubeus Hagrid was one of the luckiest to find himself standing in Hogsmeade. His father passed away during summer after his second year, thus there was no one to sign the permission to visit the village for him. Headmaster Dumbledore was a great man, he allowed the boy to go with the gamekeeper's sign in the form. It was one of the two biggest exception he ever gave Hagrid ever. The second exception was when he allowed the boy to stay at Hogwarts during summer for he had no other place to go back to. An hour ago, he was at the yard, enjoying the senery before stepping through the school gate along with other students. And he wasn't alone.

Walking with him was another Gryffindor girl, Caitlin Lusk, one of his closest friends. Together, they headed toward Hogsmeade, chatting along the way about a lot of things. One of which was about how anoying the Slytherins were and where they would be heading for some good drink. Suddenly, they came to a stop in front of Tomes and Scrolls.

"I just need to grab one book, then we can go Rubeus. I hope they have it..." Said Caitlin.

He attempted to stay outside, but then he thought of his secret pets. Maybe he should see some book about Magical Creatures while he was here. There could be some the library haven't gotten yet. " It's okay, I think I will check out the Magical Creature section fer a bit." He shrugged and then lowered himself to follow Caitlin inside.

Just as expected, Hagrid was once of the most eye-catching person to be seen in a book store. Aside from abnormal physical build, he was wearing a very thick and long moleskin overcoat outside his clothes which saved him from the cold. This overcoat he was given by the groundkeeper as birthday present. At least it was better inside a house, still he could feel the icy air chewing any part of unprotected skin before the door was closed behind him.

Slipping himself through the small crowd of people as flexible as possible, not wanting to hit anyone by accident, Hagrid got to the book cases and began to look for the right section. He was too familiar to the feeling of people staring at him and just minded his own business.

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[HORATIO PADMORE]

HORATIO FUTARO PADMORE

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The part-asian boy woke up a little late today. He wanted to stay inside the Slytherin comon room, by the fire and do his Defense against the Dark Art homework then study History of Magic, he also realized there was a silly Divination chart he would have to fill ("Why did I take that class in the first place anyway..."). But as usual, he was dragged away from it by no one other than Raynard. His resistance didn't work at all because before he knew it, Matthew was already there on the way. The last thing he would do was to let his brother go alone to Hogsmeade.

"So where are we going anyways? Cause at this rate if we stay out here much longer we're gonna ice over!"

"Are you okay Ray-san?"

Whilst his younger brother was all concerned about Ray, Horatio was completely quiet. Sure it was a cold day, even he was wearing thick clothes and a scarf himself. But to be whining about it would make him sound like such a wuss. Not a surprise it was Ray who whined anyway. Now he eyed around to decide where the small group should visit first. The Three Broomsticks Inn was a protential place, Zonko's Joke Shop on the other hand was too noisy for him. Though the stuffs they were selling in there could come in handy.

"Well, I'm not a frozen Snakecicle yet... So I guess I can't complain! Right?"

"Wouldn't it be better if you were n ice-cube? It would be wonderful. " Horatio rolled his eyes, then as smirked as if thinking whether or not he should make that happen. "Lets move to Three Broomsticks, hopefully you would be quiet for a moment there. " He said, jerking his chin toward the Inn. Then the fifth year Slytherin took his brother's hand and led the way.

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Thinking
Other people's talking (or the character didn't say it out loud)
C O M M E N T:
T A G G E D: Open
S T A T U S: Done

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[Alician Black]

I hurt myself today...
To see if I still feel...
I focus on the pain...
The only thing that's real...

Alician was still cruising the streets, but the cold weather, along with the physical fatigue were working against the youth. He seriously needed to take a break, and soon. And so, heaving a heavy sigh that sent a spiraling cloud of white steam through the air, the young man turned, and started heading back down the street, back towards the main street, and The Three Broomsticks Inn.

He figured he'd head to The Three Brooms, get warm, have a few drinks, and then once again hit the pavement, and try to find his wayward siblings.

He blew out another cloud of steam, and rubbed his nose, with one mitten covered hand.

"Wonder if Bear remembered his mittens... Probably not..." Alician snorted in amusement, "For somebody so smart, he sure can be dunce sometimes."

Sighing, he continued on down the street, pondering just where he should looking after he got warmed up. The bookstore had seemed fairly obvious, but there had been no sign of his brother when he'd peered in the windows earlier. And as for Lydia, Alician was sure that if he found Harry Potter, Lydia wouldn't be far. The question was, where was Harry? Zonko's? Honeydukes? The Three Broomsticks maybe? But what if he was off exploring some obscure corner? It could take hours to hunt him down, and then, there was always that small chance, no matter how remote, that Lydia might not even be with him... How annoying...

"Better just stick to finding Bear..." Alician deduced. Running a hand through his hair, he was just rounding the corner when he nearly slammed straight into Horatio Padmore and his younger brother, who shied away.

"Oh, sorry Padmore."Alician murmured, he looked back behind the two siblings to find a sulking Raynard Bardock. One guess who was responsible for that.

"Me talking"
'Me thinking'
"Someone else talking"



And you could have it all...
My empire of dirt...
I will let you down...
I will make you HURT...

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LYRICS: "Hurt" by Mr. Johnny Cash
NOTES: Its Al time!
TAGGED: EVERYONE!!
WORDS: 298
EDITS BY: Cloudy to include lyrics and altered format and color scheme.
ORIGINAL CREDIT: FOR THIS TEMPLATE GOES TO JuneBUG13 of Caution 2.0.
DO NOT REMOVE CREDIT, OR SHE WILL FIND YOU AND BITE YOUR
HEAD OFF! OKAY?

[Ursus Black]

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Ursus smiled as he saw Rubeus Hagrid enter, the big Gryffindor was a year above him, but, Ursus had always liked Hagrid. Now that he saw the blonde up close he recognized her as one of Hagrid's year mates... Lutts? Luss? Lusk? Yes, Lusk, that was it...

Lusk had flashed a bright smile at Hagrid as the older boy came in, before returning to combing through the shelves.

Ursus, never one to be shy, called out to the two, "Oi, Hagrid! Lusk! How are you two doing?"

Lusk looked up surprised, then scowled, "You're Black's brother?"

Ursus beamed, "That's right! Lydia and Alician are my big sister, and brother."

Lusk's frown softened, eyes widening in comprehension, "Oh. You're that brother, I thought the other one... You know... The Slytherin." she said looking apologetic.

Ursus smiled, "That's my big brother, Alician, he's a year above me."

Ursus mentally winced, poor Al, he just could never catch a break it seemed. Though, it didn't help that most of his housemates were a bunch of... really big meanies...

Still, Alician was alright, a little cold and cynical at times. But that was unfortunate family genetics, passed down from their father's side of the family, and unfortunately amplified by all the unfortunate criticism the boy routinely had to suffer through, due to his placement in Slytherin House...

Ursus however wasn't about to blame Lusk for her reaction. It was common knowledge that the Gryffindor and Slytherin houses hated one another, and nothing he could say or do was gonna change that anytime soon...

"This is me talking"
'This is me thinking'
"This is someone else talking"

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tagged: EVERYONE!
words: 255!
notes: Two posts down, one to go!
lyrics: we are one from the lion king II
credit: LAVIEBOHEME @ caution 2.o

[Raynard Bardock]

"Wouldn't it be better if you were an ice-cube? It would be wonderful." Horatio said, "Lets move to Three Broomsticks, hopefully you would be quiet for a moment there."

Ray pouted, "Mean..."

Ray watched as Horatio took Mattie's hand, and started leading the younger boy away.

Mattie looked back at Ray, brows furrowed in concern, and Ray couldn't help but smile at the kid. Mattie looked a little better afterwards, and turned back around, lowering his head and hunching his shoulders against the cold wind, as he followed his brother obediently.

Ray for his part, not knowing what else to do, resumed following the two. Still sulking about Horatio's comments, not that he was surprised, he was just asking for it, being so whiny. Still, he was used to it by now. Horatio's cold indifference was always a much greater preferred alternative to his grandfather red hot fury any day of the week in Ray's opinion.

Still, getting to go into The Three Broomsticks for a while where there actually was a temperature above sub-zero, was a very welcoming prospect, true, it could potentially be boring as hell... Hmm... That wasn't good... That wasn't good at all. Ray HATED to be bored.

Scowling so hard that he was nearly setting the snow on fire. In serious danger of whining again, Ray opened his mouth to ask what they were going to do when they actually got to The Three Brooms, when suddenly a solution to the mounting boredom presented itself in the form of one Alician Eridanus Black rounding the corner, and nearly slamming headlong into the Padmore siblings.

Startled, Mattie hid behind Horatio, peeking out around, and relaxing slightly when he realized who it was.

"Sorry Padmore..." Alician muttered, looking between the three of them, Raynard, still scowling watched all this, and came to the conclusion that maybe, just maybe, this wasn't going to suck so hard after all...

"This is me talking"
'This is me thinking'
"This is someone else talking"

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notes: Hello!Hello!Hello!
lyrics: raise your glass by p!nk
credit: LAVIEBOHEME @ caution 2.o

[RUBEUS HAGRID]

Hagrid turned to the voice. He looked around, looking for the source then saw a familiar face. Ursus Black, he remember talking to him a few times. The boy joined him and Caitlin with a wide smile. As the boy introduced himself to the girl, the giant boy just found a nicely looking book about dragon and was checking out a few pages. He had always wanted a dragon. Such majestic creature. But too bad, they were forbidden. Even if one have a lisence, it would be hard to keep it somewhere the muggle couldn't see. Imagine if he ever had a dragon. It would be named...um.. Norbert!

He stopped looking at the book when the two were talking about Ursus's Slytherin brother. Alician Black had never bullied Hagrid like the rest of the Slytherin, nor he had ever seen Alician doing that to any one. He wanted to say something to both of them, something like 'not all Slytherins are bad' or 'maybe the hat made a mistake' but instead just stayed silent, didn't know how to say it. He had never really had a conversation with Ursus's brother to know him enough. So defend for the guy was out of the question.

"Um... so... What book are yer gettin', Caitie?" He asked, hoping to change the topic to something less hurtful.

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[HORATIO PADMORE]

HORATIO FUTARO PADMORE

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They nearly reached the Inn when someone came out of a corner and nearly hit him. Instinctively, he stopped in time but felt his brother slightly slammed at him due to the sudden stop. The kid then hid himself behind Horatio as usual. The fifth year Slytherin slightly wrinkled his brows. Such an act wasn't for a pureblood, the kid should learn to be more confident. There was nothing a pureblooded wizard had to fear, why can't he understand that and held his head high. No wonder uncle Mark never wanted Matthew to join any of their secret magic practice.

"Stop acting like there're monster everywhere" He told his brother with a low voice, not really scolding.

"Sorry Padmore..." The person muttered. Now he focused on who they just run into. A dark haired boy that he immediately recognized. Alician Black.

"Ah, Black." He smiled politely. Many of the Blacks were blood purification supporter after all. Though Sirius Black wasn't one, it didn't mean his son would be the same. At least he should stay on Alician good side until his true loyalty show. Horatio haven't talked to this boy too much, but he learned a lot about other people through Ray the-most-informative-Slytherin (Now you know why the Slytherins always get the news before everyone else).

"Not going with your brother and sister today?"

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Thinking
Other people's talking (or the character didn't say it out loud)
C O M M E N T: Finally, posted XD
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S T A T U S: Done

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[Alician Black]

I hurt myself today...
To see if I still feel...
I focus on the pain...
The only thing that's real...

"Not going with your brother and sister today?" Horatio asked.

Alician nearly flinched, but mastered himself before any emotions could show. Yes of course, everyone knew he liked to spend time with his Ravenclaw brother, and Gryffindor Sister. The Ravenclaw wasn't an issue. Plenty of kids had siblings in Ravenclaw, and were proud of that fact. But Gryffindor... Even having a sibling in Hufflepuff was preferable to that... Still. Horatio did have a sibling in Hufflepuff, and he at least didn't seem as openly hostile as the rest of their housemates. (Maybe Alician was just basing that on the fact that Horatio was Ray's best friend, and Ray didn't seem to care what house a person was from. He'd talk to everyone.)

'Just like Bear. Talking to anyone who doesn't run them off...' Alician thought wryly, shooting a quick glance at the now smiling Ray.

He refocused once more on Horatio, "Well I was going to. But seeing as I've been looking for over an hour, and still can't find one sign of them, I decided to take a break at The Three Brooms..."

Horatio's brother, now standing at his Horatio's side, cheeks pink, (weather from cold or shame remained to be seen.) glanced up at Horatio curiously, as if watching for some reaction, or maybe waiting for the older boy to say something. Alician glanced at the boy. The kid was really small, it was really hard for Alician to believe that he was the same age as the kid... Matthew... That was the name... He'd rarely seen the boy, never heard him speak. There was a rumor that he couldn't speak. Though Alician put absolutely no faith in the rumor mill, after all, according to them Phinius Bellerose was mute as well, and the Malfoy's and Blacks were all Vampires or Veelas... idiots...

Ray walked up, still staying slightly behind Horatio... Why did he do that? He seemed to defer to the other boy, even act slightly afraid of him... Was Horatio really that intimidating? He was taller, true, but he wasn't that tall. Looked more girly than scary.

Alician didn't get it. But then, he was Ray's friend, not Horatio's, so who knew...

"Me talking"
'Me thinking'
"Someone else talking"



And you could have it all...
My empire of dirt...
I will let you down...
I will make you HURT...

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LYRICS: "Hurt" by Mr. Johnny Cash
NOTES: This one went quick.
TAGGED: EVERYONE
WORDS: 363
EDITS BY: Cloudy to include lyrics and altered format and color scheme.
ORIGINAL CREDIT: FOR THIS TEMPLATE GOES TO JuneBUG13 of Caution 2.0.
DO NOT REMOVE CREDIT, OR SHE WILL FIND YOU AND BITE YOUR
HEAD OFF! OKAY?

[Ursus Black]

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Lusk, or "Caitie" turned and beamed happily, "Oh! Well, I'm looking for "Alesto Rambasta's Modern Theory of Magical Charms" Its supposed to have a whole section about Healing Charms."

Ursus nearly laughed, 'She sound like Hesta...'

Thinking about his friend, made Ursus once again remember that he had promised to meet both Hesta and Alexis at 3B later... Well probably soon, if not earlier, by now. He'd been so caught up hunkered down behind the shelves searching through books, that he probably wouldn't have noticed them if they went by, or them been able to see him. He really should get going soon... Come to think of it, what time was it? He'd promised to meet up with Alician and Lydia later as well. And unlike Hesta and Alexis, Alician at least, would probably be mad at him for being late...

Hmmm.... Actually... Where had the three siblings agreed to meet this week? He couldn't seem to remember. Well that was no good, maybe when he left he could go search a bit. It was really cold, and he'd hate to think they'd been outside waiting for him, or worse searching for him, and he never showed up...

Caitlin laughed, "So Rubeus... What new pet are you reading up on? A Chimaera? Grindylows? A Dragon perhaps?"

She said this all with Hazel eyes shimmering with amused affection.

Ursus turned his attention back to the others conversation, smiling excitedly, it was true, Hagrid did always have great pets. Some stranger than others. Last year for instance, the boy had had a whole prickle of Billywigs that had escaped. Ursus had been one of the people who got stung. He'd spent a whole afternoon floating up near the ceiling in the corridor outside the Muggle Studies classroom laughing uncontrollably, Hair and eyes flashing a kaleidoscope of colors, while poor Professor Burbage ran along below him, with a giant pillow, least he should fall.

"Would you really get a Dragon Hagrid? Where would you keep it? Would the Grounds Keeper let you keep it in the hut while it was small?" Ursus asked excitedly, nearly bouncing.

Caitlin giggled "Oh gracious! A Dragon in a wooden hut! I should certainly hope not!"

"Yeah... That could be bad." Ursus agreed laughing.

"This is me talking"
'This is me thinking'
"This is someone else talking"
"This is any non-Human thing speaking"

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tagged: EVERYONE!
words: 371!
notes: Looked up the grounds Keepers name here, found out its Zedrig Blunt, not Ogg... weird...
lyrics: "We Are One" from the Lion King II
credit: LAVIEBOHEME @ caution 2.o