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Date Posted: 22:45:15 03/30/02 Sat
Author: Adrian Smallwood
Subject: Complicated
In reply to: Draco Malfoy 's message, "An omnious landscape, a never ending calamity." on 22:22:10 03/30/02 Sat



His resplendent pink, meticulously spiked hair has begun to slowly revert to the natural dark brown tone it was before it had been tampered with. The boy springing from a beclouded, concealed past is secretly relieved that the mirthless prank incantation. It was no suffocated secret that he could be incredibly neurotic about his hair, perhaps since he feels he must appear charmingly toothsome all of the time. A dapper semblance gives him an invulnerable false sense of feeling insubjectible to the savage demons of society. He was more insecure than what one's eye might behold when it befalls him.

He contemplates his naturally chestnut but presently pink tressed companion meaningfully for a split second, although his mind is tangenting towards the words that had effluxed from the other's mouth. Be careful. The purposeful, almost gently admonishing reminder had certainly gotten its message across loud and clear, despite how lowly it had been spoken. The momentary exchange of two words and a glance had been only fully noted and comprehensible to the duo who transpired it. He briefly casts a final parting peer towards the pallor visaged, auburn haired girl that has managed to intrigue him so, detesting the discomfort he may have caused her.

His hazel gaze peregrinates elsewhere, and upon its aimless traveling, connects solidly with that of the sallow skinned stripling (Ron) who somewhat resembles the femme fatale he was captivated by. He dechipers the protective qualities that threaten dire consequence if he should harm the pale girl who he still hadn't met. The leer is recognized with relative ease, as he has seen that precise scowl upon the dismayed faces of many brothers, younger and older than their sisters, past. Big brother, he muses while uttering a cumbersomely heavy exhalation both inside and out; a true sigh of exasperation. The situation just seemed to be getting stickier and stickier.

Diverted abruptly from his thoughts at Hero's unceremonious approach, he is mildly startled by her sudden appearance - as he wasn't paying the least shred of attention. He anxiously had been gawking with brown eyebrows purposelessly raised at his dark denim clad knee. He manages with finesse to mask his minuscule amount of surprise as a body is perceived plopping down in front of him. Seeming to switch facades as rapidly as someone can blink, he sloppily grins at the coal black tressed comrade and fellow housemate. "You thought wrong." The profoundness of his comment strikes him, although only he could realize why. Many people seem to think wrong about Adrian Smallwood.



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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Isn't envy ugly? -- Alexia Hartam, 00:00:28 03/31/02 Sun

"Watch out, you've disturbed her royal highness."

The deep velvety alto chimes in from a nearby table. An athletic, golden haired girl turns slightly in her chair and nods her greeting to Cho and Lee. Her liquid sunshine hair tumults over her shoulder in her trademark ponytail as a small smile tugs at one corner of pale pink lips. Her perfectly sculptured face gives her a cold, haughty look, yet her gold eyes are warm and offer a small welcome. She continues quietly so they aren't heard over the din of the other's laughter, "You'll find that not all of us are so self absorbed. Or... unsympathetic."

She drops the subject of their school's demise; abiding, for the time being, to the Headmistress' request. She didn't see the sense of that order since problems left buried tended to fester and grow. With one more small nod she turns and faces forward again, returning her gaze to the rest of the newly arrived students.

Alexia normally kept her thoughts to herself, but she couldn't help but throw in her two cents on this one. The girl's acidic disposition was doing nothing to aid in this event. At least the Destructive Duo had lightened the mood. Her eyes rested on their now pink-tressed Headmistress. A ghost of a true smile flitted across her face before she went back to lazily scanning the crowd. Her eyes searching out and finding the infamous Harry Potter, or Fate's Whipping Boy as she long ago dubbed him. She then turned her golden gaze on his fellow students.

Misery, like any emotion, was contagious and the former Hogwarts students were all infected. This was understandable, but throwing them in with the already darker personalities of this school was not going to be pretty.

A mischievous smile tugged at the corner of her full lips, 'Amusing, intriguing, but not pretty.' Her eyes lit up with the possibilities, golden globes taking on a redder glow as her crimson flecked irises reflected her inner excitement. Just a while ago she'd complained that she was bored here, that looked like it was rapidly going to change.


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