Mischief Managed

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ooc;; Aaaaand... Start!

bic;; A derisive sniff, a toss of her head, and a sudden bang of a hand against the bottom of the table could be heard from Ravenclaw Head Girl Kendall Stark's end as she fixed a couple of her housemates with a slightly vehement glare, looking more exasperated than ever. The sorting hat had just finished organizing the new arrivals into their respective houses, and the noise was getting to be too much to bear. On the ceiling, the banners of her house hung from the ceiling, forcing the rather stiff woman to concede a small victory smirk. Hufflepuffs never did much of anything to be recognized, and Slytherin and Gryffindor had lost a lot of housepoints last year due to an impromptu deal between two students that landed them both in the hospital wing with serious injuries to both pride and body.
Across the table from her, she could see one of the sixth-year Ravenclaws, the Metamorphmagus Anthony Nightingale, whispering to one of the first-year students, glancing surreptitiously at her, the first-year following his now-blue eyes and nodding obediently. Kendall furrowed her brow into a frown.
"Mr. Nightingale," she admonished, "it is not prudent to speak ill of those you should respect."
A sudden hand clapped down on her shoulder made her squeak in surprise, earning the laughter of many of the other Ravenclaws, and she turned up to glare at what she knew would be a smirking Gryffindor.
"Robin!"
"Heya, Kendall," the charismatic sixth-year said, winking. The brooding Slytherin male at his side gave Kendall a respectful nod.

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ooc..
..Erm.. How? xD

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ooc;; Ermm... However you want. Sorting, maybe?
I have two brothers I'm going to post: one of them an older, seventh-year student in Slytherin, and the younger a first-year in Hufflepuff.

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ooc.
Sure.
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Im In Slytherin..

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ooc;; COol ^^ Just start with your character at her table or something.

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Perla fiddled with her fingers at the Slytherin table. It is now her second year at Hogwarts, the school of the legendary Harry Potter. She too wondered if she were destined for greatness. Perla shifted her gaze to her left and right, pairs of eyes glaring at the three toned hair of hers; green, blue, and black. Perla flushed at their stares and returned her gaze on her fingers.

ooc.
I feel weird roleplaying with my real name. c_c

[Cole]

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Is she at the Slytherin table in the main hall?

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ooc.
Yesh. c:

[Cole]

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Alllrighty

[Cole]

Ethan Singleton finished his breakfest, and sighed. The food was always so good at Hogwarts. He pulled his bag over his shoulder to go head back to the Raveclaw dorms. He had some homeowrk to finish up for charms. He needed to practice his cheering charm on someone.

As he got ready to head off he saw Perla, the second year Slytherin. She seemed a little shy and was staring at her fingers. Not really the sterotypical Slytherin.

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Perla glanced up at Ethan, "Hi.." Perla waved at him casually.

[Cole]

"Good morning." the fifth year stated walking over to the table. Since the wizarding war with Voldemort was over, Slytherin reputations seemed to go up a bit, but they were still thought as 'the bad guys' by most. Therefor Ethan couldn't help but look rather shifty on his feet while over there. He liked Perla and though she was fine, but couldn't shake the feelings that he had about past Slytherins.

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ooc;; My intro's at the top ^^

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Perla shifted a little, her hair turning a bright pink. "I'm Perla, yorself?"

[Cole]

"Hey, I'm Ethan. Are you a first year?" he asked her. He heard the yelp from his table and turned around. He turned back to Perla quickly, a chuckled a bit at his head girl.