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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 2, 2007 22:47:18 GMT -5
Michael walked up to the bar and ordered a butterbeer before sitting down at a table in the back corner of the bar. He leaned back in his chair, his butterbeer in front of him, watching the customers quietly.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Sept 3, 2007 1:46:07 GMT -5
Storm walked around getting familiar with the three broomsticks she couldn't believe that it was her. Her eyes wandered around it wasn't full, especially not with a club down the street, but this was a great place to get a butterbeer without loud music blasting in your ears. Sh saw a Slytherin and noticed that everyone else had someone with them she walked over to him and stood across form where he was sitting
"Can I get you anything else?" she asked smoothly.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 3, 2007 15:34:46 GMT -5
Michael looked up at the girl and smiled, "No thank you, I'm fine." He glanced around the bar, and spoke again. "So do you own the place? Or just work here?"
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Sept 4, 2007 14:29:48 GMT -5
"Well I own it, but I just got it." she said looking around the place.
"Do you come here often?" she asked him curiously she wanted to know how the place was like before she got it.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 4, 2007 14:46:11 GMT -5
"I don't normally come into the town, but I just had to get away from the grounds and the common room," he said. It was good to get out of the castle and grounds every once in a while.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Sept 4, 2007 14:57:47 GMT -5
She nodded her head in understanding she wasn't fond of the common room and found herself only staying for two minuted in it, and it was just when she passing getting out of her dorm or getting to it.
"I know what you mean the dungeons can be depressing, but whats wrong with the grounds it can get really quite over there, especially now." she said referring to the fact that Hogwarts was nearly empty.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 4, 2007 15:37:14 GMT -5
Michael shrugged, "I stay out there most of the time, gets kind of boring after a while, decided to come here for a change of scenery." And what a change of scenery it is... he thought to himself, watching a woman with bright neon green hair and a bull ring hanging from her nose walked to the bar.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Sept 5, 2007 20:02:30 GMT -5
She turned her head to see a odd looking women, she let out a soft gasp and almost felt like laughing, but held it in. She watched as the women ordered a firewhisky and walked to an unoccupied table.
"Well you could say the scenery today is very interesting." she then realized she didn't know his name.
"Well how rude of me I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Storm." she said to him.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 5, 2007 20:08:25 GMT -5
"Michael," he said, looking back at her. "Not every day you see someone like that, is it." He laughed and glanced back at the woman. She glared at him, narrowing her eyes, and he grinned slightly and looked back up at Storm.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Sept 5, 2007 20:11:54 GMT -5
"Michael.... Hardt?" she asked him of his last name as her her eyebrows furrowed together, she heard his name somewhere and let out a gasp as she came to the conclusion. She didn't want to be offensive, and said lightly.
"Your Dru's ex, am I right?" she remembered what Dru told her about what he did, Storm never met him and found this to be a great opportunity to find out who he really was, maybe even make a new friend, that was if he was the same guy. Michael was a common name.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 5, 2007 20:28:23 GMT -5
Michael's eyes darkened, "I swear, has she told the entire school?" He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "Yes, I'm Dru's....ex." The word felt strange in his mouth and he took a drink of his nearly forgotten butterbeer, as though to rid himself of the taste.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Sept 5, 2007 20:34:13 GMT -5
Storm bit her lip she gave him an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry if I brought back some bad memories." she looked away and bit her lip and said reassuringly.
"Your not alone I know how it feels." she was referring to what her parents laid out or her. She was to be a Death Eater, she was to use only Dark Magic after graduating, her parents wanted her to be the right hand lady of the Dark Lord, the one he told everything, she didn't want that for herself, but felt like she was pulled deeper into the abyss. All this showed on her face as she kept looking anywhere but at him.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 5, 2007 20:40:42 GMT -5
"Don't worry about it, it just seems like the whole school knows what I supposedly did," he said, staring at his bottle. "And I've heard some pretty messed up versions of what I've 'done'." He sighed, remembering that particular conversation.
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Post by Lucretia 'Storm' Seyrrou on Sept 5, 2007 20:45:05 GMT -5
She nodded her head, people did tend to exaggerate things especially in hogwarts, girls gossiped and when they did things got thrown out out of proportion.
"Don't let them get to you, I've learned to hold my head high no matter what it is I supposedly did, well that is until my parents get wind of it." she groaned at the thought and looked back at him a soft smile on his face.
"Well you have to admit though, people to tend to think the worst of us Slytherins, and I partially don't blame them." she was completely annoyed of the ones who gave the whole house a bad name.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Sept 5, 2007 20:51:10 GMT -5
"I stay out of our common room as much as possible," Michael said, still staring at his bottle. "The, the death eaters have a grudge against me for leaving, half of the non followers have heard the stories, the rest just hate me."
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