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Post by Anastasia Marie Weston on Jun 6, 2008 12:52:34 GMT -5
Anabelle was having a hard week, again so she decided to get some firewhisky. Ana walked down the streets of Hogsmead wearing a black mini skirt a white lace cami and a pair of white open toe pumps. She had her long blond locks purmed and the top half pulled back with a barret. She was wearing white bobble hoop earings with a white bobble necklas with three white bobble bracelets on her right wrist, she also had a gold band ring her mother gave her that summer. She walked towards the three broomsticks, getting to the door she walked in. Heading towards the bar she ordered a firewhisky, she stood rather unpatiently for the whisky. Finally gettin her whisky she headed towards an empty booth in the back. Taking a seat Ana sipped her whisky hoping somebody she knew would walk in and visit her. |
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Post by Headmaster Corwin on Jun 6, 2008 23:08:41 GMT -5
Chase Gage Tyler wasn't your average student at Hogwarts. Liking hiphop dancing more than anything. He wore not so average clothes as well. He walked into three broomsticks with a blue t-shirt, baggy blue jeans on, along with a yellow jacket with two red stripes down the sleeve. He had on white tennis shoes as well as a navy backwards cap on backwards. His jacket sleeves were pushed up to his elbows. He looked around with his blue eyes searching the place.
He saw Ana sitting alone in a booth. They were in oposing houses, but Chase had always been fond of her. He wasn't sure why, but something made him always enjoy her company. He got himself a butterbeer and paid for it. He walked towards Ana's booth and said, "Hey Anna. What's up?" Another thing that people didn't like about him was that he was an American. He shouldn't even be in Great Britain, but was for school. He didn't sit down because he didn't like forcing something like that. He would find someone else to sit with if he needed to.
He remembered Ana from her first train ride. He met her because of his mate Byron. Usually he didn't like Slytherins, but there's always those few exceptions. Byron was a huge exception because Byron Curtis was exactly like him from the United States. Byron introduced them and he always had been a bit overprotective of her ever since. He sipped on his butterbeer as he waited for her response.
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Post by Anastasia Marie Weston on Jun 7, 2008 14:09:53 GMT -5
Ana sipped her firewhisky slowly, if you drink it to fast it usually burns your throat pretty bad. She turned her head towards the door hearing it open, it wasn't very quiet when it opened it had a particularly high pitched squeaking noise when opened. When the person finally walked into the pub Ana recognized him as Chase Tyler, an American wizard, not only that but a Gryffindor. Now Chase may be a gryffindor, but she was introduced to him by Byron so the two didn't hate each other, as she hated many other gryffindors. She watched him as he got a butterbeer, and then walked towards her. "Hey Chase," she replied, "Nothing much just getting a drink. You?" she added. She stared at him a few seconds before speaking again. "Take a seat." she said to him politely. |
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Post by Headmaster Corwin on Jun 8, 2008 9:47:05 GMT -5
Chase said, "Ah... Not much just roaming Hogsmede like everyone else here." He sat down across from her. He gave her a wide grin. "So what happened to the little kid I met on the train ride? You've grown up." He heard the door open again, but ignored it. He wondered why American witches and wizards were rare. They were even more rare than a muggle born or squib. He wished the Headmaster would explain things more.
He looked at the Slytherin remembering the train ride instantly. He was really fond of Byron. When him and Byron met was before that train ride, it was their whole lives. Byron was a pure-blood though when Chase was a muggle born. He was shocked that the Slytherin even talked to him. He knew that Byron and himself had always been friends and it wouldn't stop now that they were wizards. He was the only one that Chase could talk to about America because no one else would get it.
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Post by Anastasia Marie Weston on Jun 9, 2008 20:42:11 GMT -5
[/b] she said finishing the last of her drink. "Be right back." she said, as she got up out of her seat. She went over and ordered another firewhisky, they only got to go to Hogsmead once a month, and she was going to take advantage of every chance she got. Getting her drink she headed back to the table and took a seat. She took a sip of her drink before speaking again. "So.. what have you been up to lately?" she asked him. She pulled the lower half of her hair over her shoulder, running her fingers through it waiting for him to answer.[/font][/size][/ul] |
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Post by Headmaster Corwin on Jun 9, 2008 21:52:43 GMT -5
Chase nodded at her response. It felt like ages since that train ride. He let himself relax a bit. He had been tense because it had really been rough in his neighborhood this summer. Malcom, Ty, and Cammie were acting weird so he was pretty nervous of why. He hated leaving those three behind and his mom. He was a guy and would never admit that he missed them, but he did. He took another drink of his butterbeer. He never was into firewhisky.
He looked at her when she said something else as she returned. He said, "Girls, writing the family, girls, catching up on my good buddies like you, oh and did I mention girls?" He grinned. He finished, "I impress them with my hip hop moves." He nodded and said, "Yeah, you know I'm good." He was only joking with her. He and Byron had alot of the same personalities. It was odd that they were in different houses. Chase never let that effect his friendship with Ana and Byron though.
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