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27/09/2008 - Brandon
Gryffindor is still in the lead as Alohomora turns one month old! Thanks to everyone for your activity and fun. :) OTMs will be sent to the poll once more in a couple of days.
And the plot is about to have a very surprising twist. ;) You'll find out eventually. Just don't bother asking me; my lips are sealed.
25/08/2008 - Brandon
The plot and points have been updated! Gryffindor is in the lead! And another Mass Thread will be started today.
10/08/2008 - Brandon
The plot is now underway! Check the announcement to get your character into it. Enjoy, and beware, trust no one. ;)
07/08/2008 - Brandon
The site is now OFFICIALLY open! =D Enjoy Alohomora!
06/08/2008 - Brandon
Yay! The site will most likely be up by tomorrow afternoon! All we have to do is fix a few problems in the coding and add a few more boards, and everything will be ready! =)
04/08/2008 - Claudia
Ok, It’s august 4th and the site is almost done, a few simple adjustments are being placed together, things are going up rather nicely and the board looks really good. We have a few new Staff members that are all wonderful people and are all working diligently to ensure that the site is up and running as soon as possible.
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First Day Memories « Thread Started on Oct 20, 2008, 3:16am »
Kimee was sitting on the step of the front entrance it was the first thing she saw once she was in Hogwarts on her first year. She lean against the door fame memories came flooding back to her.
It was hard to see over the crowds for kids, a lot of them were taller than her, so she stood on her tippy toes.
"You know there not much to see."
Kimee turn her attention to another first year, her hair was a wavy black her eyes blue as the sea. "Really? Well either way I want to see something other than the back of his head." She said pointing to the boy in front of her. Again she tried to see anything but end up knock the boy down, "Oh I'm sorry!" She said giving him a hand to help him up.
"It's okay."
He replied. It only took a second for her to realize who she knock into but to her. Potter was just another boy at school she gave him a smile and return back to her tippy toes. Soon all together she had gave up until her name was called. "Niles, Kimee." She took a deep breath and walk up to the stool, she sat down just as the hat was place on her head...
Kimee was snapped back to reality when she heard something.
Tambough Reen 5th Year Adinva [M:-20] member is offline
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Re: First Day Memories « Reply #1 on Oct 20, 2008, 3:58am »
Tambough was begining to wonder if he should change to this school. He had been here all week helping the grounskeeper. He held a guitar in his hands and played a tune softly in the hall. He was confiident no one else was there. "be still my beeting heart Youve been beeting ever since you saw maidens art I remember when you started this unhealthy pace The first time we saw her face
Be still please do slow In her world is somewhere i dare not go Different worlds we cannot be together Pleese be still just drift like a feather
Be still before we use up our chances We cannot share with her our beeting dances Be still my beeting chest My crying eyes need there rest" He sung as the words started to float in his head the notes to the guitar strings whispered in his ears. He was lsot in his new world of creation not noticing the things obiously around him.
tHerEs nothing wrong with a littLe Privacy (clikz)
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Re: First Day Memories « Reply #2 on Oct 20, 2008, 4:11am »
Looking around Kimee could not see what had snapped her back to reality, she was having such a nice little memory of her first day. Kimee smiled again just thinking of the time the hat shouted her house name. Her father and mother were indeed proud of her, but of course it did not matter to them what house she went as long as it made her happy.
Suddenly she heard it again but this time much clearer. It was voice a guy's voice, he was singing a song. Kimee wondered if he was a songwriter if he was, he is very good. Not to mention a good singer and there it was a bit of guitar. Kimee smiled as she finally saw the boy who was playing. She watched closely and spoke out softly at first so he knew that someone least was there with him. "You know, your good."
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Re: First Day Memories « Reply #3 on Oct 20, 2008, 7:03am »
Tambough played lightly the guitar whispers where dyeing down in his head as he haerd another persons voice. He started to drift back into the real world. He opened his eyes and looked up. He couldn't remember what she said so just smiled softly and shyly. He put the guitar down onto a case. He was planning on just going now he never reacted well around people after playing music and didn't want to make a fool of himself again.
tHerEs nothing wrong with a littLe Privacy (clikz)
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Re: First Day Memories « Reply #4 on Oct 22, 2008, 7:06pm »
"If it's not too much to ask. But could you play another song?" She asked sweetly. Kimee favorite thing was music and when she heard him play the first time she wanted to hear some more. She remember around her third year she wanted to be a singer for Weird Sisters or another wizard band, but when she started singing people started to run.
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Re: First Day Memories « Reply #5 on Oct 23, 2008, 3:29am »
Tambough smiled back. She was asking hi mto play more. He loved playing so much. He didn't even care that it was infront of some for once. He just felt like playing today. "s-s-sure" He cursed to himself as he started to stutter. It always happened after he was singing he always got nervous. He picked up the guitar. He touched the chords the guitar whispering to him as always. "Let me tell you of a time Where love was in every rhyme Let me tell you of a sight That brings such delight
the towering stairs to a secret garden so a kings love would harden or the spinning river dug with a sad mans quiver
There so much love no matter where no matter when What realy built this world was the love of men
When a women cries a thousand others do but when i a man cries even the gods do
The love we can feel can bend time slow it down when a moments sublime
All a man needs in his life is to be loved and remembered Its all we ask Before life is severed" Tambough sung his voice deep like a man singing. Tambough loved his singing it felt so calm and natural and he always felt conected to the words somehow. (sorry the lyrics arent that good i could come up wif better ones)
tHerEs nothing wrong with a littLe Privacy (clikz)
1998 - November
It has been a year since Harry Potter defeated Voldemort in the Battle of Hogwarts. The world has finally gotten a period of blissful peace after the many years of Voldemort's terrors. The Ministry of Magic in London has begun to bond with other countries, and has therefore created bonds with other Magical Schools.
Teams of Aurors have already captured every Death Eater and put them in Azkaban. The Ministry has ceased any uprisings, desparate to make the peace last for centuries more. The world seems to be getting brighter and brighter by the minute.
How long will this last?
Suddenly, armies of Muggles begin to destruct the Magical World. But, how did they get in? Aren't Muggles supposed to suddenly remember an appointment when they neared magical communities? There must be someone controlling them; someone has to be working behind the scenes... Someone who wants to revive the Dark Lord's prophecies.