http://fondofcabinets.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] fondofcabinets.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] hh_mirror2008-05-24 11:09 pm

Open RP with Draco

Somehow, the novelty of magic that was so fresh and new in Draco's mind when he had started his career at Hogwarts had slowly been sucked out of him. He, as a true pure-blood citizen, was raised around magic and had seen some pretty impressive results from the wand.

With so many muggles running around though, it just wasn't quite as fun.

Draco stood, looking out of a large window in a northern corridor. His wand was in his hand and he twirled it among his finger. His left hand was busy propping his head up as he looked out the window, so his right occupied itself twirling the wand.

[identity profile] wolfram-jyari.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Yuuri!" Wolfram von Bielefeld dashed down the hall, looking for his wayward fiancé. He passed Draco to look around the corner, and then turned back around at the stranger. "You!" He called out imperiously.

"Have you seen someone dressed all in black passing by? He very dark and very cute, and is likely to either be hugging someone or flirting shamelessly with House-Elves!"

[identity profile] girl-george.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Hogwarts had grown a little bit darker since George King began attending classes in the fall. Her dear friend Robin was popcorn, and unspeakable things occurred in darkened halls. But George had learned to control her abilities in the city of New York, which had an even gruesomer underbelly. Therefor she walked as if in blissful ignorance, though George was neither.

She stopped when she saw Draco at the window, and smiled. "Hello."

[identity profile] wolfram-jyari.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Flirting with house-elves. Though he probably would hug them too. No, Yuuri is likely to be hugging some rabid skunk by now." Wolfram frowned in frustration. He then looked at the window Draco was sitting at.

"Out of my way! I need to look."

[identity profile] girl-george.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
If Draco's curt reply offended her, George did not show it. She tilted her head in sympathy and stopped. "What's the matter?"

[identity profile] ra-tilt-chimera.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 11:46 am (UTC)(link)
Brooding was something Zelgadiss was intimately familiar with; he did enough of it himself. He was also, however, fully aware of just how unhealthy it was.

He leaned against the wall beside the window. "Problems?"

[identity profile] ra-tilt-chimera.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 03:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Zel froze. Nobody had reacted to him like that in so long he'd almost forgotten that anyone would react to him like that. When he finally understood what was going on, he relaxed. "Sorry; I'd kind of forgotten that my looking like this upsets people. I'm not going to hurt you, trust me."

[identity profile] ijk-mno.livejournal.com 2008-05-25 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Excuse me," says L, quiet and without inflection.

"Do you know the way to the Ravenclaw Common Room from here? I've become turned around." He presses his thumb to his bottom lip.

[identity profile] missprimavera.livejournal.com 2008-05-26 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
Primavera was bored.

It wasn't difficult to bore Primavera, granted. Next to the fast-paced dirty excitement of Bangkok, rural Scotland left much to be desired. She had taken to pacing the corridors in restless discontentment.

Imagine her surprise to meet someone with hair almost as unnaturally blonde as hers! Her lip curled a little as she sized up the boy.

"What do you use on your hair?" she demanded.

[identity profile] ijk-mno.livejournal.com 2008-05-26 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
At twenty, L isn't much of a boy any more. But he has a certain gangliness to him; Draco can be forgiven for the mistake.

"And I know where that is from here. But I can't find Ravenclaw."

[identity profile] missprimavera.livejournal.com 2008-05-26 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
"You're excused, provisionally." She rolled her eyes. (She looked older than she was; metamorphosis left every doll looking the same; the eyeroll, though, betrayed her callow youth. In reality Miss Primavera Bobinski hadn't lived to see sweet sixteen.) "I would hope you'd use shampoo. I'm talking product."

[identity profile] ra-tilt-chimera.livejournal.com 2008-05-26 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
Zel sighed. "I'm a chimera - a magically-created combination of several different creatures. The spells necessary are actually illegal, but that never stops some people." Quietly, he added, "I used to be human."

[identity profile] vislor-turlough.livejournal.com 2008-05-26 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Turlough was walking toward the Hospital wing (long story short, falling rocks mangle hands) keeping his left hand in his coat pocket.

"You'll poke your eye out, keep twirling that thing."

[identity profile] missprimavera.livejournal.com 2008-05-26 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"You ought to use something," she informed him bluntly. "To make it look less painted-on. You've got good cheekbones and a lot to work with, if you'd try a little harder." Studying her nails, she turned away slightly, nonchalant. "What about my blood? Do you want to know whether I'm contaminated, is that it?"

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