Romilda Vane
Hogwarts Alumni
Welcome Witch 
I fly away with Death every day, does that intimdate you?
Posts: 391
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Post by Romilda Vane on Jan 5, 2009 19:42:07 GMT
*smirks and dissaperates them to her house in Godrics Hollow*
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Post by Roger Davies on Jan 5, 2009 22:19:03 GMT
*walks into the pub, orders a drink and sits down*
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Post by Jolie Fier on Jan 5, 2009 22:23:26 GMT
*enters the pub and strides to the bar*
One Firewhiskey, please. *looks around the pub, sees Roger, quickly averts her eyes to the bartender* *pays for her drink, takes a sip*
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Post by Roger Davies on Jan 5, 2009 22:27:35 GMT
*hears a familiar, melodic voice*
*turns and sees Jolie*
Jolie?
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Post by Nymphadora Lupin (Tonks) on Jan 5, 2009 22:55:21 GMT
**Laughs**
Sounds like a plan.
Sorry to dump that on you like that. It's just been a hard few weeks, you know? Nah its fine, I'm probably not much help but I guess its good to get things out the system 'n that. You're alright y'know, ever wanna talk again, I'm all ears. *smiles a quite genuine smile*
**Grins*
Alright, you're on. I'll try not to whine about pregnancy stuff.
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Post by Jolie Fier on Jan 6, 2009 13:58:25 GMT
*hears a familiar, melodic voice* *turns and sees Jolie* Jolie? *turns to Roger, smiles beautifully* Hello, Roger. *suddenly, she remembers that Antonin had told her to return to Azkaban after the mission* I'm sorry, Roger. I have to go. *turns on the spot and disapparates* |
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Post by Jim Thorne on Jan 6, 2009 14:12:54 GMT
If you ever want to have a moan about the "pair of legs" that you mentioned earlier, I'll listen. I suppose I owe you one.
**Grins*
Alright, you're on. I'll try not to whine about pregnancy stuff.
**Laughs** That. *takes a hefty gulp of ale* is best left firmly in the past. *smacks bottle back down on table a little harder than he'd intended* *wipes a little bit of spillage off the table with the end of his sleeve embarrassedly* sorry. It's a pain being the different one sometimes.... thats all I say. *Knocks back the rest of his drink and changes the subject quickly* I'm all out of ale - another luminescent juice thing for you? |
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Post by Roger Davies on Jan 6, 2009 21:39:55 GMT
[quote author=jp22102000 board=knockturn thread=470 post=149407 time=1231194455 *turns to Roger, smiles beautifully* Hello, Roger. *suddenly, she remembers that Antonin had told her to return to Azkaban after the mission* I'm sorry, Roger. I have to go. *turns on the spot and disapparates* *surprised she quickly leaves* To himself: what was that about? |
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Ivy Greyback
Gallant Gryffindor 
6th year
I howl at the moon like any other wolf
Posts: 245
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Post by Ivy Greyback on Jan 6, 2009 23:21:31 GMT
-walks into the pub wondering if anyone would know who she was. she glances around then orders a butterbeer and takes a seat at the bar-
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Post by Nymphadora Lupin (Tonks) on Jan 11, 2009 19:43:57 GMT
That. *takes a hefty gulp of ale* is best left firmly in the past. *smacks bottle back down on table a little harder than he'd intended* *wipes a little bit of spillage off the table with the end of his sleeve embarrassedly* sorry. It's a pain being the different one sometimes.... thats all I say. *Knocks back the rest of his drink and changes the subject quickly* I'm all out of ale - another luminescent juice thing for you?
Yeah, I know what that's like. I'll tell you a secret, this pink hair isn't natural!
**Screw up her face like she's trying to remember something, and a second later her hair is bright red instead of pink**
I'm a Metamorphmagus. Got a lot of flack for it when I was younger.
**Shakes her head**
Nah, I should be getting back home. I've to get into work early in the morning.
But tell you what, if you want to owl me we can meet up for another round of drinks at some point. And I'll definitely be getting you to tattoo me when the baby is born.
**Grins** |
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Post by Jim Thorne on Jan 11, 2009 19:57:53 GMT
*Blinks a little astonishedly at the hair change*
Boy could I have fun with that!!
... though I'm not sure I'd suit flaming red *flicks a bit of hair wryly*
Well I hope things work out for you...and that the father gets his head screwed on.
*sticks out his hand for a handshake*
..its time I got back to being unsocial anyway *grins*
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Post by Nymphadora Lupin (Tonks) on Jan 11, 2009 20:10:14 GMT
**Stands up and pulls on her jacket**
Yeah, me and all.
I'll show you next time... I can make my nose into a pig snout and everything. Great for parties!
**Giggles**
Cheers, Jim... See you soon, and you can be sociable again!
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Post by Jim Thorne on Jan 11, 2009 20:16:26 GMT
Anytime, you take care.
*Picks up his pea decimated plate and heads to the bar to hand it over and get another drink*
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Post by Andromeda Tonks on Jan 13, 2009 1:39:32 GMT
*enters the Leaky, walks to the bar, sits down*
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Post by willow on Jan 13, 2009 1:52:52 GMT
*Walks in, feeling completely dead after a long shift at St. Mungos. Heads straight for the bar and tosses her scarf and leather jacket on the stool next to her*
Whiskey please...
*yawns and asks in a low tired voice*
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