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Post by Roxanne Maria Ashford on Aug 12, 2009 16:59:44 GMT -5
 ROXANNE MARIA ASHFORD !!
After all these years of being a girl with no name, she felt, known. All those years f not knowing how this felt, she knew. She sat on the black couch in the common room before quickly getting bored, mostly because it was to hot in there. She set off in any direction, and ended up standing under the whomping willow. Was this as dangerous as people would say it is? She looked at it and her eyes fell on the passage underneath it. She had always wanted to see what was in there. Never had it caught her concern before, until she was stood alone in the nearly dark evening. She starred at it and looked up every now and again to see what the tree was doing. She was worried of moving, if she made such a quick movement she could risk herself getting hit by one of the solid branches. If she didn't move soon, she would most likely get hit by one anyway. A sigh escaped her lips and she looked and focused on the passage under the tree, before making her decision.
She ran toward the passage and ducked while slipping down the passage, which wasn't as she planned. She screamed out in pain as her leg caught on a root and ripped through her skin. She grasped her leg and knew she couldn't do this alone. She pulled herself out and limped to a near by place that was safe. A sigh escaped her lips as she looked at the tree once again. She looked at her leg and rubbed it getting rid of some blood that dripped endlessly down her leg. She sat down on the grass and rested her leg, she would probably have to limp back to the castle, but she couldn't be bothered too. "Now what.." She pondered for a bit and choose to stay put. This wasn't the first time she had been put in this position.
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Post by Dorrian Carthage on Aug 12, 2009 17:20:59 GMT -5
He had figured out a way to juggle his Quidditch, teaching half the first years how to fly during Quidditch season and Teaching and working part time when it wasn't Quidditch season. The days he didn't end up having practice, he'd stay the night in the empty classroom, it was better than traveling home just to be back in the morning. He was just touching down from practicing flying when he noticed a girl limping and the famous Willow Tree not too far by. He lifted back off the ground and flew towards the girl, his feet touching the girl as he got closer, he ran over to her. "You alright?" The twenty year old placed his hand on the girls shoulder. His eyes moved towards the tree and then back towards the girl.
He had seen the passage when he was a student and there were ways to get to it, spells and such. But it was there for a reason, most likely to protect people. There was good reason for a tree to be bewitched so to speak. As much as he wanted to try and get past the tree when he was a student he knew that it was there for reason and he had to make sure he reminded himself of that. His eyes moved to make sure she was ok and noticed the blood on the ground. "Let me help you to the infirmary.. rather be carried or just lean on me and limp the way." He extended his wand towards the broom that laid on the grass a few feet behind them. The broom lifted and headed back to the broom cubboard. His placed his wand in his pocket and turned back to look towards the Slytherin.
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Post by Roxanne Maria Ashford on Aug 12, 2009 18:04:42 GMT -5
ROXANNE MARIA ASHFORD !!
As she was sat on the rock, she just happened to turn her head and see a faint figure come toward her. They had obviously noticed her hanging around the tree, soon enough she saw who it was, a Professor. She watched as he came over to her. She looked at him with a blank expression, she really didn't want to go to the hospital wing right now. It wasn't a bad wound, just a deep cut, nothing that bad. She nodded "I'm fine." She said covering up as much as the cut she could, which was some of it. She looked at him and continued to shake her head. She didn't want to go there, a sigh escaped her lips and she closed her eyes for a brief second.
She tried her best to make it look like it was a small thing. "No, No, No .." She repeated and leaned forward. Looking up at him with her blue eyes, would he tell she was in pain? "I'm fine, i just slipped and hurt my leg a bit." She said and looked away and put her foot over any visible blood stains on the grass, there wasn't a lot. A few drops at the least, she kept her hand over some of the cut and wondered if he would leave anytime soon. She couldn't be rude because he was a professor.
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Post by Dorrian Carthage on Aug 12, 2009 19:05:12 GMT -5
He was only twenty, so he related mostly with the students and at times students confused him with a visiting person, maybe even a boyfriend of one of the 7th years. Then again it was better than being called professor all the time, made him feel older than he was. He loved to fly, so helping first years fly ontop of playing professional quidditch was his dream come true. He looked concerned for the 6th year, knowing it wasn;t just some cut. "I saw what happened.." He stated and looked around for a moment before kneeling next to her. "If you won't go to the wing.. then let me have a look at it.. maybe I can do something to help." He knew some herbology and magic for helping cuts. He wanted to make sure at least the bleeding stopped.
He could tell by the look on her face she didn't want to go to the infirmary and he wasn't going to force her, but if she didn't go then he would have to do something. If she lost any more blood it could be bad for her health. And a cut of that size if not taken care of properly can become infected and damage the immune system. His head turned to look towards the tree and then back towards the Slytherin. "You know .. if a tree is enchanted to move so violently.. it's got to be for a good reason.."
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Post by Roxanne Maria Ashford on Aug 12, 2009 19:23:06 GMT -5
ROXANNE MARIA ASHFORD !!
She wasn't much of a shy person, but that wasn't the case. This time she was embarrassed of how she could behave around him if she let her pain out. She could be violent, but she knew she could hold it back easily. Somethings easily bothered her about this, she was a mean Slytherin, normally people would want her to suffer, Gryffindors would love to see her pain. She looked at him, looking toward the passage she had fell she shook her head. Anyone would of seen what happened. She moved her hand off her injured leg and revealed the deep cut on her leg, it still had some fresh blood on it.
She sighed and let him look at it. "Why would you care anyway?" She asked before carrying on. "I'm a filthy Slytherin, no one likes Slytherins. People would love to see me like this and rub it in my face." She said with a cruel tone. It was probably because she had been mean to them. That was a Slytherins nature isn't it? She looked at him. It wasn't the tree that did this, well mostly, just a piece of lose root. "I caught my leg on a root." It sounded stupid, but it was a big bit of root.
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Post by Dorrian Carthage on Aug 12, 2009 19:34:55 GMT -5
"Maybe because your remind me of a slytherin I use to date.. I wasn't a Slytherin so obvious the relationship wasn't approved.." He smiled and then his head lowered to look at the cut and the smile disappeared. "She died.. from a accent on a muggle bus involving an eighteen wheeler.. If she hadn't died from that she would have died.. eventualy from Cancer. And no I have no idea why I'm sharing this with you.." He placed his hands aroudn her leg, moving the cut to open it a little to try and see how deep it was. "Up.." He offered a hand. " I'm going to get you to the lake.. where you will sit.. and I will dive in to get something that will help that leg of yours not get infected and from there we will just figure it out." He smiled towards the girl lovingly. He didn't like seeing people hurt, specialy girls. There was just something about girls being sad or pain that he just couldn't help but want to help.
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Post by Roxanne Maria Ashford on Aug 12, 2009 19:52:04 GMT -5
ROXANNE MARIA ASHFORD !!
Roxanne was actually quite surprised that someone would actually tell her things like this. His story was quite sad, she had heard of many relationship involving Slytherins with other houses, but how could they get along, she really didn't understand that sort of things. Roxanne hadn't had much luck with her love life, at first she didn't care. Till she reached her 4th year and noticed all her friends were striking with the boys, and she wasn't. Was it because of her violent behavior toward others? Or maybe she wasn't pretty enough for boys. She had never thought of having a relationship with other houses, and she wasn't going to. She looked at him. "I'm .. Sorry." She felt for him, she really did. "At least you've had experince.."
[/b] She mumbled. Normally she didn't care about others, but this time she did. She quickly pulled her leg away from him. It caused her pain, she felt quite stupid for doing such a dangerous thing by herself. She knew that the tree could result in a lot of serious injuries. She looked at his hand took it pulling herself upright, her leg throbbed as she put pressure on it and she couldn't stand up much. She nodded and was positive it would take her some time to get their. She ran a hand threw her hair and sighed. This just proved how much spare time she had on her hands. She had no one to talk to anymore, no one to sit with. All her friends where living their lives, while hers seemed to be on pause.[/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Dorrian Carthage on Aug 12, 2009 20:02:41 GMT -5
If he wasn't a professor and she was 18 ... he'd of asked her out. Even if it was just to get to know her. But he was a professor and she wasn't 18. He almost wanted to tell her when she turned 18 to look her up, but that would be wrong as well, due to the fact htat he did have a positiont the school as a professor. Though he din't consider himself a professor, he really just taught flying. He watched her facial expressions, felt her body tense. "I'm carrying you." Right after saying it he lifted her up, trying not to hurt her leg. He wasn't going to put her down till they got to the lake.
"If you mean experience as in with dating yes, but anything else.. no.. But you must realize your a beautiful young lady and any guy would be out of his mind not to even find you attractive. " He was trying to get her mind off her leg. He smiled warmly for a moment, the smile leaving his lips and more in his eyes as he continued to carry her towards the lake. After the walk he found a place to put her down. Letting her to her feet he spoke PUt your weight on the opposite leg" He would help her down to the ground and then looked around. He moved to the lake his eyes looking around for a big enough rock. Taking his wand he turned it into something he could use. Stripping down to his undershirt and boxers, he took the object he conjured and placed it in his mouth, it would help him breath under water. He moved into the water then dove under.
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Post by Roxanne Maria Ashford on Aug 12, 2009 20:18:51 GMT -5
ROXANNE MARIA ASHFORD !!
Her eyes wondered the grounds like she normally would do around people, mostly because she didn't know what would slip out of her mouth, mostly insults and rarely compliments. When he lifted her up, she was worried he would drop her, out of fear, she put her arm around his neck to secure herself. It made her feel safe, well, mostly. At quick adjustment in her leg made it go numb, she wasn't sure why but it cut out the pain. She sighed and looked at him. "I find that hard to believe." She replied, and looked ahead to see if they were getting any closer. "If i was the smallest bit attractive, someone would of taken interest, no one has.." Was there something wrong with her? Probably because she stuck to the Slytherin nature.
She looked and saw the lake get closer to them. Soon enough they were there, as he placed her down she felt her leg sting then go numb again. She stood but put her hand out and leaned against a tree. She watched as he went into the water. She sighed and slid down the tree and stretched her leg out. Her leg ached, running her hand through her hair she looked toward the water to see if he was coming out anytime soon. She felt a bit cold, she folded her arms and pulled one leg in and leaned her head on her knee.
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Post by Dorrian Carthage on Aug 12, 2009 20:29:25 GMT -5
Five minutes later his head popped out of the water, his hair moved out of it's styled position and flattened against his head. He use to dancek, and playing quidditch almost all his life and pro quidditch now meant he was in shape, just not overly covered in muscles. He swam to the shore, herbs in either of his hands. He moved out of the water and moved over towards the girl. He shook his head to get rid of unwanted water from dripping into his eyes and down his face. "I need you to sit on the ground for me.." He took a deep breath, while down below, glad for the water being freezing cold, he had thought about how to answer her last comment before he disappeared in the water. Waiting for her to sit down, he would then take off his drenched undershirt and tear it in two. Taking the first one he started to clear the blood. "It'll sting.. it's ok to scream if you need to kick or punch something um.. tear out the grass." He would have to clean out the wound with one of the strips of shirt before rubbing the leaves of one of the herbs in the wound. After which he would place the other herb over it horizontaly and then wrap the clean torn peice of shirt around her leg. "The First herb will help will infection.. the second will help with healing.." He stated before he would begin. He looked at her every once in a while. " I think maybe they are intimidated by you."
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Post by Roxanne Maria Ashford on Aug 12, 2009 20:46:47 GMT -5
ROXANNE MARIA ASHFORD !!
She moved around a bit and leaned against the tree. She looked up and saw the professor get out of the water. The wind whipped her hair and she did what she was told sitting down she moved her legs out and sighed. She didn't feel much in her leg, a short tingle and a strong brief pain that made her bite down on her lower lip. Not hard enough to make it bleed but so she didn't show much pain, Slytherins shouldn't show pain to people. Roxanne showed no pain or sadness, unless alone. She just watched as he helped her. She winced slightly as he tied some of the shirt around her injured leg. Normally, she would be alone and have to help herself, well most of her friends did the same. Did she copy other people? No, she couldn't, she didn't have people to follow. "Thank you.." She said, this was probably the first time she had said thank you to someone and meant it.
She sighed, she got it of her father. He was a violent stubborn man. Roxanne was mostly violent and sarcastic, she had a fake side of course that she used around Slytherins. She didn't want people to see the real her, no way. That would reflect badly on her family name. "They are, some of them."
[/b] She replied, it wasn't her fault. "I pick it up from my father, my mother was just.. well i don't know really.."[/b] She wasn't close to her mum, so she couldn't say much about her.[/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by Dorrian Carthage on Aug 12, 2009 20:55:53 GMT -5
" Well if you like how are you are then it's fine. My parents were both muggles. My father seemed like a good guy till he started getting angry.. abused me and my brother.. luckily left our sister alone.. but most of his abuse went towards are mother.. till he killed her and then killed himself. Even though it all I tried not to let it affect me and I'm glad of it, being who I am.. As long as your happy with yourself it doesn't matter what anyone else thinks.. but don't be afraid when you do get in a relationship to do some giving and taking.. like Anabell , the slytherin.. she had to get use to how kind I could be.. and I had to be a bit more tougher.. which is good.. helped me be a better person specialy since I have to be a father figure to my siblings." He talked as he continued to bandage her leg. Once it was bandage he smiled "Don't move." He stated before moving back to get his shirt and pants back on. Taking his robe, he just held it over his arm and moved back towards her. " Does it hurt any?"
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Post by Roxanne Maria Ashford on Aug 12, 2009 21:07:39 GMT -5
ROXANNE MARIA ASHFORD !!
Seemed like he had a rough life, her and her mother had never been close to each other. It was like her mother distant herself from her daughter, it didn't bother her much. She just didn't have someone she could look to to share her feelings and talk about her problems. It troubled her a lot as well, she couldn't talk to her dad, he was to involved with the death eaters to listen or pay some what of attention to her. He knew nothing of how she was so violent. She sighed, she didn't know where her mother was, she ran away from their life and never came back again. "Me and my mum never talked to each other, i was probably closer to my father than her. She ran after a while and left me and my dad to ourselves. He didn't help me though, he left me for myself." She looked at him. "He didn't care about me really, he was to obsessed with the dark lord." She rolled her eyes and sighed.
She wasn't sure she could consider her father as, well a father. She looked at him as he finished of bandaging her leg, she shook her head. "No, it doesn't hurt anymore." She stated and looked at the water. This was were her mum and dad first met in their 3rd year, he would talk about it then change to how much he hated her and how she left Roxanne.
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Post by Dorrian Carthage on Aug 12, 2009 21:15:18 GMT -5
He was freezing cold, but he showed no sign of it as he moved to sit next to her. He was wearing a Puddlemere United shirt and some jeans. He was barefoot, due to the fact he liked to fly bare foot, something you really shouldn't do. He smiled as his eyes closed, his back leaning ainst the tree trunk. Sometimes he hated being so close in age to the older students here. He was in that stage of his life where he finaly ready to search for someone new. He hadn't really been in another relationship since the slytherin girl. He opened his eyes and turned his head a little to look towards the girl, all the while listening to the girl. "I'm sorry to here that.. about your parents. .not about your leg not hurting anymore. " The ravenclaw graduate closed his eyes once more.
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Post by Roxanne Maria Ashford on Aug 12, 2009 21:26:50 GMT -5
ROXANNE MARIA ASHFORD !!
She shrugged her shoulders and sighed leaning forward. She could only dream of her family being perfect, only ever dream her mum and dad where close. Why had her mother run off? Was it the stress of her and her sister, or was it something her father had done. Would she ever find out? Many things where kept un-said in her family. If something bad happened, she wouldn't share it with her family, that would be havoc for her and who ever she would share it with. She knew, not a lot about her family, nothing of her mothers side, because she was so young when she went. She was in deep thought and shook her head getting rid of the thoughts.
"Wasn't really a shock for me, it was easily seen by me and my sister, we just don't know why she left us."
[/b] She said and leaned against the tree. All this talking and sharing with him, she didn't know his name, and he didn't know hers. "I'm Roxanne Ashford." She said introducing herself properly, she smiled and looked at the water.[/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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