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Getting out bed (open) Jan 26, 2013 19:33:16 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2013 19:33:16 GMT -8

Speck was not as social but she had been laying within the bed within going over conversation her head. She started to draft off to sleep liked it was naturally thing to do since it was quiet night and it was natural thing to do that is and what not when it came to some stuff liked that with other people would not understand it.She made sister vow to her not say word about what happened at home.

There was quiet she was treat liked crap and what not as she was laying in bed she rolled over she did just that she saw her biological mother in her dream healthy and smiling at her on swing outside pushing her on the swing on swing then dream went badly to the worst when she saw her step mother in window watching them with glared with what she saw in the window. That as she was laying in bed she saw her step mother stabbed her biological mother. Then she saw the blood within the dream she was having when her mother fall down on the ground. Her eyes looking straight at her as she saw her daughter.

"NO." She let out this horrible yelling out in dream before she saw the women leer down at Speck she let out horrible scream as she saw the women come down on her and then she woke up. It was wonder that she did not wake her housemate in middle of night with the noise. She decides to get up considering the fact she did not want to bother the others adage in the dream quietly moved taking a book from the bookshelf.

I want let you go. I want you near because I miss you with all my heart. I want to be in your arms I want it way it was before. I like reality of dream at least then I can be with you in the dream. She went on write and then she close the book and what not when it came to such thing. She leaned back in chair she just seat there tried to make herself comfortable in the chair she was seating in.

She closed her eyes just briefly and then she set up again to glance up as she thought she heard a noise but she glance back down at her notebook as she wrote some poetry words she was creative in express her pain through poems but she never openly say what she thought that is. It was badly but she had her way but she did not say because of what her step mother did to her out of fear.

She misses her biological mother she was dead but she hate her step mother she seemed quiet about the ordeal. She just want to get through the year without anyone separation her sister. After all she has done already lost her brother to the stepmother he was kill by her and the vow not say word about it. She was quiet that is looking over she thought she heard a door open glance over where she heard the voice sound.

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Getting out bed (open) Jan 28, 2013 12:57:59 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Jan 28, 2013 12:57:59 GMT -8

The back of a black dinner jacket with the white collar of a white smiling over the top was the first thing anyone saw as Ezio back into the Ravenclaw Common Room. He grunted as he hit his head slightly in the top of the door frame, forgetting to duck his head. He rubbed it, messing up his already messy black locks as he turned and closed the door behind him. The Italian boy was sneaking back into his bed long after curfew, and ‘why’ was he doing this, you might ask. Because while he’d had permission to be out late, he didn’t have permission to be out until four in the morning, that was for sure; anything more than that and he wasn’t about to tell you.

Alright maybe a little bit of telling would be alright. After his monthly dinner with his father, Ezio had dropped by a hidden gambling ring, got into an argument for no real reason that he could see with Joram before leaving. After that he was stopped in the corridors by Siobhan, the Hufflepuff seventh year prefect, and had just now gotten back to the Ravenclaw wing.

He stopped dead in his tracks when he stopped the fifth year. Maybe she was asleep; no she was looking right at him. Well maybe she was blind? Don’t be silly,[/color] he chide himself. Her eyes are completely normal.[/color] He gave her a small smile. Oh what was her name? Something Lefroy, wasn’t it? As Ezio watched her more, he noticed that she didn’t really seem to want to be awake, and in fact it looked as though she had had a good fright not too long ago. He moved to sit in a chair near her. ”Are you alright?”[/color] The six foot chaser asked. He was always concerned when it came to those of his own house, it’s just who he was, but he suppose all the houses where like that except the Slytherins who were only out for themselves. ”You’re called Speck aren't you? What’s your real first name,”[/color] he asked gently.

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Getting out bed (open) Jan 28, 2013 13:54:10 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Jan 28, 2013 13:54:10 GMT -8

She stilled had her nightgown she forgot to put on some day clothes for whatever reason. The reason was simple she should be in bed asleep what else could she say about it was writing Oh darn maybe she should brush her hair to do that with her head.

She just thought she heard a noise and well her naturally reaction was to look to see where it was that is the noise came from. Then her expression slightly change at first she thought she woke him up after she let out that scream in her sleep. She puzzled over the matter if she did the expression on his face.

She could be honest to him right to certain point. But she would not tell him all about her home life."I''m okay. I just had a nightmare. If I woke you up with my scream I am sorry." She told him not sure if she did apology in hope he understood."My first name is Speck. My middle name is Harley."She told the boy as she seemed study boy tried to guess the boy name as the two continue to talk to one another".Your Ezio aren't you?"

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Getting out bed (open) Jan 31, 2013 6:29:59 GMT -8 via the ProBoards App

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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2013 6:29:59 GMT -8

Ezio sighed. Nightmares could really be horrible. He still had nightmares about his brother's suicide sometimes. Recently they had been taking on the forms of his friends though. He had once dreamed of Mikael taking a gun to himself. Ezio had woken up to Mikael hovering over him, his wand tip lit and concern on his face. He had shared his dream with his friend in the privacy of the empty common room.

"I'm sorry to hear about your dream. Do you write them down in that journal?"[/color] He gestured to the book in her hands. Ezio had never thought to write a dream journal, but maybe it was a good idea. He stood up and took his jacket off, putting it around her shoulders. "I think you should get back to bed though. You wouldn't want to fall alseep in your classes would you?"[/b He wasn't trying to be rude, but if truth be told, Ezio himself was very tired and hehhad to be up early to get his work out in and he still had a Defense Against the Dark Arts essay to finish.

Tonight had been a long night for Ezio, between dinner with his father and the walk around school with Siobhan, he was really ready to fall into his four poster bed. He really wasn't sure what to thinking about that girl yet. He wasn't as skilled as some at speaking with girls. Most of his life he'd only had male friends, so he always seemed to come off as stiff and formal when spewing with most girls. The only exception to this rule was his childhood friend, Chloe. The Italian boy smiled tohimsepf in his head while his face remained unchanged. While Mikael may have brushed off Ezio being absent from the common room that night, but Ted would most certianly pester him with questions the next morning. He knew they would have waited up for him to come back from dinner with his father and clearly had gone to bed when he didn't show up.

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Getting out bed (open) Jan 31, 2013 18:25:23 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Jan 31, 2013 18:25:23 GMT -8

Speck watched him he seemed to sigh. It must been relief that it was not really bad right.That what had frightened her had not been from reality but something that could scared might been something that was so unreal. Dream where something sometime people could not control she could not control the dream she had that is.

No she never thought of writing down the actually dream. She just wrote poetry something that she got feeling from dream. But it was poetry that is nothing about the dream she never written it because if she wrote down she would be depression she just want to forget about the dream. She had too many problems such as her brother being murder in front of her.

She swore to her stepmother that she would not say word to anyone but she never did. Some time when she wrote she had gotten quiet once again."No I never thought of writing them down. I just want to forget about them." Then he puts jacket on him wow that was sweet of him to do that for her. Again she felt badly if she woke him up it was never intend to wake up such a gentleman. She knew she should be getting back to bed. But what if it happened she has a nightmare again and wakes other house mate up again. "I know I should go bed. But what if I have another nightmare I might wake the other up." She was some what kind maybe a bit considers of others what could be said.

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Getting out bed (open) Feb 7, 2013 8:34:19 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Feb 7, 2013 8:34:19 GMT -8

Ezio smiled gently at her. Sometimes he felt that it was rare in this world to find anyone, no matter their blood status, who actually gave a real damn about those around them; Speck seemed to. He stood up and held put his hand to help her up. He knew what it was like to wake up in a cold sweat, shaking from head to toe, and afraid to close his eyes for fear the image would reappear. It happened less frequently now a days, but there was a time when he woke up almost every night. ”I know what you mean about not wanting to remember and only wanting to forget.”[/color]

”I’ll make you a deal,”[/color] the Ravenclaw prefect said. ”You got back to bed, and don’t worry if you wake up your roommates. But if you do wake up, you feel free to come find me in my dorm. I sleep right next to the door in the left, so I’m hard to miss.”[/color] For some reason it never crossed his mind that others might think it odd to have a fifth year coming into his dorm in the middle of the night. For Ezio, this was just part of who he was, someone who gave his help to those he deemed worthy. Of course it didn’t hurt that she was also in his house now did it.

Ezio walked her towards the girls dorms, going as far as he could since boys weren’t allowed in girls dorms, usually. But being a prefect did come with some perks. He escorted her to the door that would lead back to her own dorm. ”Goodnight Speck. Try to sleep and remember, if you need to, come see me. I won’t mind.”[/color] He gave her a short bow and then turned to head back to his own room.

(Sorry for ending it like that...I just didn't know where else to go with it)

Last Edit: Feb 7, 2013 8:34:59 GMT -8 by Deleted