Harry Potter: From The Ashes [ Arcanum & Codexa]
<h1 id="title">Elliquiy Role Playing Forums</h1>
		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Exotic Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Codexa on 28-10-2016, 02:51:09</h2>
		<dl id="posts">
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Harry Potter: From The Ashes [ Arcanum &amp; Codexa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Codexa</strong> on <strong>28-10-2016, 02:51:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/P1VrBO9.png)</div><br><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/Zu5fVJB.gif)</div><br><div align="center"><em>"We must ALL face the choice, between what is right, and what is easy." - Dumbledore</em><br></div><br><br><br><div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/uozAXpT.jpg?1)</div></td><td><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/Bm9PUUr.jpg)</div></td><td><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/ArZhv4c.jpg)</div></td><td><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/eYdlEwK.jpg)</div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/Q2no5Kr.png)</div></td><td><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/Q2no5Kr.png)</div></td><td><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/Q2no5Kr.png)</div></td><td><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/Q2no5Kr.png)</div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Charlotte Wilde</strong><br>Sixth Year | Gryffindor</span></div></td><td><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Phoebe Rosier</strong><br>Sixth Year | Slytherin</span></div></td><td><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Angelus Greengrass</strong><br>Slytherin | Sixth Year</span></div></td><td><div align="center"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Cyrus Yaxley</strong><br>Slytherin | Sixth Year</span></div></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Harry Potter: From The Ashes [ Arcanum &amp; Codexa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InnocentSynn</strong> on <strong>28-01-2017, 23:20:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Welcoming Feast of 1968 was over and the students were slowly starting to disperse towards their respective Houses.&nbsp; Normally, it fell to the Prefects of their respective Houses to guide the new First Years to their House and in most Houses, that was exactly what was happening.&nbsp; However, in the Slytherin House, one would notice that it was only the Fifth and Seventh Year students that were handling this task.&nbsp; And anyone that would wonder where the Sixth Year Prefects were wouldn't have to look far.&nbsp; They, along with one other Sixth Year Slytherin, had positioned themselves up on a set of stairs and were talking and laughing a little bit.&nbsp; The three of them were Cyrus Yaxley, Phoebe Rosier, the female Prefect, and Angelus Greengrass, the male Prefect.&nbsp; Collectively, they were more or less known as the Leaders of their House and it was more or less accepted that they were only going to do tasks that they felt like doing and nothing else.&nbsp; And right now, they didn't feel like dealing with First Years.<br><br><strong>"So my father approaches Uncle Matthew and before he can get there, my Uncle collapses into the fountain, passed out,"</strong> Cyrus was saying from his seat on the railing, <strong>"But my father was still close enough to have the front of his brand new robes completely soaked with water.&nbsp; I haven't seen him that upset since the time we accidentally turned that House Elf into a goat and let it wander the Mansion without letting him know about it."</strong>&nbsp; This memory, coupled with the retelling of the story of what had happened at a Yaxley family gathering over the summer, had the other two laughing.&nbsp; Even Cyrus was chuckling and he had been there and had a chance to process the whole happening.&nbsp; All of them likely had stories about their summers, even though they had seen each other here and there at various Pureblood gatherings or just different opportunities that they'd taken to hang out.&nbsp; But this was probably the first time they'd been together as a group without their parents and other older Purebloods hovering over them and thus their first chance to really tell the stories.<br><br>The three of them were all prominent members of highly respected families, but of the three, it was Angelus who was considered by most to be the leader.&nbsp; The Greengrass family was one of the most powerful, influential, and wealthy families in Britain and Angelus was Heir.&nbsp; Which meant that, when the time came, he would take over the Family and be expected to guide it forward with an eye towards increasing it's power and wealth.&nbsp; And he had been raised with that knowledge in mind, leading most to view him as snobbish given his tendency to refuse to deal with anyone that he didn't see as beneficial to his eventual status.&nbsp; And while he would deal with most Purebloods, his closest friends were unquestionably Cyrus and Phoebe, whose families were in close alliances with his and thus, they had spent most of their childhoods around each other.&nbsp; The end result was a pretty solid friendship between them that often cause trouble for others.<br><br>Just as Angelus was going to say something, a group of students came around the corner and towards the staircase they were sitting on.&nbsp; And all of them bore the Gryffindor Crest on their robes.&nbsp; At this, the trio smirked at each other a little bit.&nbsp; They had intentionally left the Feast a few minutes early so they could arrive here and wait for the Gryffindors to arrive so they could mess with them.&nbsp; Cyrus was the first one to stand up, a broad smirk on his face as he looked at the group, led by the Gryffindor Prefects, most of whom saw the trio on the steps and could be seen mentally bracing themselves as they prepared to try and keep the 1st years, who were right behind them, out of the line of fire, as it were.&nbsp; Of course, this only encouraged the trio, who saw their bracing as an admission of intimidation.&nbsp; This wasn't surprising since, in addition to all three of them being politically well connected through their families, all three were extremely talented with their spells, each of them having their own style in duels, which made them a dangerous threat should wands come into play.<br><br><strong>"Well, well, look at this, Angelus, Phoebe,"</strong> Cyrus started in a rather snide voice, <strong>"It looks like lions have shown up at last.&nbsp; I was beginning to worry that they had gotten lost, which wouldn't really be a big shock given how idiotic they generally are."</strong>&nbsp; He paused as his eyes looked over the rather small first years, most of whom looked a bit scared and were trying to avoid being noticed by the three older students, especially since, for the most part, the older students in their house seemed to be loath to say or do anything.&nbsp; <strong>"Not especially impressive lot for them this year,"</strong> Cyrus continued, <strong>"What do you think, Angelus?&nbsp; Anything worth noting?"</strong>&nbsp; At this, Angelus stood up and was several inches taller than Cyrus and looked at the group with a cold, almost emotionless look at was more intimidating than the smirk Cyrus wore.&nbsp; <em>"Not much worth noting here,"</em> he finally said, <em>"But then again, if they were worth anything, they'd be sorted into Slytherin from the outset.&nbsp; Let me give you new kids a bit of advice.&nbsp; Keep your mouths shut and don't step out of line.&nbsp; Otherwise, you'll attract attention.&nbsp; And you do not want our attention.....do they?"</em><br><br>At this, he started to stare down the Seventh Year Prefects from Gryffindor, making it clear that he wasn't afraid of them.&nbsp; However, unfortunately for the Gryffindors, they weren't having much luck in showing that they weren't afraid of him.&nbsp; In fact, it was very clear that the Seventh Year Prefects were very much afraid of him, refusing to meet his stare as he stood in front of them, staring at them as if daring them to man or woman up to him.&nbsp; And that, in of itself, was sending a very, very loud message.....
			</dd>
		</dl>
		<div id="footer" class="smalltext">
			
			<span class="smalltext" style="display: inline; visibility: visible; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=credits" title="Simple Machines Forum" target="_blank" class="new_win">SMF 2.0.19</a> |
 <a href="https://www.simplemachines.org/about/smf/license.php" title="License" target="_blank" class="new_win">SMF © 2021</a>, <a href="https://www.simplemachines.org" title="Simple Machines" target="_blank" class="new_win">Simple Machines</a>
			</span>
		</div>