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-Weirdsister College Roleplay- 

FC: Alona Tal</description><title>Katie Bell</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @dontcallmegirly)</generator><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Someone call me little girl again?</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3c7w9yxni1run8q9o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3c7w9yxni1run8q9o2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Someone call me little girl again?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/22185359507</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/22185359507</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2012 05:51:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Nightmare #1</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The fire spread all over the place, bright claws of fire raking over the pitch, a heavy blackness hanging in the air. She felt like choking, the man standing in front of her laughing insanely. Down her arms and across her chest were long, shallow cuts, but she&amp;#8217;d been petrified, she couldn&amp;#8217;t move. The flames moved closer, swallowing up everything she could see, destroying the place she&amp;#8217;d always found freedom. The mans laughter turned to screams as the flames caught him, but Katie couldn&amp;#8217;t close her eyes and block it out. She was forced to watch as his skin blistered and he died from the fire he&amp;#8217;d set. She knew she was next. She knew that the fire was going to do the same thing to her. Her parents wouldn&amp;#8217;t be able to recognise her body. She&amp;#8217;d promise her daddy she&amp;#8217;d come home, and now she&amp;#8217;d never see him again. Before the fire got to her, the smoke clouded everything, and&amp;#8230;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Katie woke up with a start, coughing from the memories. She still had no idea how she&amp;#8217;d gotten out of there. But just as she&amp;#8217;d thought she&amp;#8217;d die, she&amp;#8217;d blacked out. Then hours later, after the war had ended, she&amp;#8217;d woken up, safe on the lawn, well away from any fires.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/22004871468</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/22004871468</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Apr 2012 17:54:00 -0400</pubDate><category>post war memories</category><category>post war</category><category>nightmares</category><category>katie bell</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m31qi0NCN61qjg0amo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m31qi0NCN61qjg0amo2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m31qi0NCN61qjg0amo3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m31qi0NCN61qjg0amo4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21819113456</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21819113456</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 20:57:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie laughed at that. “We’re not. I can make a team easily. It’s just hard to get permission to actually play games. It’s not exactly a friendly sport, and they already have the Agonies for their sport.” ((ooc: Duncan would know about the Agonies, and I’ll explain them later.)) She stretched a little in her seat before looking back at Duncan. “I’ve been begging the Beetle to let us play properly, but she keeps saying no. So I’m gonna try a teacher.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Duncan nodded. “Teacher would be better. They will probably let you… We could try Lupin.” He offered as the drinks were brought over. Duncan took a sip of his before looking around again. “Is it just me or does it seem like the stuff multiplies when I look away?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie nodded. &amp;#8220;Yeah, that&amp;#8217;s what I was thinking. He&amp;#8217;s a lot more relaxed. Or Mr Weasley. He&amp;#8217;s pretty cool.&amp;#8221; She knew the Weasleys pretty well, so she figured he might say yes. Especially as he&amp;#8217;d know his children would wanna play. At his question, she snorted. &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s not out of the question. People practice all the time around here.&amp;#8221; She nodded to another table, where a freshman was waving a wand under the table. &amp;#8220;As long as Elaine and Ben don&amp;#8217;t see it, it&amp;#8217;s fine.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21813586874</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21813586874</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 19:48:02 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie nodded. “The pasta is good.” She waved at Ben, and he walked over. &lt;em&gt;“Mud cake for you?”&lt;/em&gt; He laughed and she nodded. “Yep, and pasta for my friend. Uh… I’ll have my tea… Want something to drink Duncan?” She looked over at him as she asked.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Just some coca-cola please.” Duncan smiled as he put his elbow on the table, resting on his fist. “So, about Quidditch. There has to be some way we can come up with a team. We can’t be the only people to remember it.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie laughed at that. &amp;#8220;We&amp;#8217;re not. I can make a team easily. It&amp;#8217;s just hard to get permission to actually play games. It&amp;#8217;s not exactly a friendly sport, and they already have the Agonies for their sport.&amp;#8221; ((ooc: Duncan would know about the Agonies, and I&amp;#8217;ll explain them later.)) She stretched a little in her seat before looking back at Duncan. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ve been begging the Beetle to let us play properly, but she keeps saying no. So I&amp;#8217;m gonna try a teacher.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21808010272</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21808010272</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 18:34:40 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie shrugged. “Depends on how hungry you are. I’m getting the mud cake.” It was one of her favourites, so she’d treat herself. “Everything here tastes good though.” She loved it here, despite the appearances. But it summed up Elaine pretty well, so she’d gotten used to it.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Duncan finally opened the menu, spotting a pasta dish. “Pasta. Perfect. Then more practice later.” He laughed a bit before putting the menu down and looking around again. “So, any other need to know places around here?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie nodded. &amp;#8220;The pasta is good.&amp;#8221; She waved at Ben, and he walked over. &lt;em&gt;&amp;#8220;Mud cake for you?&amp;#8221;&lt;/em&gt; He laughed and she nodded. &amp;#8220;Yep, and pasta for my friend. Uh&amp;#8230; I&amp;#8217;ll have my tea&amp;#8230; Want something to drink Duncan?&amp;#8221; She looked over at him as she asked.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21773922743</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21773922743</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 04:07:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie grabbed the menus and handed him one. “It looks insane, I know. But it’s good.” She smiled and looked around. “Yeah, I guess I do. But I also grew up knowing Ben, and Elaine. She’s the owner.” She pointed towards a blonde hippie and the teen boy next to her. “And that’s her son. He’s a muggle, but he’s nice.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Duncan nodded a bit and waved back. “Oh, ok. What do you recommend?” He smiled a bit, still distracted by the interior to even open the menu he had taken from her hand. It was all pretty neat when you looked at it, but it was like something vomited everything into the room.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie shrugged. &amp;#8220;Depends on how hungry you are. I&amp;#8217;m getting the mud cake.&amp;#8221; It was one of her favourites, so she&amp;#8217;d treat herself. &amp;#8220;Everything here tastes good though.&amp;#8221; She loved it here, despite the appearances. But it summed up Elaine pretty well, so she&amp;#8217;d gotten used to it.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21773616016</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21773616016</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 03:52:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie laughed as he jumped. “Yeah, Dad works with them. And they know I wouldn’t skip class, so it’s fine.” She crossed the street and walked into Misery’s. The cafe was decked out in New Age kinda stuff, and Katie always thought it was the perfect place for students to hang. If strange things happened here, they were ignored, since Elaine believed in magic. Of course, all her beliefs were wrong, but it meant that students could get away with small displays of magic here. She led Duncan over to a table and sat down, waving over at Ben.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Duncan sat at the table, grinning wide. “Ok, so it looks… Interesting.” He looked around in wonder. Had he really never been here before? “So, you come often I guess?” It seemed like she knew plenty of people around here.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie grabbed the menus and handed him one. &amp;#8220;It looks insane, I know. But it&amp;#8217;s good.&amp;#8221; She smiled and looked around. &amp;#8220;Yeah, I guess I do. But I also grew up knowing Ben, and Elaine. She&amp;#8217;s the owner.&amp;#8221; She pointed towards a blonde hippie and the teen boy next to her. &amp;#8220;And that&amp;#8217;s her son. He&amp;#8217;s a muggle, but he&amp;#8217;s nice.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21773230279</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21773230279</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 03:32:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie nodded. “Can be a bit confusing. I’m a halfblood. Mum’s a witch, and Dad’s a muggle.” As soon as he mentioned peaceful, a police car drove past and turned it’s sirens on for a few seconds. She waved to it, recognising it as one of the guys that worked with Dad. “It’s usually pretty quiet, yeah. And Misery’s is just over there.” She nodded towards a place just up the road.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Duncan nodded and smiled. “Oh, ok. Not to much farther. Someone you knew?” He motioned to the car that passed, almost jumping out of his skin as it bleeped it’s sirens at them. “Will you get in trouble for not being in school?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie laughed as he jumped. &amp;#8220;Yeah, Dad works with them. And they know I wouldn&amp;#8217;t skip class, so it&amp;#8217;s fine.&amp;#8221; She crossed the street and walked into Misery&amp;#8217;s. The cafe was decked out in New Age kinda stuff, and Katie always thought it was the perfect place for students to hang. If strange things happened here, they were ignored, since Elaine believed in magic. Of course, all her beliefs were wrong, but it meant that students could get away with small displays of magic here. She led Duncan over to a table and sat down, waving over at Ben.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21772953045</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21772953045</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 03:19:04 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie smiled. “Hopefully you get to see him.” She couldn’t imagine not getting along with her dad. “Is he a wizard?” She smiled more at his question. “Yep. I’ve always lived in the same house. If I wasn’t at Hogwarts, I was here.” And she liked it that way. Hogwarts was home as well to her, but Cambridge was always going to be her favourite place.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Duncan nodded. “Both parents are. Though Mom is muggle born. So I that’s kind of confusing.” He looked around, noticing how nice the town actually was. “It seems so peaceful around here. Is it always like this? And how far is Misery’s?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie nodded. &amp;#8220;Can be a bit confusing. I&amp;#8217;m a halfblood. Mum&amp;#8217;s a witch, and Dad&amp;#8217;s a muggle.&amp;#8221; As soon as he mentioned peaceful, a police car drove past and turned it&amp;#8217;s sirens on for a few seconds. She waved to it, recognising it as one of the guys that worked with Dad. &amp;#8220;It&amp;#8217;s usually pretty quiet, yeah. And Misery&amp;#8217;s is just over there.&amp;#8221; She nodded towards a place just up the road.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21772797377</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21772797377</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 03:11:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie rolled her eyes. “I said ok, didn’t I?” She laughed a little. “Oh, it’s a rule of the school. I wanted to commute, but the Beetle said no. Big surprise there.” Katie could have sworn that the Beetle just wanted to make everyone’s lives miserable. “But it’s not so bad, I at least get to see my parents often. I’m real close to them.” Especially her dad.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Duncan smiled as he pulled a pocket watch from his pocket. “My dad is going to try and visit when he passes through. I think your lucky to have your parent’s close. So, you were raised here? Outside of Hogwarts, at least, right?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie smiled. &amp;#8220;Hopefully you get to see him.&amp;#8221; She couldn&amp;#8217;t imagine not getting along with her dad. &amp;#8220;Is he a wizard?&amp;#8221; She smiled more at his question. &amp;#8220;Yep. I&amp;#8217;ve always lived in the same house. If I wasn&amp;#8217;t at Hogwarts, I was here.&amp;#8221; And she liked it that way. Hogwarts was home as well to her, but Cambridge was always going to be her favourite place.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21772477024</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21772477024</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 02:57:56 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie smiled at him. “That’s understandable. My dad would have done the same thing, if he’d had a son.” She was extremely close to her dad, so she could respect that he’d been brought up a certain way. “You can just think of me as a guy though. Most people do.” No one had ever really treated her like a girl, probably because she didn’t want to be. She was tough, she didn’t need to be girly. And guys weren’t essential to her happiness. “Oh, it was my pleasure to drag you away from the books.” She didn’t spend as much time studying as she did practicing, but she did enough to pass.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Duncan laughed. “I do treat you like a guy. But I’m still paying.” He wasn’t going to let her talk him out of it and he nodded a bit. “I am glad you did. I am afraid I was looking at the book so long the words are still sitting in front of me. He looked over at her and smirked a bit. “So if you live close, why don’t you just commute to school? Or do you have to live there?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie rolled her eyes. &amp;#8220;I said ok, didn&amp;#8217;t I?&amp;#8221; She laughed a little. &amp;#8220;Oh, it&amp;#8217;s a rule of the school. I wanted to commute, but the Beetle said no. Big surprise there.&amp;#8221; Katie could have sworn that the Beetle just wanted to make everyone&amp;#8217;s lives miserable. &amp;#8220;But it&amp;#8217;s not so bad, I at least get to see my parents often. I&amp;#8217;m real close to them.&amp;#8221; Especially her dad.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21772075187</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21772075187</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 02:41:28 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie narrowed her eyes for a second when he mentioned paying. “Alright…” She said it hesitantly. She may not have experience with guys, but her friends did, and she hated to owe a guy. “Since we’re friends, and all.” She added that just as a precaution. She had nothing against Duncan, he was good looking and nice. But Katie didn’t date. She didn’t really know how to, for that matter.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Duncan smiled. “Friends, I promise. But I never let a girl pay if we are out. Simply the way my dad raised me.” He hoped he hadn’t offended her and was trying to keep things friendly between them. Something about her had ‘I will kill you just as soon as I turn my head’ written all over her, including her posture. She was cute, but she was WAY out of his league. “And you won’t owe me anything. If anything, I owe you for getting me outta my study haze.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie smiled at him. &amp;#8220;That&amp;#8217;s understandable. My dad would have done the same thing, if he&amp;#8217;d had a son.&amp;#8221; She was extremely close to her dad, so she could respect that he&amp;#8217;d been brought up a certain way. &amp;#8220;You can just think of me as a guy though. Most people do.&amp;#8221; No one had ever really treated her like a girl, probably because she didn&amp;#8217;t want to be. She was tough, she didn&amp;#8217;t need to be girly. And guys weren&amp;#8217;t essential to her happiness. &amp;#8220;Oh, it was my pleasure to drag you away from the books.&amp;#8221; She didn&amp;#8217;t spend as much time studying as she did practicing, but she did enough to pass.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21771811907</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21771811907</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 02:31:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie grinned. “Maybe. We are in different years though, so maybe not. Unless there’s a visiting lecturer.” Her shoulders stiffened up slightly when he asked that question. “I’m fine. The rumours were true though. In my seventh year, someone put me under the Imperius Curse, and I nearly died after touching a cursed necklace that day.” She said it blandly, always hating to have to talk about this. It still gave her nightmares, as did the final battle, but it was better to pretend it didn’t bother her anymore. “Worse things happened to some, I got lucky.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Duncan nodded a bit. “I’m sorry to have brought it up… I was just worried is all…” He still wondered about some of his old teammates. “I hope you don’t mind, but I insist that I pay for our food. I can’t be taking a friend out and not pay.” He honestly meant it, hoping this wouldn’t make her feel like he had to pay her back. But at this moment in time, he would treat her as he treated every other girl, no matter how scary she was.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie narrowed her eyes for a second when he mentioned paying. &amp;#8220;Alright&amp;#8230;&amp;#8221; She said it hesitantly. She may not have experience with guys, but her friends did, and she hated to owe a guy. &amp;#8220;Since we&amp;#8217;re friends, and all.&amp;#8221; She added that just as a precaution. She had nothing against Duncan, he was good looking and nice. But Katie didn&amp;#8217;t date. She didn&amp;#8217;t really know how to, for that matter.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21771450426</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21771450426</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 02:18:08 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie nodded. “They’ve got both. And both are great.” She smiled at him. “Taking DADA, History of Magic and Applications of Magic. I’m only here cos Mum begged me to go to college. I’m not planning of using any of those after college.” She was going to be a Quidditch player, of course. “What classes are you taking?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Duncan had to think about it a moment. “I am taking &lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;History of Magic, Transfiguration, Applications of Magic, Defense against the Dark Arts. Who know, I might see you in some classes.” He smiled, putting his hands in his hoodie pocket. It wasn’t cold out, but he was feeling like it was a hoodie kinda day. “I do have to ask… Are you ok… I heard some strange rumors that you were hit with some pretty bad mojo when you were… You know…” He hated bringing up the war, but it might be his only chance to get her alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie grinned. &amp;#8220;Maybe. We are in different years though, so maybe not. Unless there&amp;#8217;s a visiting lecturer.&amp;#8221; Her shoulders stiffened up slightly when he asked that question. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m fine. The rumours were true though. In my seventh year, someone put me under the Imperius Curse, and I nearly died after touching a cursed necklace that day.&amp;#8221; She said it blandly, always hating to have to talk about this. It still gave her nightmares, as did the final battle, but it was better to pretend it didn&amp;#8217;t bother her anymore. &amp;#8220;Worse things happened to some, I got lucky.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21770635949</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21770635949</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 01:51:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2t2r8vqZH1rrbb3do1_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2t2r8vqZH1rrbb3do2_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2t2r8vqZH1rrbb3do3_250.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21674172413</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21674172413</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 18:47:14 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie shrugged. “All sorts of different foods, depending on how hungry you are. And yeah, muggle muggle. Lots of students sneakily use magic though. As long as you aren’t caught, there’s no problem.” She didn’t use magic outside the school unless she had no choice though.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Duncan nodded, thinking a minute. “What about drinks? Tell me they have hot cocoa? Or coffee.” He hadn’t had a good cup in what felt like years. “So what classes are you taking this year?” She was a Sophomore, he believes.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie nodded. &amp;#8220;They&amp;#8217;ve got both. And both are great.&amp;#8221; She smiled at him. &amp;#8220;Taking DADA, History of Magic and Applications of Magic. I&amp;#8217;m only here cos Mum begged me to go to college. I&amp;#8217;m not planning of using any of those after college.&amp;#8221; She was going to be a Quidditch player, of course. &amp;#8220;What classes are you taking?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21628511766</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21628511766</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 23:41:57 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie laughed. “I grew up around here. My parents live 5 minutes away. But Misery’s is a cafe that a lot of students seem to go to. It’s strange, but good. Me and the girls go often.” She smiled, thinking about both her parents and her girls. She spent most of her time with the girls, since she didn’t usually get along with any other girls.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Nice to know. What all do they serve? And by muggle you mean muggle muggle, right?” Which meant no magic, which normally would be ok with him.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie shrugged. &amp;#8220;All sorts of different foods, depending on how hungry you are. And yeah, muggle muggle. Lots of students sneakily use magic though. As long as you aren&amp;#8217;t caught, there&amp;#8217;s no problem.&amp;#8221; She didn&amp;#8217;t use magic outside the school unless she had no choice though.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21627493516</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21627493516</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 23:24:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie put her broom in the cupboard, putting a hex on it so if anyone touched it, their hand would blister from burns. “Not fair.” She started walking, figuring Duncan would easily be able to keep up with her quick pace.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Duncan hid his broom in the back before moving to catch up with speaking again. “I do want to know how it is that you found this place. Good food is always high on my list of need to knows.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie laughed. &amp;#8220;I grew up around here. My parents live 5 minutes away. But Misery&amp;#8217;s is a cafe that a lot of students seem to go to. It&amp;#8217;s strange, but good. Me and the girls go often.&amp;#8221; She smiled, thinking about both her parents and her girls. She spent most of her time with the girls, since she didn&amp;#8217;t usually get along with any other girls. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21626165655</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21626165655</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 23:03:06 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Quidditch time</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie laughed and nodded. “Yeah, actually, I am.” She swooped down to the ground, dismounting and jumping to the floor a few feet above the ground. “Misery’s?” The cafe may be a little strange for a muggle cafe, but it had good food, and she was hungry.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Sounds great to me. Let’s go.” He made his way to the ground, putting the ball up before closing the box quickly. “So, how far is this place?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Katie put her broom in the cupboard, putting a hex on it so if anyone touched it, their hand would blister from burns. &amp;#8220;Not fair.&amp;#8221; She started walking, figuring Duncan would easily be able to keep up with her quick pace.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21625099600</link><guid>http://dontcallmegirly.tumblr.com/post/21625099600</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Apr 2012 22:47:09 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
