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Post by scorpius hyperion malfoy on May 10, 2011 21:36:38 GMT -5
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Scorpius walked down the long dark alley way that lead to Knockturn alley with confidence in his step, to show he didn’t care what freaks wandered these streets, he was better them all of them. He ran a hand through his platinum blond hair and budged past a group of old dirty witches who stared at him lovingly like he was a god or male model, which he should be anyway.
“Hello handsome, what brings you here?” One croaked with her nasty yellow teeth flashing Scorpius’s way.
A bit of shopping miss that is all
[/b] He smirked to the old hag, and with a blush of her cheeks she made a move for him but he quickly ducked out of the way and continued down the streets. He was used to this sort of thing; after all he was a beautiful man. He was stopped once again by a small frightened child running into his legs; Scorpius sneered and shoved the kid in the direction of the alley that would lead him back to Diagon alley. Just keep going straight kid, if you miss the exit then you deserve to be stuck down here, idiot[/b] The boy nodded quickly and ran off. He didn’t know he could see so much fear in one person, was this place really that scary? He looked around Knockturn alley, to the average tourist this wouldn’t be a destination on their tour but when you are Scorpius and took many trips here with your parents, it wasn’t so scary anymore. It was like Diagon alley to the regular folks. Scorpius walked into a small antique store, a bell ringing as he stepped in and he had a look around. Dusted piled on top of everything and his eyes fell on a crystal ball with a iron base shaped in a snake form with red rubies coating the snake, he had remembered his mother taking fancy to this antique last time they were here, and being the loving son he was he decided to purchase it for her. Maybe this would keep him out of trouble or a few weeks, or even allow him to pick out his own clothes for once. Once purchasing the antique from a small hunched back man, he headed out again into the filthy streets, the package under his arm. With time to kill and no place of importance to be yet, he continued walking down the narrow streets of Knockturn alley until coming upon a rusted bench. He took a seat and watched people walk, some limp, by him. Some recognized him and bowed slightly and greeted him, “Good afternoon Mr. Malfoy” He would simply nod in their direction and say nothing more, Scorpius’s wicked attitude was what made him a Malfoy after all. [/COLOR] speaking speaking speakingthoughts thoughts thoughts[/size] [/blockquote][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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SHORT BUT IT GETS THE BALL ROLLIN' !
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Post by auden loraine yaxley on May 15, 2011 12:42:16 GMT -5
theres a thunder in our hearts baby  so much hate for the ones we love TAG: SCORPIUS OUTFIT: HERE ONE LAST THING: 541 WORDS
Tilting the box sideways, tapping it slightly with a delicate index finger to maneuver out one of the cigarettes carefully, Auden ignored the disproving look she was currently receiving from a witch standing near her, with a small little boy in tow. Auden was more then aware that smoking was somewhat of a nasty habit, but she wasn't going quit that particular guilty pleasure just because some aging hag was giving her the stink eye. Slotting the cigarette between her lips Auden held it there for a moment as she dug in her purse for a lighter. She could just light her smokes with her wand, but there was something lacking and awkward in doing so, at least for the young woman. It was just so much more satisfying click the lighter with her thumb and touching the flame to the tip of the cigarette. Inhaling slowly, Auden winked at the woman, grinning cheekily. The affronted expression on the witch's face was priceless and Auden laughed softly, moving away.
Strolling down the street, Auden moved with no particular destination in mind. It was a nice day, and the woman had money in her pocket, the sun shining down and time to kill. It was the perfect day for some window shopping, and yet for some reason Auden had turned down into Knockturn Alley. Everyone knew the best shopping was in the heart of London, not in this dingy alley, but Knockturn had for some reason attracted her that day. The shops here weren't exactly things that Auden would buy herself, but there was no denying that everything was much more interesting down her. The people that usually lurked along the walls of the storefronts were the type of people that your parents warned you about, but the wares they pushed made up for their general demeanor. Pausing to peruse a sidewalk cart of cursed jewelry so a moment or two, Auden continued along her way.
The young girl was attracting looks, but that was nothing new. Auden was more then aware that she was a good looking girl, and though she didn't go out of her way to flaunt her lucky set of genetics, she did put some pride and care into her appearance. It was no help that her father had been able to put their name back on the map, and any Yaxley face was now a recognizable face in the public eye. Rolling her eyes as a man catcalled her from across the street, whistling and jeering as she passed Auden exhale a puff of smoke in irritation. Normally she was able to just ignore the crowd, but it did wear on her after while.
Just as she was about to turn back around and head into Diagon Alley a familiar face caught her eye. Or, a familiar head, actually. It was impossible to mistake that head of blonde hair for anyone else then the Malfoy heir, and Auden grinned, moving through the crowds of people to sneak up around the back of the bench. "Boo." Leaning over the back of the bench with a soft laugh Auden pressed a chaste kiss to the boy's cheek, ruffling his hair gently with her free hand.
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Post by scorpius hyperion malfoy on Jun 20, 2011 10:16:30 GMT -5
I'M THE NEW CANCER [/B][/size][/font][/size] •• N E V E R • L O O K E D • B E T T E R ••[/i] A N D Y O U C A N ' T S T A N D I T- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/center]
Scorpius sat peacefully on the bench watching odd and less than attractive witches and wizards walk by him as he thought about his coming 7th year at Hogwarts. He remembered first year, holding his mother’s hand as they walked to the platform and did not exactly believe that you had to walk through a wall to get to the train. Now being of seventeen years old he had taken himself to the platform, his mother and father were much too busy to be bothered with yet another year of waving and kisses, not that he wanted that anyway. Scorpius was very much an independent person and was far better off getting things done on his own instead of waiting for others to do it and do it wrong.
Some old man scuffed Scorpius’s shoe as he walked by and with a glare from Scorpius the old man ran off apologizing the whole way until he was out of ear shot. Scorpius huffed and brought his foot up to rest on his knee as he cleaned off his very expensive shoes that had been hand made in Ireland, a gift from his uncle for his seventeenth birthday. In a little less than a year Scorpius would be done with the school he had called home for seven years, and off into the real world to do even he had no idea. His father always told him he wanted him to become an auror, or minister of magic but how likely was that? Scorpius had gone through seven years having a very little idea of what he wanted to do, and he still didn’t know. He had always thought of becoming a teacher at Hogwarts, perhaps potions or dark arts, but his father had higher expectations for him, which left teacher at the bottom of the page.
Scorpius felt cursed and blessed in many ways and dearly he wanted to please his parents, but now that he was old enough to think for himself and see what is out there, he wanted to do it on his own. So the farther Scor tried to get from his parents, the closer they pulled him in. Scorpius set his foot back to the ground and sighed softly as thoughts continued to race through his head. But they came to a sudden stop when he heard a soft feminine voice behind him and felt a pair of warm lips on his cheek. He turned around to see Auden behind him and he gave her a slick smile. “Hello beautiful”
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MY MUSE IS GETTING BACK FROM A LONG VACATION !
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Post by auden loraine yaxley on Jun 22, 2011 17:53:57 GMT -5
theres a thunder in our hearts baby so much hate for the ones we love TAG: SCORPIUS OUTFIT: HERE ONE LAST THING: 541 WORDS Catching the look of annoyance that passed briefly over his face when Auden touched her hair, Audie chuckled softly. Resisting the urge to ruffle the golden locks against merely for the purpose of seeing what kind of reaction she would be able to bring from him, Auden shifted, moving around the bench and taking a seat next to her friend. Twisting to face him, sitting sideways on the wooden bench Auden looked him over quickly, grinning. "Where have you been hiding yourself, Malfoy?" Their families had been friends for generations, and Auden couldn't remember a time when the Malfoy clan hadn't been a prominent part in her life. Their father's were close friends, and their wives had been to bond as well, perhaps over the fact that they had both married such similar men. During her childhood, Auden hadn't never really spent much time with the Malfoy heir. Being the only female in the girl she was constantly pushed to the side as her elder brothers took the main stage in whatever adventure they were planning for that day. Auden had always been vying for attention within the group, but it wasn't until she had stopped trying to she had really begun to spend time with Scorpius.
When school had started Auden branched out from her brothers, the new pool of peers allowing her peruse her own interest and not have to fight for any bit of attention. Instead of competing, Auden was just being herself, and that was when the pair started to click. It was nice to have a male companion to talk to, one that wasn't related to her, and their conversations were always a nice change of pace from the mindless gossip and babble that Auden usually endured with her female friends. Running a hand through her own hair, tousling the heavy locks absent mindedly Auden considered his question, before shrugging at her query.
"Boredom. I haven't had much to do lately. All my friends seem to be spending their summers abroad, leaving little old me all to my lonesome. What about you?" Auden did not deal well with boredom, constantly restless and searching for a way to spend her time. That boundless energy and thirst for adventure seemed to constantly land the young Slytherin in trouble, not that he fact bothered her. You only lived once, right? And she planned on enjoying it while she could. Dangling the thin cigarette from her lips Auden exhaled gently, taking care not to blow the smoke towards Scorpius face. It had been a while since the two had talked, and Auden was genuinely curious about what the young man had been up too lately. Usually, whatever it was promised a good time, and Auden had no qualms of taking advantage of her friend's good fortune to find a little entertainment. "Anything exciting up that well tailored sleeve of yours?" Auden smirked, arching an eyebrow delicately.
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