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Post by PHINEAS AJAX PAKARINEN on Oct 2, 2014 14:48:13 GMT 8
Look here, what Do you see?
Are You Looking Forward to Get Tangle Up in Me?
Phineas Ajax Pakarinen
AGE & BIRTHDAY
Eighteen born 31-Dec-2005
Slytherin Graduate, Spell Damage Healer
Ten inches, dragon heart strings, blue spruce.
Valko a bull terrier
Average skill in non-verbal magic.
Tell me who you are,
I'm sure you're some kind of superstar.
The ratty old hat sinks low over his blue eyes, and for that moment it is as if he is alone, even though he is in a room filled with people waiting to hear just where the hat will place him. It is the day he has been waiting for since he can remember, always tagging along to the platform his hand clutched tight to mother's as one by one Annelise, Cordelia, and Eleonora took their leave all returning in robes of green and silver. Eleonora, the youngest of his three sisters often teased him in the dark, told him he would be sorted into hufflepuff and mummy and daddy wouldn't love their precious little boy anymore, something he actually grew to fear. His finger go white as they clutch to the stool, the hats words scrutinizing and nitpicking every fiber of his being, his flaws, his weaknesses, but also his strengths. It digs and digs pointing out things her never even knew about himself, then finally after what felt like ages he hears it cry out, SLYTHERIN! he lets out the breath he'd been holding before making his way to the table were his sisters sat clapping, and of course as he passes he gives the youngest of them a smug grin, after all he was no hufflepuff.
He first met her over tea dregs, he'd not meant to sign up for the class after all what good would divinations do him? She takes forever to read his cup speaking of silly things such as love and happiness, to him it was just silly old tea dregs. In the end she is the only reason he manages an Acceptable, and while he refuses to take another year of the pointless class that was not the last he saw of her. At fourteen he sits among his peers in the green lit room, there is talk of the past and honor, about right and wrong. It is the first time he hears Annelise talk about where their parents stood when the Dark Lord took over the school, how their father's brother died fighting for his cause. It was strange to hear talk of the past and war, a concept he couldn't even imagine, life was simple for them there was no worry, not like before.
His father, Kristoffer Pakarinen, a Durmstrang alumnus had told told stories of his brother before. Stories about how they were raised knowing they were above others simply because their blood was pure. Sometimes his father spoke down upon his mother, Lisbetta simply because she was educated in a school with standards so low they actually allowed mudbloods into their walls. There was always such pride in his father's voice when recanting the old days, but all it did was leave him confused. He hears the same pride in Annelise's as she recants his father's words.
For months the little chat lingers in his mind, eating away at him for reasons he cannot explain. He lay with his head upon her lap, the pile of books and the silence surrounding them as they sit upon the floor in the library. She is so different from most everyone else he knows, she doesn't care about his blood purity, she doesn't care that the sorting hat thought he was best suited for Slytherin, he almost feels embarrassed that he was terrified of being sorted into Hufflepuff house when he learns that was the house of her father and her twin brother, she sheds light on so many things for him. As the days past he could feel their bond growing stronger, so often he wished that they had more classes with one another so he could spend even more time with her.
He wrote to her that entire summer, complained about having to take the floo to come see her and lamented about how he could not wait for the day they could learn to Apparate and do magic without getting a warning from the Ministry. The night before the trip to King's Cross he cannot sleep, though he has seen her a few weeks ago he knows soon he will be riding in a cart seated beside her on their way to the castle were he can see her whenever he wants, or at least more than he could over the summer, the thoughts fill his stomach with butterflies. So when they did find themselves back at Hogwarts he knew something was changing between them, something wonderful. He tried three times to talk to her about it, three times he tried to explain what he felt for her and three times he fell quiet and gave some statement about how he needed help on his runes. He took to quill and parchment to tell her the truth, about how he couldn't think about anyone else like he did her, how she could make his stomach tie up in knots and leave him speechless. His fingers trembled as he slipped the letter into her knapsack, and as he walked away he had to resist the urge to run back and take it before she could read it. She came to him after dinner that night, asking if he would walk her to Ravenclaw tower, it was the first time they had walked so quietly with one another, but halfway through he felt the warmth of her hand slipping into his, and he knew that somehow she was going to be something wonderful for him.
The last few years at school went on just like every other, with her help he stayed on course to finish with higher marks than he thought he could get, he'd decided to train as a healer rather then work in the ministry as his father wanted. He wanted to do something helpful with his life. But there was something important he had to do after finishing school, he wasted little time in asking her to marry him, while young he was sure that she was the one, perhaps it was foolish of him to think that destiny was in their stars, that maybe her silly tea cup reading had been right and this was it the love she foresaw. His mother seemed as if she was going to kill him when he told her that he was going to be married, both their parents thought them too young to be making such a choice for themselves but he didn't see it that way. Truth be told all he saw was a happy and bright future ahead of himself, and she was there with him. But sometimes the future just doesn't work out they way it's planned.
He was quick to move out of the family manor and in to a small flat with his fiancée as tensions had been high since he'd announced his engagement. His father had threatened to disown him simply because he asked someone of lesser blood to marry him, surely when news came of a child, a child that would taint the family name, he would be thrown out of the family. He loved his bride-to-be, she'd opened his eyes so much, he could not just shut them and go back to live the pureblood life his father wanted for him, especially not now. But he had to try and make things right, try and make them understand. But he didn't know how.
Is anyone down to try and revitalize this place? Or move over to a new forum and start threading. It's been rough go but I have a working computer again, not one of the ability to fully customize a site at the moment but will very soon, but I am at least
I don't think I am able to manage a whole ass site at the moment, or any writing, cause I am now in Japan and running my own business to live here. But I would love to write with you all again someday when I am more settled~ (I am just not sure when)
I am not crazy about managing another proboards either. But if you guys want to do writing, you can still do it. Screw the templates and stuffs if you are lazy. This will always be a safe space or any of you who wants to write
Paige! I think we're happy sticking here so we don't abandon what we have. I think we're just going to be sticking around here and definitely even if you don't feel like writing come and chat when we're here! Miss you!
I miss you toooooooo!! And everyone here! This sounds good! Feel free to use the board, feel free to just share what you write here! Well, I am around, here and there. I will remember to drop by more often. ,3