Post by Tiffany on Aug 14, 2007 0:29:36 GMT -5
Secret Identity -
Tiffany
Character Name -
Michael Anthony Goldstien
Parents -
Anthony and Padma {Patil} Goldstien
Position in Family -
Oldest Son
House -
Ravenclaw
Age/Year -
Seventeen/Seventh
Time -
Heals
Sample Post [repost allowed] -
Matthew Broderick Bode let out a low whistle. Stucking in his lower lip he looked around for Filch just to see if his luck was about to run out. You see it was raining outside and Matty just had Quidditch practice. Nor Hell or High Water could stop him for going to a bloomin' Quidditch practice. And as the mud ran off his shoes and onto the usually clean floor he couldn't help but wander if the cleaners beady little eyes where watching the fifth year.
But then there it was and Matthew chringed. It was the worst sound any student could hear other than Snape breathing down your neck. Filches cat stared up at him with its rather large eyes. He'd never gotten to get to know the name of the cat; he'd rather not know. But it was something like Morris. Matthew kept perfectly still as the cat circled him like a shark circles it prey.
Exhaling a little he pulled out his wand and walked over the rather unusually scary cat. As it hissed at him he backed away slowly; "Nice Kitty" Matthew muttered just thankfull that no one was around to see his rather embarrassing display. "Look I'll clean it up" Blinking he frowned I'm talking to a cat But when the cat hissed again he grasped his wand in his right hand. Pointing his wand he muttered a incantation that his mother had always used.
Watching the mud spots slowly disappear the cat seemed to be satisfied to sneak away; proberly to go back to Filch. Roling his eyes a little he slid down the wall and poped himself onto the ground. I hate that cat he thought to himself with not enough courage to say it outloud.
Tiffany
Character Name -
Michael Anthony Goldstien
Parents -
Anthony and Padma {Patil} Goldstien
Position in Family -
Oldest Son
House -
Ravenclaw
Age/Year -
Seventeen/Seventh
Time -
Heals
Sample Post [repost allowed] -
Matthew Broderick Bode let out a low whistle. Stucking in his lower lip he looked around for Filch just to see if his luck was about to run out. You see it was raining outside and Matty just had Quidditch practice. Nor Hell or High Water could stop him for going to a bloomin' Quidditch practice. And as the mud ran off his shoes and onto the usually clean floor he couldn't help but wander if the cleaners beady little eyes where watching the fifth year.
But then there it was and Matthew chringed. It was the worst sound any student could hear other than Snape breathing down your neck. Filches cat stared up at him with its rather large eyes. He'd never gotten to get to know the name of the cat; he'd rather not know. But it was something like Morris. Matthew kept perfectly still as the cat circled him like a shark circles it prey.
Exhaling a little he pulled out his wand and walked over the rather unusually scary cat. As it hissed at him he backed away slowly; "Nice Kitty" Matthew muttered just thankfull that no one was around to see his rather embarrassing display. "Look I'll clean it up" Blinking he frowned I'm talking to a cat But when the cat hissed again he grasped his wand in his right hand. Pointing his wand he muttered a incantation that his mother had always used.
Watching the mud spots slowly disappear the cat seemed to be satisfied to sneak away; proberly to go back to Filch. Roling his eyes a little he slid down the wall and poped himself onto the ground. I hate that cat he thought to himself with not enough courage to say it outloud.
