The morning sun had shone in her dorm window brightening up the rather dismal room and waking Shalamar. Stretching herself out on the bed she had yawned before flinging back the blankets and walking to the window. It was too beautiful a day to be stuck in bed, much too beautiful. With a smile...
This is Shalamar Jeon Ovanisse; a fourth year Ravenclaw who has had her heart crushed badly. She fell big time for Henric Lee though always knew her feelings would never be reciprocated, she could not help herself. The heart wants what the heart wants after all.
Since she learnt that she is a...
It was now into the winter season and the snow was thick upon the ground, Shalamar ventured out of her seclusion to wander aimlessly about the school grounds. There was much to consider, much to ponder. Time was moving swiftly and soon she would be returning home and then going to Mongolia where...
Shalamar began to stir slowly, the pill that Henric had given her held rejuvenating powers and at last it worked its way through the pain. One magical concoction vying for supremcy against a more ancient and magical mark, neither wanted to give up its control and neither did. The pain was ebbing...
Zaǐ L?ng - Young Dragon
<r><FONT font="Times New Roman"><s></s><COLOR color="#5a70b3"><s></s>Shalamar walked out of the Great Hall with more pep in her step than usual, her vacation home had been more enlightening than what she had ever imagined it to be. Something was not quite right and she...
Shalamar ran humiliated from the hall up the stairs then realizing that Daniel might follow her, ran down along the first floor corridor trying the door handles on her way until one gave. Opening it quickly she stepped inside and closed the door behind her. Looking at it for a moment she waited...
Shalamar held tight to the broom, her knuckles almost white her grasp was so tight. With a deep breath she placed it on the freshly cut grass of the pitch and stepped back. Trying desperately to remember everything she had been learnt, she felt the same old anxiety that she always felt creep up...
Shalamar walked quietly down to the dungeons, usually she was only here for potions class and that was it so she knew if she wasn't careful she would get turned around and very fast. Her gentle footsteps still managed to echo lightly about the dungeon cavern as she looked in earnest for what...
Shalamar looked at the glumpy weed that lay in her hand and could not contain a smile as she did so. Her older brothers had sent her on a gift of some gillyweed for when she finished her exams. Exhausting as the exams had been she had been more exhausted by the constant chatter of her room mates...
Shalamar was relieved that the exams were nearly over, she looked out upon the lake and smiled serenely. It would soon be time to go home again and though she could not wait to see her parents or her siblings, she also had grown to love the time apart from them. This troubled her greatly and she...
Hi everyone,
well Shalamar has been very quiet and though she is a second year hasn't any friends and to be honest I wouldn't know any of the ones she had way back in first year. So starting afresh... she will need the following if anyone is up for it;
* a bestfriend
* a close friend
*...
Name: Shalamar Jeon Ovanisse
House: Ravenclaw
Birthday: September 16th 2009
Hometown: Brackenslade, New Zealand
Pureblood/half blood/muggle born: Pureblood
Five words that best describe your character: Honourable, Loyal, Proud, Honest and Determined
Appearance
Hair Color: Black
Hair...
Name: Shalamar Jeon Ovanisse
House: Ravenclaw
Birthday: September 16th 2009
Hometown: Brackenslade, New Zealand
Pureblood/half blood/muggle born: Pureblood
Five words that best describe your character: Honourable, Loyal, Proud, Honest and Determined
Appearance
Hair Color: Black
Hair...
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