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THE INTERNATIONAL STATUTE OF TRANSPARENCY

"On this day, the thirteenth of June of the year two thousand and thirty four, in the spirit of honesty, safety and the equality of all mankind, the magical population and the non-magical population will no longer remain hidden from one another, but will be unified as one. Rather than withholding from one another, we today take a step toward a better future, as the union of two such extraordinary cultures and resources promises a betterment in quality of life for all. This statute applies to every living being that is capable of thinking and reasoning for itself. Either Discrimination or Deceptiveness in respect to the statute are both considered the highest form of noncompliance in all countries involved, and are punishable as treason. Every world leader, both magical and non-magical, have signed this statute in agreement that Transparency between the respective communities of the world is the best path toward knowledge and peace."
 
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Hadley Cordova
 Posted: Jul 27 2016, 11:36 AM
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Hadley Cordova
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16 YEARS OLD
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6th Year Gryffindor Seeker; "A well-read woman is a dangerous one"
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Hadley had been looking forward to the next Hogsmeade visit. For one, she needed to get Christmas presents for her mum and Alexei; for two, she was eager to get her hands on a new book. Thirdly, she needed some cleaning supplies for her broom.

Even though the wind was whipping her braid around, tugging tresses of her blonde hair free and painting a soft, cold blush upon her cheeks, Hadley trudged on up to the Village with the other students, her head bowed. Her Gryffindor scarf was wrapped tightly around her neck and pulled up to her nose and her glove-clad hands were shoved into her winter coat as she neared the shops.

Her boots left footprints in the snow and the white flecks decorated her hair and shoulders. When Hadley entered a random shop, she breathed a sigh of relief and lifted her head, tugging her scarf down away from her mouth. She rubbed her arms, trying to get warmth back into them. Glancing around, she realized that she had entered a used bookstore and frowned. She had wanted to do her Christmas shopping first, but... what did matter really? It didn't Hadley long to start scanning the shelves. Maybe she could find something for Alexei here. And weren't those "adult coloring books" a thing now? She figured her mum would like that...

But, Hadley was soon lost in the titles, each of them worn while some here and there looked like they had only been read once. For as much as a bibliophile that Hadley was, she didn't own a single brand-new book. She had never had the money, nor did her mum. And she refused to take anything from her dad until he took the hint and vanished from their lives. She tugged off her gloves and stuck them into the pockets of her coat, her cold fingers brushing the spines here and there.

Hadley stopped and plucked a book, examining the cover. It was faded, as if it had sat in the sunlight too long. 'Astrological Magic...'. Hadley didn't even finish reading the subtitle before she wrinkled her nose and placed the book back. She was officially on a mission: she wanted a good fiction book, something long that would take her away from her studies for a bit. She made her way over to the section and began to grab random books, glancing at the titles before placing them back, determination etched upon her dainty features.

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Shane Rogers
 Posted: Jul 29 2016, 02:47 AM
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Shane Rogers
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Shane shook his black leather jacket as he entered the book shop, his hood still pulled up over his head as it had been when he was outside to protect himself from all the snow. He hadn’t worn what most wore around the small town. Most wizards kept to their cloaks and robes, but Shane felt to comfortable in muggle clothes. Like now he wore a black leather jacket with a hood that was draped over a shirt with the crest of his favorite American quidditch club over his heart. The shirt was black with a single yellow slash starting from his left shoulder and crossing to his right hip. He wore blue jeans and a pair of waterproof (Magic of course) black boots. This was what he liked and nothing really changed that. Yeah, while he was at school he had to wear the normal, but outside, he didn’t have to do shit they said unless they somehow talked him into it.

“Hello there boy, how are you today?” Shanes eyes rested on an old man with some missing teeth behind the counter giving him a welcoming grin that reached up to his warm eyes with aged crinkles at the sides. He seemed nice enough so, without removing his hood, he gave the man a smile and a nod before answering.

“Doing good? Got anything in here from Terry Henwick?” The older man gave him a once over and then a thoughtful look that lasted a good moment or two before he answered.

“I think I do yes, but I have to admit that his a strange request. Mr. Henwick mostly wrote about Half humans and their effect on the world at large.” The man stepped out from behind his counter and moved passed Shane and to a large set of shelves in the corner. Shane chose his next lie very carefully. He hadn’t seen any other Hogwarts kids in the bookstore and hadn’t seen any any time before. Which is why he had wanted to pick this place to do his research. This was a secluded place where not many went. If he could get information here from these used books then maybe he could understand how he could survive outside the school and his cousins home when he finally became an adult. Something that was coming up faster then he was comfortable with.

“Yeah, I am muggle born, and I had heard about the recent muggle interest in half humans and decided that for my…..muggles studies class I could do a paper on it. Henwick, I was told had some interesting ideas on it….” This seemed to spark the mans interest and he began to ramble on about certain things he knew about Henwicks writing and about how he had met him one day. Shane however wasn’t listening. He had caught the scent of paper being freshly relieved or dust, the thing that usually happened when some one turned the pages. He had hoped that him and the store owner would be alone, Unfortunately he was wrong. That could make things complicated.

“…But that was many years ago. Anyways boy, this is the book you might want to look at. If you need anymore material then you can get more from Henwick over there. If you want to read you can move to the couches in the far corner there>” The old man indicated some chairs in another corner Shane hadn’t noticed before. At that moment he caught sight of the other store occupant. A blonde Gryffindor he swore he had seen now and then before. He didn’t know her name but he knew for a fact he had seen her, He thanked the man and took the book, moving over to a seat near the girl and sat before looking down at the book and opening it.
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Hadley Cordova
 Posted: Jul 29 2016, 10:46 AM
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Hadley Cordova
Gryffindor
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Pure
16 YEARS OLD
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6th Year Gryffindor Seeker; "A well-read woman is a dangerous one"
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Hadley couldn't help it: she cringed as the voices began to murmur together, the aged lilting of the shop keeper's and the soft husk of a student about her age. Hadley rolled her eyes and returned her attention back to the books. She crouched down, pulling a thick title from the shelf. But they continued and she sighed through her nose with irritation. Couldn't they shut it? She lifted a hand to rake her fingers through her hair, pushing it back over her head, feeling the damp tresses from the melted snow.

The shopkeeper halted near her and Hadley lifted a hand, almost impatiently.
"Fine, thanks," she said. She just wanted to browse in peace. When the man left, she gnawed on her lower lip, a habit, and began to read an excerpt from the book that was currently resting in her dainty hands.

She leaned back against the bookcase behind her, slouching slightly as her gaze skimmed the words, drinking them in. She didn't read much fiction from the magical world just because... well, it was all magic. She loved the muggle stories, the muggle classics, especially. Being pureblood was suffocating in the past and Hadley tried to remove herself from it as much as humanly possible.

Hadley checked the price of the book on the back and frowned. With irritation, she put the book back and continued to wander. Lost in the sea of shelves, determined and on a mission, she wasn't paying attention when she rounded the corner, her eyes skimming and scanning eagerly for something... well, something she could afford.

It was until she realized she had left the small fiction section that she was only inches away from the boy and halted. Startling herself, Hadley took a small step back and shook her head, regaining her personal space again.

"Shit, sorry," she mumbled, turning right back around to make her way back towards the previous books.

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Shane Rogers
 Posted: Aug 8 2016, 10:32 PM
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“Your fine,” Shane gave the back of her head a smirk as she walked away. He wondered if she was slightly embarrassed or anything. Maybe she was just concentrating on finding some book that she could delve into. She seemed to be hovering around the fiction section anyways, even though it seemed pretty small. “Not exactly Barnes and Nobles is it?” He spoke with that wicked smirk still on his lips only slightly showing his pointed teeth, not enough to give them away but enough to make his smirk seem a bit more wicked. He wasn’t a bad guy but looking like you might take someone out without even trying came with being a werewolf. Maybe the whole dangerous look came with the territory. Who was that other werewolf they had told him about that had gone to Hogwarts? Lupa? Remus? Something like that. Anyways, Shane wondered if he had the same kind of thing? The stories he had heard about the guy made him sound like a badass, someone he would have respected and yet he also had a kind heart, apparently he had died a hero in the battle of Hogwarts. That was something that made Shane feel even better about being what he was, not all of his kind were villains, actually it all mattered who the person was, not what they were.

He waited for her answer, his eyes still on her blonde locks, waiting to see if she may turn around and talk to him. It was a long shot but he always enjoyed a nice conversation with someone intelligent enough to pick up a book without having to do it for a class or a test.
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Hadley Cordova
 Posted: Sep 21 2016, 06:49 PM
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Hadley Cordova
Gryffindor
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Pure
16 YEARS OLD
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6th Year Gryffindor Seeker; "A well-read woman is a dangerous one"
none
Dragonlore


@Shane Rogers ||I am so sorry for disappearing!! RL got crazy but I am back now!!||

The voice continued and Hadley faltered a step before turning. She glimpsed to the boy and knew she recognized him from class. But, her fingers tugged at another book, pulling it from its shelf, opening it against her palm. Her eyes fell to the words on the pages, but she didn't read them. It was more to just avert her gaze. He wasn't bad-looking by any means, but that smile was trouble. And Hadley was always in enough trouble as it was... Most of the time she didn't even mean for it to happen!

"No, it's not," she said, finally letting her gaze rest upon his face. A smirk of her own played upon her lips. "It's frustrating, really. I'm bored." Something close to mischief danced in Hadley's eyes, but her gaze strayed back to the books once again. She had read and re-read Little Women, Alice in Wonderland, the Odyssey..so many classics. She yearned for something new, something to keep her attention for more than twenty minutes.

Hadley pulled out a book and then placed it back after a mere glimpse, wrinkling her nose at the stained cover.
"I suppose you couldn't suggest something?" she asked the boy, tilting her head slightly, a hand pushing back tresses of hair that threatened to fall before her face, pushing them back and over her head.

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