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Thread: Dark World (Peekaboo x ABagOVicodin)

Ginny was able to remember the slow change of the Quibbler after Voldemort had taken over. Even the Daily Prophet was forced to report propaganda and drivel that Mudbloods were illegal in the Wizarding World, and that they were unable to go in the Wizarding World, without being killed. Ginny was happy that none of the Death Eaters found her, because if they did, she would probably be tortured to death. That was the last thing that she could handle right now... the torture curse. If she had to endure that, she would die. The depression was taking too big of a toll on her. Even just sitting on this bench was hard on her. Ginny sipped some of her butterbeer, and looked down. I would love to see some of those creatures... if you have any at your home. She said, wishing that she was able to think of a better way of asking for company, or even asking to stay with her. She didn't have the courage to. She just wanted to be alone... but she knew that alone with the thought of her dead beloved was not going to help her. Only make her want to point her wand at herself, and mutter the words that would end it all.
Thread: Dark World (Peekaboo x ABagOVicodin)

Hm? Well I would be happy to show you the Snuckles, though you must keep your mind open in order to see them, otherwise they wont appear to you Luna picked up her glass, taking a sip of her butterbeer, before setting it back down quickly. It just didn't taste the same as it used to.....maybe part of the taste was that before she was always happen when drinking it...now on the other hand. The girl sighed inwardly, being careful not to let Ginny see. Perhaps once we leave here you can come with me to my home? It's nice and small so I'm sure we'll be comfortable like the Snuckles. They don't like big open spaces
Thread: Dark World (Peekaboo x ABagOVicodin)

Ginny would be able to keep her mind open while she was in this area, but the hard part was keeping her mind on things that were not completely depressing. It seemed sad, and that she should get over what happened... but no one was able to get over it. All the plans that Harry and Ginny had, were crushed into dust from his death. If it wasn't for Ginny disappearing immediately, then Voldemort would have found her as well. But she was smart. She knew to run. She stood up and took her bottle of butterbeer. She couldn't stand being in this depressing place anymore. Everyone talked in whispers, and the bartender handed out the butterbeer without saying anything. It was better with Rosmerta handing them out with a smile. She grabbed Luna's hand and brought her outside. Take us to the Snuckles, I really can't stand that bar anymore. I need somewhere happy... She said, feeling tears come to her eyes again. Just go. I'll follow you.
Thread: Dark World (Peekaboo x ABagOVicodin)

Luna blinked, then nodded as Ginny grabbed her hand and pulled her outside, not even giving them time to finish their butterbeers, not that Luna minded, the drink just didn't taste the same in such an environment. Well of course, I don't live too far from here actually, in a nice little street with very few people Luna turned to head toward the area of London primarily populated with witches and wizards, the few muggles remaining in the area almost entirely employed by their 'magical superiors' as they had been told magical folk were. Luna squeezed Ginny's hand slightly, leading her through a few streets, passing a few witches and wizards who seemed to regard the two with little more than contempt, whilst any muggles they passed kept their eyes down, the few who did dare look up just looking at them with absolute fear in their eyes. Luna however seemed to either not notice, or did a good job of hiding the fact that she had. Eventually, the two got to a small house, Luna leading the other girl inside. So then, would you like something to eat or drink?
Thread: Dark World (Peekaboo x ABagOVicodin)

The butterbeer had tasted a little more flat when the Three Broomsticks was taken over by Voldemort, and that was possibly because all the happiness was sucked out of every building. Ollivander was killed because he gave Harry his wand, and the only wand shop that was up now, was a shop that immediately corrupted the souls of the ones who got their wands. Some were able to endure the corruption, but not many were anymore, since most people gave up. If Ginny were to hold onto one of those wands, she would lose her sanity, along with her life somewhere along the line. As she followed Luna to her house, Ginny sat down on one of her couches, trying to get comfortable but it was reasonably hard to get comfortable when she hadn't been comfortable for years. However she smiled and nodded her head. Um... A glass of water please. She said, not really caring for pumpkin juice anymore. Since her family was poor, she never really got into all of the sweets that the rich were able to buy. She just preferred the regular things. How long have you been living here, Luna? Do you have a lover that is staying here?
Thread: Secret Girl

Outside the Lucien residence, a pickup truck was backed into the driveway with the tailgate down. A bag of snacks sat in the passenger seat and a GPS sat on the center console ready to be used. The bed of the truck was almost full with bags and tied down furnishings. The front door of the house opened as a tall young man exited with a bag over his shoulder. He wore a casual, but still well dressed outfit of a button down shirt and nice jeans. After tossing his bag into the back of the truck and locking the tailgate he went back inside, leaving the front door open, for his final good byes. Now, you call use when you get there and not a minute after, ok Matthew? Said his mother who was still puffy eyed with worried tears. A large meaty hand came to rest on his top of the ear length jet black hair and ruffled it. Were all gonna miss you son. Said his proud father. Matthew smiled a nervous smile, knowing that he had a long trip ahead of him.
Thread: Secret Girl

Across town, Samantha was also preparing to leave, packing things into her own car, though her goodbye was a little different to most. Even though she was a girl, Sam had managed to enroll herself at an all boys school, though the school was under the impression that she was male. Sure it sounded odd...but the school had the best basketball team around and she had been given the oppertunity to try out. If she was succesful, the school would accept her on a scholarship, though she would have to live at the school in the dorms. Oh man....this is gonna be tough... It had been hard to convince her parents, but eventually Sam had got them to come around. Of course it meant she'd had to buy an entire wardrobe of mens clothes, right down to mens boxer shorts, not a bra or pair of panties in sight. The only thing she had was a special strap to hold down her chest to avoid being noticed as a girl. It was uncomfortable as hell, but it would be worth it. After finally saying her goodbye's, Sam hugged her parents and waved to them one last time, before getting in her car and starting up the engine, beginning the long journey up state toward the school.
Thread: Secret Girl

After the long grueling hours of open road, gas stops, bathroom breaks and the occasional traffic while passing through towns. The familiar sight of the school's base town came into view. Matt's heart fluttered at the realization that his trip was at an end. He all but floored the gas to get there sooner. Pulling up to the gate at the school he handed over his school id and dorm papers to the security guard. She was a lovely blond woman but very stern looking. She handed the papers back and directed him to his building, one he knew all too well. After parking in front of the building, all the things still strapped down in the bed, he went up to the floor where he and his team would be staying. Oh yes, HIS team, as Captain of the basketball team he had certain responsibilities and privileges. One such privilege would be finding someone to help him with his stuff with ease, and one such responsibility would be rooming with the new guy on the team to get him up to snuff. He sighed as he walked up the stairs. Should be fun.
Thread: Secret Girl

At the last gas station before the school Samantha had pulled in, heading discreetly for the bathrooms. Fortunately it was pretty quiet so nobody saw her enter, large bust pushing out the t-shirt she was wearing. Ok.... Once in a stall, Samantha removed her shirt, setting it down before grasping her straps, beginning to wrap them around her chest, forcing her breasts down. She winced slightly at how tight they were, and thanks to her chest size there was still a bit of a bump, but it could be explained away as muscle. Once done, Sam pulled her shirt back on, looking down at herself. Thanks to her short hair and rather athletic form she could pull off a pretty convincing impression of a boy. Excellent She smirked, then turned to head out of the bathrooms and back toward her car, starting up the engine to begin the final drive toward the school. On arrival Sam had to clear her throat, clearing it and attempting to lower her voice enough to be convincing, managing to get past security and heading straight for the gymnasium. The tryouts would be more or less right away after all. Grabbing one of her bags Sam headed for the changing rooms, finding a secluded corner to change into her shorts and basketball jersey, before slowly headed out for the court. Her heart was pounding in her chest....this would be the big test of if anybody could recognise who or what she really was....
Thread: Secret Girl

The sound of squeaking sneakers echoed through the hall leading up to the gym. Indistinct voices shouted out commands followed by a joined, loud but still muffled, Yes Sir! Inside the gym, a wide range of boys ran back and forward from one end of the court to the other. Some tall and lanky along with the short and rather pudgy wobbled from the close to the far end, their practice outfits already drenched in sweat. The more athletic and obviously more prepared members were still a bit winded but looked to be in a better state. Even though they all made up a wide spectrum of differences, they had two things in common. They both longed to be on the best basketball team in the state, and they all had numbers on their back. The numbers seemed to be given out at random among the possible players. One number was missing though from the runners, and that was, in fact, the number 1. On the side lines the person shouting encouraging the runners, Dont give up! Push yourselves was where the number 1 rested, on the chest of the team captain. Matthew seemed to take pride in his position. He eyed the runners glancing at the coach on the other side of the court any time someone faltered. They knew what the other was thinking and quietly judged the members. Something caught his eye, however. As a new member walked in from the locker room wearing the allotted tryout uniform, he shouted, Number 35! Get running! He pointed at Sam. Almost immediately after the command was given, Sam was handed a number to pin to herself.
Thread: Secret Girl

As soon as the number was handed to her Sam pinned it to her Jersey, then immediately followed the command to get running. There wasn't time for hesitation, hesitation lost games, she had to show she was ready to listen and was ready to do what had to be done immediately. The girl began to run with the others right away, pacing her breathing to make sure she didn't wear herself out. She was determined to show she was the best, the absolute best person trying out. She was determined to get onto this team, to get into this school....she was going to prove she could do succeed where the boys would fail....not that they would know about it. As far as any of these others were concerned, she was a boy aswell just like them. Whenever an order was given, Sam followed it. She kept on running, she would dribble the ball, take shots at the basket that near never missed no matter the distance. She was giving this her all, just like she would every single game when she made the team. It most certainly wasn't going to be a matter of 'if' as far as she was concerned.
Thread: Secret Girl

As the tryouts went on. People up and left, obviously fed up with the seemingly over the top training. Of the 35 possible players, only 20 remained, and even still, 15 more needed to be cut. Matt sighed, knowing that his job would become very tough now. He waved his hand and announced, Alright everyone! Go ahead and get something to drink and take a breather. Be back in 5. With that he walked towards the coach's office passing a couple of the players. He eyed each one he passed, running the possibilities through his head. His gaze came to rest on Sam, he looked longer than he had at the others giving more thought before passing her up and entering the office. 5 minutes passed and as promised he exited the coaches office with a clipboard in his hand with a paper on it. He placed it on the table. Alright guys, line up. He waited a minute and looked across the line. This is it everyone! You all made it through practice and you did very well. But only 5 of you will be joining our team. When i call your number, come up and write down your name, class and your uniform size. And to those of you who are not called, there is always next season. He cleared his throat. Now then, number 12! One of the tall lanky boys fist pumped and practically sprinted up the the clip board. Number 23! Number 29! Two more boys walked up the paper and filled out there information. The rest of the line began to sweat. Number 33! Matt scanned the line, his eyes finally falling on Sam. And number 35.
Thread: Secret Girl

Sam watched as the group was slowly wittled away...what began as 35 was becoming lower and lower until there were only 20 left, many of them absolutely exhausted. Sam however had plenty of stamina, she had been ready for that. When the captain finally waved for them to stop, she slowly brought herself to a stop and took a few deep breaths, before turning to head over and get some juice with the others. She was careful not to get too close in such a tight group, just picking up some juice and taking a few sips. Some of the boys seemed to know each other, but many like her seemed to be new....probably hoping for the same scholarship she was here for...and these next few minutes were going to determine that. When the captain came back out of the coaches office, Sam, like the others, immediately moved to line up, all trying to hide their nerves. Even she was having a slight problem with that....but she did a fairly good job of hiding it, at least at first. As number after number was called, Sam's nerves were getting worse and worse. And when there was only one number left to be called....she thought her heart was about to explode, her dreams about to be shattered. But then when he called her number, she couldn't help but gasp, taking a few moments to process it, before grinning broadly, walking over briskly in order to fill in the sheet as he had requested. She had done it, she could hardly believe she had done it! She had fooled them into thinking she was a boy, shown them she was great at basketball, and now her place at the school was secured!
Thread: Secret Girl

Matt watched as the others left, very disappointed, but it had to be done. Only the best can be on this team if they hope to stay the best. He turned back towards his new recruits whom brimmed with pride. He smiled and walked up to the table, taking the clipboard. After giving it a once over he wrote some things down then looked up. Alright, again, congratulations, but now it gets tough. Ill be pairing you all with members of the team that already know whats up. You will be rooming with them and follow there orders. They know what there doing. He went up to each one of the boys and handed them slips with a name and room number on it, but when he reached Sam, he had nothing for her. 35, you will be rooming with me. its the second floor, room 215 He extended his rather large hand to her to shake her hand. He took her hand and shook it firmly as a man to another man would, unaware of the truth. He pointed to the locker room. Alright, go ahead and go clean up guys. Your roommates will tell you the schedule when you get to your rooms, don't be out too late tonight. He went back to the coach's office to hand in the paper and grab his own stuff for a shower.
Thread: Secret Girl

Sharing? Sam had been hoping they might have had their own rooms....sharing could be a problem.....she'd have to be even more careful than she thought. And then the captain came to her....and declared she would be sharing with him? Wow....that must've meant she was good....to be sharing with the Captain....still, at least it did mean one thing....of all the ones who had been here for the tryouts, of all the ones who had made it....she had been the best, just what she had been intending to achieve. Sam smiled, grinning slightly as the captain shook her hand, doing her best to be just as firm as him, trying not to raise any suspiscions. Sam chuckled slightly as he commented for them not to be out too late, then looked toward the changing rooms. Ah.....that could be a slight problem. They would all be changing and showering together. Coming here had been ok, there had been nobody else around, but now.....well getting changed wouldn't be too bad, she could just be a little slower and wait for everyone to leave. But the showers were almost certainly going to be open and communal rather than enclosed cubicles. Maybe she could be slow again. I....wouldn't mind just a little more exercise, cool down a little y'know? I'll take a shower in a few minutes guys She grinned and waved, turning to begin a slow jog around the court, intending to leave enough time to be sure the others had all left.
Thread: Secret Girl

Matt sat in the coach's office and talked over today's try outs. The coach agreed with his decision and pointed out the fact that he chose a specific person to room with him, rather than letting them choose. He shrugged, I see good things in store for that one. Just gotta make sure he stays on track. He glanced outside and chuckled. But then again, i might not be needed. He nodded to the court where Sam could be seen running. Matt decided to stay behind and do the uniform and registration paperwork himself letting the coach take off early. He turned off the office lights leaving it a bit dark in there. Matt didnt mind, he turned his chair and used the light of the gym through the 2 way mirror that made up the coach's window. He glanced behind and saw the 4 new players leave the shower room looking refreshed and still brimming with pride. He still had one to wait for, he wouldnt be able to leave the gym with one of his players still behind, so he waited, pulling out his ipod and listening to some relaxing music. He saw a welcomed sight out of the corner of his eye, his last player was headed to the locker room. He grabbed his things and headed in after with a sigh, ready to shower and get out of his practice clothes.
Thread: Secret Girl

Sam hadn't been paying a great deal of attention to the coaches office as she jogged around the court, her attenton more focused on the doors to the changing rooms, continuing her jog until she saw the four other boys leave. She did glance quickly toward the coach's office, but it seemed to be dark and empty, so she figured she must be alone. With a sigh of relief she finally ended her jog, headed for the changing room and opening up her locker to grab a towel and a change of clothes. Ok....finally... Sam's chest was sore and aching. She stripped down quickly, letting out a sigh of relief as she unfastened the straps around her chest, her heavy breasts almost immediately springing free and throwing the strap away. The girl just stuffed her things back into her locker and walked naked into the shower room, hanging up her towel and headed over to one of the faucets, turning on the hot water in order to begin washing away the hard earned sweat covering her body, her back to the doorway and the sound of the water obscuring anything else.
Thread: Secret Girl

Matt walked into the locker room and placed his stuff on one of the benches. He stretched while taking off his clothes and grabbing the nearest towel. Thanks to the years of dedicated basketball, even when he was younger, he had a tight muscular body. He strolled into the shower room which was now covered in thick steam thanks to the warm water currently running and the remnant of before. He placed his towel on the rack near the other one, which he assumed was Sam's. He had no intention of getting close to the other naked boy and showered a good 3 stations away. Good job out there number 35! You had both me and the coach impressed. He chuckled, glancing at the silhouette of the back of the fellow team mate for a reaction. He leaned his head against the tile wall and closed his eyes running his hand across the back of his neck and over his shoulders. The warm water did wonders for his taught and sore muscles. The team's practice was right before the tryouts which gave him no time to rest at all. He shifted a little, wetting his legs. His thick member hung against his leg. Through the steam, his impressive cock could be made out. Even without being erect it looked like a handful. It was another thing he took silent pride in, unfortunately his gift was a curse sometimes, having to wear a tight jock strap to keep it from coming out his shorts was a price to pay for having both impressive skills on the court and length in the pants.
Thread: Secret Girl

Sam's eyes went wide, body immediately stiffening up when she heard the voice of the captain in the room, though fortunately the thick steam, combined with the fact she had her back to him, seemed to keep her secret for now. She coughed slightly, making sure to deepen her voice as she had on the court before she dared to respond. Oh...thanks...and call me Sam, can't keep calling me Number 35 right? She was trying to lighten the mood, act like one of the guys....besides, this boy was going to be her roommate, she needed to at least be social with him. After a few more moments, Sam couldn't help but glance over her shoulder, eyes widening slightly at the silhouette through the steam, her head quickly snapping back around to look away. Oh wow....the boy practically had a third leg hanging from him. Even flaccid it looked like a good 9 or 10 inches long. Sam shivered slightly, feeling her nipples harden, but she quickly pushed such thoughts away, instead taking her time with her shower. She wanted to wait for the Captain to be finished and leave first....she had to wait for him to be gone before she left the cover of the steam to get changed. The risk of the captain walking out in the middle of Sam putting on her chest straps was just way too high.
Thread: Secret Girl

He chuckled, Yeah i suppose not. Im Matthew. And those names will be alright off the court. But on the court, you are 35 and i am number 1, not to sound conceited. He chuckled a little more before falling silent, still resting his head on the tile. He finally pulled his head away and began actually cleaning. Starting with his hair, his arms came up flexing his back muscles. If need be, he could easily support a good amount of extra weight. When it came to cleaning his body he scrubbed away, not really interested in his surroundings. He lifted his member to get nice and thorough. Holding it out gave a better shadowy view through the steam. He quickly rinsed off and turned off the water. Grabbing his towel he dried off while walking to his clean clothes. It didnt take long for him to change and reposition himself in his jeans. On his way out he through he towel into a laundry basket and looked to Sam. Dont take too long in there, they might shut the warm water off to chase you out! See you back at the room. He left as he would any other day, his mind on the schedule for tomorrow and the new classes he would be taking, his bag in hand.