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cicely cooper for redemption_mods [ Posted on the 1st of June 1st, 2012 ] ( Stars feel like knives, they tell us why we're fighting//Storm, wait outside, oh, love, hold us together. ) 000 + comment

...//Stars in your eyes, free from the life that you knew. [ Posted on the 4th of October 4th, 2009 ] //end redemption_rpg// Celestia Hyacinth Cooper. "Cicely." 18 May 1981 - 3 October 1998( . ) 000 + comment

025//One of us is gonna be here and one of us is gonna be running off alone into the great unknown. [ Posted on the 3rd of October 3rd, 2009 ] I figured that it would be a good idea to get my schoolwork done tonight, with shopping with Morag in the morning and then the auction taking up the later half of the day; I like making lists, colour-coding it, neatly parceling off my tasks, so I can have the satisfaction of crossing off each accomplishment as I go. Though I have to say...it's a bit lonely to sit and do my parchments alone, without the hum of activity in the Ravenclaw common room...or with my brothers and sister hollering about the utter injustice of bedtimes on a Friday night. My parents said that I would be free to redecorate the room, since I have it to myself, but I don't understand why: it's been the same since I first went to Hogwarts, and while it might be a touch young, I do share with Viola, and she's not ready for anything too outlandishly grown up. I don't mind...I don't mind, because this room is mine. Though I do think I'd prefer a double bed like at Hogwarts, if Mum and Dad were serious about upgrades. I don't think that interferes with the integrity of the room, do you? 0160 + comment

024//For you I’d wait 'til kingdom come until my day, my day is done. [ Posted on the 3rd of October 3rd, 2009 ] ( Warded Private ) 000 + comment

023//Cause your friend told me that you liked it. [ Posted on the 29th of September 29th, 2009 ] Warded to Morag Hi Morag, I'm sorry I've been so busy...I had to make up a lot of schoolwork from the classes I missed, and then I spent time with the Dovers this weekend, but I was wondering if you wanted to get together for tea, maybe tomorrow if you're free? I have the cheese you asked for--don't worry, it's under a freshening charm, I've been renewing that every day--plus a few others the shopkeeper suggested. Cheers! 030 + comment

022//I hear you laugh, I heard you sing: I wouldn’t change a single thing. [ Posted on the 28th of September 28th, 2009 ] Warded to Sun Hee, Ruby, and Mona They were real. The letters, the letters that Benji sent me, they were real, Kevin said that they were, he was in the cell across from Ben. He said Benji talked about me a lot. That he loved me, and that he knew that I loved him. He knew. He died knowing that, and he died loving me. He knew. And he loved me. They didn't take that away from him...they took everything, but not that. 0110 + comment

021//You could never understand the motion of a hand waving you goodbye. [ Posted on the 28th of September 28th, 2009 ] I know that...there have been losses lately, great ones that--that are hard to comprehend and impossible to understand. And so hard to come back from, these sucker punches that land in the softet places of our hearts. And I hate to ask, but, this is important...it's important because he was. To me. A little over a year ago, I received my first owl from Benji--from Ben Dover, saying that he was in Azkaban, that he had been locked away for the mere crime of being a Muggleborn. He was scared, and he was uncertain, but he thought that he wouldn't be there for long: he was only sixteen, he was a poor student, he...he told me not to worry, that he'd straighten it out. He always did, he could always talk his way out of most anything. But he didn't and he couldn't and he died there. He spend Christmas there and his birthday and he didn't live to see mine. And if what Anthony said was true, he di It's his birthday today; he should be eighteen, but he's not, he's gone. I know that a lot of people found him annoying or lazy, but to me, he was the world. He hung the stars in my sky. And he didn't deserve this. He deserved better. He deserved his life. 0310 + comment

020//And it wasn't about me, I just wanted you to have it. [ Posted on the 24th of September 24th, 2009 ] Today is a very special day, because it is Sun Hee's eighteenth birthday! Sun Hee is too sweet to tell you all herself, so I am...because when you have really good friends, you want the world to celebrate them, too. Sunny, you're one of my very best friends, and I don't know what I'd do without you. I don't think I would have survived Ben's death. Not without you to help me. I love you with all of my heart...and I wish you the merriest of birthdays. Cheers, love. (OOC: Please backdate to September 22nd; Korea girl gets confused on what day it is, forgive her for her stupidity.) 010 + comment

019//I predict a riot. [ Posted on the 21st of September 21st, 2009 ] My sister stole my rabbit! 0260 + comment

018//But I am here to help you with the load. [ Posted on the 21st of September 21st, 2009 ] Warded Private Our portkey took us from the town outside of Churchill, Manitoba, to Primrose Hill, and it was lovely to see the sun rise over London, the city looking rosy and soft...it looked vulnerable. It looked like home. Mum and Dad are gone now, back to work, but during that walk back when it was just the three of us, for a little moment, I felt like an adult opposed to their little girl, because they had to go to work, and I had to go to school and then the MWP, and I stayed here because I had responsibilities...ties. Like a real grown up. I know my parents wish that I had stayed...I think Dad because he really does want us to be in touch with our "Canadian side"...but I think they respect me more. I don't know, but I think so. This week was really important for my family...so many people lost people they love, Anthony and Morag and the Hufflepuffs and even the Minister, which is scary, but...but it's so easy to forget what you have. I didn't think to memorise Benji's face--curl my hands around his hands and remember how they felt, really pack away that last kiss in a little velvet box in my mind. I don't think my dad ever understood how hard it was when he left because we never really had the chance to say goodbye, and if they are killing people again...he's still a Muggleborn, he's still in danger, isn't he. He says he won't be scared away, but...finally, my family talked about that, and when we all said goodbye, everything had a weight to it...just in case. Just in case this time Dad doesn't have the time to run...just in case. Or if for some reason, there's a raid on St. Mungo's, and it's Mum...Archie and I have talked about how, if Dad dies, he has to be the man of the house, but Viola asked what happens if something happens to Mum, and I guess I never realised that that would have to be from me...so. I have to be a grown up for good. Mum and Dad wanted me to stay a child a bit longer, there at a school in Alberta, but...I need to be grown up, here. 000 + comment

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