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RachieRu · 05-03-2011, 02:31 PM

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Originally Posted by Waterloo

Apparently he'd been sorted into Slytherin. He was a tad disappointed with this.. the thought of having to sleep in a dungeon made his skin crawl slightly. How absolutely gross. He hoped the house elves kept it spick and span down there - he hadn't thought of packing cleaning products.

What Knox had failed to notice, was that the Great Hall had tables split into the four houses. Unawares, the newly sorted Slytherin simply hurried to the nearest table and squeezed himself onto the bench.

"Can someone pass me the pumpkin juice?" He asked noone in particular. "I'm absolutely parched!"

Mmm. That person didn't seem to belong at this table. At first Finlay thought maybe that the guy had some friends in ravenclaw and was joining them for the opening feast. But then he realised that the guy was on his own. Mmm. He must have been new, especially considering he was wearing green, and wasn't at the slytherin table. Well. That settled things. Finlay had to go and say hello.....he was the headboy after all.

Ahh. The guy wanted some pumpkin juice. Well may as well get him some. Standing up, Finlay picked up a jug of pumpkin juice, and wandered over to the guy, placing the jug on the table, before sittin down himself. "Hey..." Well this felt a little weird.

05-03-2011, 02:31 PM	#157 (permalink)
RachieRu Thestral Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: The Wall Posts: 80,717 Hogwarts RPG Name: Narcissa Hensley Gryffindor Third Year x6 x4	Vanessa the Snot Girl l Rachels Rule \| rock,tumble,&roll ❆ adorable coffee bean Quote: Originally Posted by Waterloo Apparently he'd been sorted into Slytherin. He was a tad disappointed with this.. the thought of having to sleep in a dungeon made his skin crawl slightly. How absolutely gross. He hoped the house elves kept it spick and span down there - he hadn't thought of packing cleaning products. What Knox had failed to notice, was that the Great Hall had tables split into the four houses. Unawares, the newly sorted Slytherin simply hurried to the nearest table and squeezed himself onto the bench. "Can someone pass me the pumpkin juice?" He asked noone in particular. "I'm absolutely parched!" Mmm. That person didn't seem to belong at this table. At first Finlay thought maybe that the guy had some friends in ravenclaw and was joining them for the opening feast. But then he realised that the guy was on his own. Mmm. He must have been new, especially considering he was wearing green, and wasn't at the slytherin table. Well. That settled things. Finlay had to go and say hello.....he was the headboy after all. Ahh. The guy wanted some pumpkin juice. Well may as well get him some. Standing up, Finlay picked up a jug of pumpkin juice, and wandered over to the guy, placing the jug on the table, before sittin down himself. "Hey..." Well this felt a little weird. __________________ It's the end of the show. Of the historemix. We switched up the flow. And we changed the prefix But we want to say. Before we drop the curtain. Nothing is for sure. Nothing is for certain