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*Nordic Witch* · 05-04-2011, 02:53 PM

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Originally Posted by Ivy Nienna

It was him! And he recognized her!

Smiling shyly, Ivory pushed her palms against the table about to get up herself to shake his hand, or hug him, or something- when Treyen beat her to it. Hugged him well enough for all of them.

Exhaling a breath of air that sent her bangs flying, she settled for turning sideways so that she faced both Dallin and the Tibi! meet and greet all at once. With a grin, the Ravenclaw prefect listened to what he had to say and couldn't resist piping up. "Aw, we weren't mad." A little upset at having lost such an outstanding Ravenclaw and quidditch player but never mad. That word was reserved for when muggle commercials lasted too long, or when on a hot day you were the unlucky person who wore black. That was when Ivory got mad at least. "But it's great to have you back Tibi-" She stopped herself short there. Perhaps, he didn't want to be called that anymore. "Tiberius." she corrected with a one dimpled smile even though with all honesty it sounded a bit odd to pronounce his full name in a social setting. Kind of felt like she was getting to lecture him, which she so totally was not.

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Sophie had been sitting quite still at the Gryffindor table for a long time. Feeling the need to stretch her legs since Headmaster Tate wasn't by the looks of it giving his speech anytime soon the lioness prefect wandered over to the Ravencalw table to talk to Ivy. She was fond of her Ravenclaw co-prefect and hoped to get to know her better. Spotting Ivy's familar brown haired head amongst the seated Ravenclaw's Sophie walked over calling out "H! Ivy! How is the feast going over here? Any trouble?"

Sliding into a vacant seat next to Ivy she let her co-prefect do her work. She needed a respite from the intense Gryffindor Table knowing that the first years were in Patroclus very capable hands. If something went awry Sophie could always race back over and help out. Pulling her brown back with a red ribbon she put the conversation with Evan out of her mind. Now was a time to be merry and enjoy the feast not grumble over things she couldn't control.

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Nordic Witch Grindylow Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: [GMT + 1] Posts: 14,375 Hogwarts RPG Name: Juno Snakebark Gryffindor Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: JT Forsfelle Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ariadne Rose Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Mirabelle Draguar Ravenclaw Third Year Ministry Department Head: Violet Fawley Ecological Protection x3	Swedishfish Girl! ❄ Page-Turning Seamstress ❄ Jess's Soul Sister! Sweetest Swede! Quote: Originally Posted by Ivy Nienna It was him! And he recognized her! Smiling shyly, Ivory pushed her palms against the table about to get up herself to shake his hand, or hug him, or something- when Treyen beat her to it. Hugged him well enough for all of them. Exhaling a breath of air that sent her bangs flying, she settled for turning sideways so that she faced both Dallin and the Tibi! meet and greet all at once. With a grin, the Ravenclaw prefect listened to what he had to say and couldn't resist piping up. "Aw, we weren't mad." A little upset at having lost such an outstanding Ravenclaw and quidditch player but never mad. That word was reserved for when muggle commercials lasted too long, or when on a hot day you were the unlucky person who wore black. That was when Ivory got mad at least. "But it's great to have you back Tibi-" She stopped herself short there. Perhaps, he didn't want to be called that anymore. "Tiberius." she corrected with a one dimpled smile even though with all honesty it sounded a bit odd to pronounce his full name in a social setting. Kind of felt like she was getting to lecture him, which she so totally was not. [/FONT] Sophie had been sitting quite still at the Gryffindor table for a long time. Feeling the need to stretch her legs since Headmaster Tate wasn't by the looks of it giving his speech anytime soon the lioness prefect wandered over to the Ravencalw table to talk to Ivy. She was fond of her Ravenclaw co-prefect and hoped to get to know her better. Spotting Ivy's familar brown haired head amongst the seated Ravenclaw's Sophie walked over calling out "H! Ivy! How is the feast going over here? Any trouble?" Sliding into a vacant seat next to Ivy she let her co-prefect do her work. She needed a respite from the intense Gryffindor Table knowing that the first years were in Patroclus very capable hands. If something went awry Sophie could always race back over and help out. Pulling her brown back with a red ribbon she put the conversation with Evan out of her mind. Now was a time to be merry and enjoy the feast not grumble over things she couldn't control. __________________