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Walrus 
Jacob made his way back down from the boys dorm, his hair still wet, but this was not freezing lake water, it was warm soft prefect bath water. So now he was warm, and he was finally allowed to get the letters.
He found them exactly as he left the, still unopened. Which saved many Ravenclaws from complete torture.
Jacob moved over to his couch right in from of the fire place, which felt extremely pleasant in contrast to the freezing conditions outside.
Jacob put down the three letters, looking between Each one. "Magpies... Bats... Falcons" he mumbled to himself. He'd sent 8 letters on only received 3 so far... it was rather depressing for a beater of his skill he should be begged for.
Jacob looked over the three trying to decided which to open first.
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Pokah Face Feeling slightly exhausted from the day, Roderigo clambered into the Ravenclaw Common Room after shrewdly answering the knocker's question. Seeing as it was only slightly crowded inside, he plopped down at a table near the crackling fire and reached into his school bag. He pulled out his copy of A Standard Book of Spells: Grade 7 and flipped to roughly one-third in. Sliding the book closer to him, he began silently reading.
Theodore, a roll in his hand that he had taken from the great hall, was munching on his bread as he strolled into the common room. Looking around for any familiar face, he thanked his lucky stars that he found two: Ravenclaw captain, Jacob Blunt, and studious Spaniard, Rod De La Cerda. Approaching the corner where the two boys sat, Theodore ploppled down onto the rug near the fireplace and took a large bite of his dinner roll. "G'd ev'nin', Rod. 'ey, 'acob." His mouth was so full of food that he could barely articulate in proper English. Swallowing down his food, he peered at both of them and the work in front of him. Both looked quite serious.