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Weasley174 · 07-19-2011, 06:04 PM

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Originally Posted by Lockhartian

OH.

OOOOOOOOOOOOH.

Excuse me? No one was paying him attention! This is why he often wore the Prefect badge in his pocket. Which was...currently off his robes. Still, Penny knew him. And so did Simon.

THIS TIME...Treyen got in front of them both. Simon being slightly taller than him was odd, but he didn't care. "First of all, I'd beat both of you at Quidditch anyday...but that's not the point," right, that wasn't, but it was a different approach.

"NOW! Penny, I already talked to Simon about the points, no need to discuss them with him again, and...no need to give HIM excuses to talk back," he eyed her. That meant...shush and don't talk to him while he's angry. AND PAY ATTENTION TO THE BOY WITH THE BADGE.

Maybe.

"Simon. That's enough." Because Treyen had been a liiittle hurt by the library stuff, even if it wasn't him he was mentioning.

Simon was really annoyed and wasn't ready to calm down, he knew he had said some things that wasn't right, but she had been having a go at him and it seemed that Treyen was defending the girl even though she had started this, well at least now he knew that Treyen didn't care.

"So that's the way it is?" Simon snapped. "Everyone blaim Simon for everything." Simon was really annoyed. "And I thought you was my friend Treyen." Why did everyone think he started everything.

Simon looked at Treyen and then grabbed his bag up forgetting he hadn't closed it and a single letter fell out.

SPOILER!!: Letter for Treyen to read

Simon having not noticed the letter falling out ran straight out of the common room, in one bad mood, he was wishing that he had their life at the minute because his was so hard, though of course he couldn't tell anyone.

07-19-2011, 06:04 PM	#407 (permalink)
Weasley174 Giant Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: England Posts: 55,862 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rosie Wilson Gryffindor First Year x8	The Idea Man Kori-Kins Quote: Originally Posted by Lockhartian OH. OOOOOOOOOOOOH. Excuse me? No one was paying him attention! This is why he often wore the Prefect badge in his pocket. Which was...currently off his robes. Still, Penny knew him. And so did Simon. THIS TIME...Treyen got in front of them both. Simon being slightly taller than him was odd, but he didn't care. "First of all, I'd beat both of you at Quidditch anyday...but that's not the point," right, that wasn't, but it was a different approach. "NOW! Penny, I already talked to Simon about the points, no need to discuss them with him again, and...no need to give HIM excuses to talk back," he eyed her. That meant...shush and don't talk to him while he's angry. AND PAY ATTENTION TO THE BOY WITH THE BADGE. Maybe. "Simon. That's enough." Because Treyen had been a liiittle hurt by the library stuff, even if it wasn't him he was mentioning. Simon was really annoyed and wasn't ready to calm down, he knew he had said some things that wasn't right, but she had been having a go at him and it seemed that Treyen was defending the girl even though she had started this, well at least now he knew that Treyen didn't care. "So that's the way it is?" Simon snapped. "Everyone blaim Simon for everything." Simon was really annoyed. "And I thought you was my friend Treyen." Why did everyone think he started everything. Simon looked at Treyen and then grabbed his bag up forgetting he hadn't closed it and a single letter fell out. SPOILER!!: Letter for Treyen to read Dear Simon It's is with deepest regret that I am writting to you to tell you that you will no longer be representing the Hollian Royal Family, Whilst I am on the Throne you will be living in a small estate house that we have so kindly allowed you, your father and your mother to live in. With this being the case we think one bodyguard will be enough for the whole family and as such we have reassigned your bodyguard, also you no longer have access to any of the Royal Families cars, planes or boat. The only time you should enter the castle is when you are invited too, which will be on rare occations. Thank you for your time. King Richard. Simon having not noticed the letter falling out ran straight out of the common room, in one bad mood, he was wishing that he had their life at the minute because his was so hard, though of course he couldn't tell anyone. __________________ It's time for a party.