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Mickey Darley · 09-01-2011, 08:22 PM

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Originally Posted by Jerrod

Jerrod was still sitting in the compartment and he was for the first time in ages, honestly, smiling. It was almost worth to take a picture of him and put it on the front page of The Daily Prophet. He had actually met people who was nice towards him. Though he were unsure where they were. Jordan and Faina had gone away and Mickey who had been sleeping had just walked out of the compartment like a zombie or something a minute ago ,because he didn't notice that Jerrod sat there. Jerrod was used to not being seen so he didn't bother say anything to Mickey, maybe Mickey wanted some peace. I can't wait to get sorted and, hopefully.. and get friends.. .. for a change. He thought and he imagined himself having a lots of friends.

"I'm back... Why is it taking so long to get there." Mickey whined sitting on the ground of the compartment. Her hair instead of the neat length it was a little while ago was a complete mess of uneven shortness that barely reached her shoulders.* Rubbing the back of her head as she yawned she just messed it up even more.* "I miss my jeans..." She mumbled leaning her head back on the sseat behind her.

09-01-2011, 08:22 PM	#507 (permalink)
Mickey Darley Streeler Join Date: Jul 2011 Posts: 228 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mickey Darley Sixth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Jerrod Jerrod was still sitting in the compartment and he was for the first time in ages, honestly, smiling. It was almost worth to take a picture of him and put it on the front page of The Daily Prophet. He had actually met people who was nice towards him. Though he were unsure where they were. Jordan and Faina had gone away and Mickey who had been sleeping had just walked out of the compartment like a zombie or something a minute ago ,because he didn't notice that Jerrod sat there. Jerrod was used to not being seen so he didn't bother say anything to Mickey, maybe Mickey wanted some peace. I can't wait to get sorted and, hopefully.. and get friends.. .. for a change. He thought and he imagined himself having a lots of friends. "I'm back... Why is it taking so long to get there." Mickey whined sitting on the ground of the compartment. Her hair instead of the neat length it was a little while ago was a complete mess of uneven shortness that barely reached her shoulders.* Rubbing the back of her head as she yawned she just messed it up even more.* "I miss my jeans..." She mumbled leaning her head back on the sseat behind her.