09-17-2011, 11:18 PM
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| Mooncalf
Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Seventh Year | Ern's Walmart Greeter Brooklyn stared at the professor as he spoke about Chauncey Oldridge and hos this guy was the first one to have Dragon Pox and all that. Sadly enough, she really didn't like History of Magic, having almost failed it during her homeschooling. Merlin, hopefully this guy could keep her awake and learning more than her mother and Waverly had.
EEEEEEEEEEP. What was this? The professor was separating them all into corners? She didn't like this. Little Brookie started at the professor, perplexed, before standing and heading toward the back left corner of the room. Now, what was he going to do to them all? GASP.
__________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________  _____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine __________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e |
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