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Cedric · 05-11-2012, 02:55 AM

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Originally Posted by Macavity

Gideon hadn't been lying when talking to Selina the other day, the weather had been pretty nice, far nicer then it tended to be most of the time around this time of year. So anyone and everyone was taking advantage of this good fortune and the sixth year prefect was no different. He had been hanging out down on the grounds for a bit before finally heading back towards the castle...and the whomping willow that was in the vicinity.

He paused in his strolling taking in the fresh air around the energetic tree and after awhile was about to resume his walking when he spotted a Gryffindor seated off nearby. Taking a few steps closer, the slight reconization of earlier was confirmed, a certain head boy apparently chilling near the grounds around said tree. "Enjoying yerself and the flash of danger?" he mused as he slowly ambiled closer to his housemate.

Paulie heard footsteps. Not too many students were interested in the Whomping Willow at the moment, so he picked up on the subtle squish of the grass coming from behind him. Soon after came a voice, one that he had recognized from the train. Upon turning, he saw that it was indeed the Gryffindor prefect.

"Oh, hey, mate. Yep, I guess so. Though I reckon I'm a bit far to be too worried about injury." Unless the tree were to swat some bird really hard and send the thing flying directly at Paulie Foster! That'd be quite the sight.

He padded the ground. "Take a seat, if you're in no rush."

05-11-2012, 02:55 AM	#166 (permalink)
Cedric DERP Mooncalf Join Date: Jun 2009 Location: Winterfell Posts: 6,734 Hogwarts RPG Name: Samuel Chevalier Graduated x2	Aidella \| King of Confusion \| Brittana \| Forever ACROMANTULA Quote: Originally Posted by Macavity Gideon hadn't been lying when talking to Selina the other day, the weather had been pretty nice, far nicer then it tended to be most of the time around this time of year. So anyone and everyone was taking advantage of this good fortune and the sixth year prefect was no different. He had been hanging out down on the grounds for a bit before finally heading back towards the castle...and the whomping willow that was in the vicinity. He paused in his strolling taking in the fresh air around the energetic tree and after awhile was about to resume his walking when he spotted a Gryffindor seated off nearby. Taking a few steps closer, the slight reconization of earlier was confirmed, a certain head boy apparently chilling near the grounds around said tree. "Enjoying yerself and the flash of danger?" he mused as he slowly ambiled closer to his housemate. Paulie heard footsteps. Not too many students were interested in the Whomping Willow at the moment, so he picked up on the subtle squish of the grass coming from behind him. Soon after came a voice, one that he had recognized from the train. Upon turning, he saw that it was indeed the Gryffindor prefect. "Oh, hey, mate. Yep, I guess so. Though I reckon I'm a bit far to be too worried about injury." Unless the tree were to swat some bird really hard and send the thing flying directly at Paulie Foster! That'd be quite the sight. He padded the ground. "Take a seat, if you're in no rush." __________________