01-16-2013, 08:35 AM
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| Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Sixth Year x5 x3
| Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Heading down to the stables for the first Care of Magical Creatures lesson, all Kendall could think about was Midir. She wondered how the little fire crab was doing, and if he was even still at Hogwarts. Professor Newlin could have sent them back to a reservation, if there needed to be room for some other cool creatures that they’d be studying this term. She was curious about that as well, although also a bit concerned that the board of governors people being around was going to make classes less interesting for a while. It was possible the professors were all told to make lessons safer while the adults were sitting in on classes after all, but she desperately hoped not. She liked the unpredictability of CoMC, and as she stepped inside the stable, that appeared to be what she was going to get.
At least, there didn’t seem to be any of the board people there, and not even Professor Newlin. Which meant her question about Midir would have to wait until after the lesson, probably. In fact, the only person there appeared to be Selina the head girl, along with Beezus, and she nodded at the older redhead as she made her way toward a hay bale to take a seat. She didn’t really know the Gryffindor, after all, aside from by name and by remembering her delivering Kurumi cookies to the Claw table during the feast. She'd sent Beezus a grin, though. "Hi Beezus!," she greeted her friend and prefect, before looking at the other occupant of the stables. The coati standing by the chalkboard was immensely more interesting, and she reached a hand out toward the animal carefully, a strawberry in it. She figured the animal probably wouldn’t want chocolate, or at least Professor Newlin wouldn’t appreciate her feeding her pet chocolate when she wasn’t around to say it was okay. Fruit usually was okay though, and she’d snagged the berry at breakfast. She definitely didn’t want to approach the coati without some offering.
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