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Lottiepot · 11-11-2014, 10:27 PM

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Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe

Thornton was lost in his own world, zig-zagging from side-to-side across the bridge. Maybe he could convince Mother and Father to come see the school grounds and then they could see how wonderful it was to be here and not kept to the manor.

But his thoughts were interrupted by a voice behind him. Freezing, he turned to find a rather annoyed looking older Ravenclaw. Even though she relaxed her frown quickly, Thornton's eyes grew wide with concern. "I'm very sorry. If I was in your way, please, let me step aside." Biting his lip, he stepped as far over, against the railing, as he could, trying not to look straight down. That should be enough room for her to keep moving through, yes?

Because he wanted to get back to committing every treetop to memory.

Yes. Great.

Kid either looked frightened or concerned and the Ravenclaw breathed out a heavy sigh in response. "Sorry. Shoulda just asked you politely" she stared at the child feeling ever so slightly bad for being such a grump. "I'm in a bit of a bad mood today." She didn't eat children or anything and she wasn't scary. In fact she was stuck with four flippin' nephews who particularly at Christmas time invaded the house with chocolate and noise and she couldn't get a word in edgeways. Hence why she used to go out with her friends a lot, something she really couldn't do here.

The sixteen-year-old whose accent was very much distinguishable from the majority of the Hogwarts population due to her working-class background and childhood growing up in the 'more common' areas of London couldn't help but notice how bloomin' polite he was. All this 'I'm very sorry' nonsense. These 'posh kids' drove her nuts and most of them weren't even that posh anyway! And then he bit his lip and she stared at him even more. "That's just your way of makin' me feel guilty, ain't it?" she attempted a smile, a joke almost. Just Layla wasn't very good at this cheerful rubbish.

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Lottiepot Graphorn Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: winks Posts: 17,993 Hogwarts RPG Name: Elias Greenwood Slytherin Graduated x12 x6	HeadGirlMC \| Treddie & Trixiver <3 \| Copy Girl \| Katie's Ickle Minion \| I love YOU more Quote: Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe Thornton was lost in his own world, zig-zagging from side-to-side across the bridge. Maybe he could convince Mother and Father to come see the school grounds and then they could see how wonderful it was to be here and not kept to the manor. But his thoughts were interrupted by a voice behind him. Freezing, he turned to find a rather annoyed looking older Ravenclaw. Even though she relaxed her frown quickly, Thornton's eyes grew wide with concern. "I'm very sorry. If I was in your way, please, let me step aside." Biting his lip, he stepped as far over, against the railing, as he could, trying not to look straight down. That should be enough room for her to keep moving through, yes? Because he wanted to get back to committing every treetop to memory. Yes. Great. Kid either looked frightened or concerned and the Ravenclaw breathed out a heavy sigh in response. "Sorry. Shoulda just asked you politely" she stared at the child feeling ever so slightly bad for being such a grump. "I'm in a bit of a bad mood today." She didn't eat children or anything and she wasn't scary. In fact she was stuck with four flippin' nephews who particularly at Christmas time invaded the house with chocolate and noise and she couldn't get a word in edgeways. Hence why she used to go out with her friends a lot, something she really couldn't do here. The sixteen-year-old whose accent was very much distinguishable from the majority of the Hogwarts population due to her working-class background and childhood growing up in the 'more common' areas of London couldn't help but notice how bloomin' polite he was. All this 'I'm very sorry' nonsense. These 'posh kids' drove her nuts and most of them weren't even that posh anyway! And then he bit his lip and she stared at him even more. "That's just your way of makin' me feel guilty, ain't it?" she attempted a smile, a joke almost. Just Layla wasn't very good at this cheerful rubbish. __________________