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Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry Department Head:
Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head:
Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Victor García Massey Ollivanders
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| with Rose/Medea for Laila/Botros astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf After having spent the day enjoying the rest of the festival and only listening to the music from afar, Airey made his way with Medea towards the stage just as they were announcing The Dead Kneazles. "Stellar! Just in time," he whispered to her as he tried to find an open seat closest to the stage. He gave a small shrug towards some seats and reached out with his henna covered hands - right hand done by one of the professionals at the festival and left hand done by Medea herself - to pull out a seat for her.
"Just need to make sure that Professor Botros can find us," he said while giving his suit a pat down for his wand. Maybe he should have worn a more colorful suit? Something a bit easier to spot. The smell of the dye from the henna filled his nostrils and he couldn't help but wince just a little. "Why did I let you talk me into do this? On BOTH my hands no less," he chuckled.
Rhetorical question. He already knew the answer as to why and hoped that it was obvious enough that she knew as well.
The professor took a quick glance towards the stage. Their former students hadn't taken to the stage yet, had they?
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
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