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SilverTiger · 01-06-2015, 07:59 AM

Of course. Of course they weren’t allowed to just head to their dorms and settle in, or curl up in the common room with a book. The craziness at the feast had made sure of that, and Brooklyn had followed the others at her own pace into the room, not surprised at all to find the healer and Professor Bellaire waiting there looking like they’d all done something wrong. Brooklyn knew she hadn’t done anything wrong. Even if she had, she knew better than to advertise it. Instead, as she made her way to one of the big leather chairs and perched on the seat, she sent the pink-haired girl a deadpan and still somehow judging look, before she’d taken in the bloody sight of the boy who had left and caused the trouble over by the Claw table. Ew, she thought, not looking at him for too long.

“Good evening Professor Bellaire. Good evening Healer Murdoch,” she said again, dipping her head politely at the two adults. She would have curtsied, but she was already sitting down and didn’t feel like getting up again. If they were going to get yelled at, she’d rather be comfortable.

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SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,291 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: Annika Owens-Byrne Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Sixth Year x5 x3	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Of course. Of course they weren’t allowed to just head to their dorms and settle in, or curl up in the common room with a book. The craziness at the feast had made sure of that, and Brooklyn had followed the others at her own pace into the room, not surprised at all to find the healer and Professor Bellaire waiting there looking like they’d all done something wrong. Brooklyn knew she hadn’t done anything wrong. Even if she had, she knew better than to advertise it. Instead, as she made her way to one of the big leather chairs and perched on the seat, she sent the pink-haired girl a deadpan and still somehow judging look, before she’d taken in the bloody sight of the boy who had left and caused the trouble over by the Claw table. Ew, she thought, not looking at him for too long. “Good evening Professor Bellaire. Good evening Healer Murdoch,” she said again, dipping her head politely at the two adults. She would have curtsied, but she was already sitting down and didn’t feel like getting up again. If they were going to get yelled at, she’d rather be comfortable. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥