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hermionesclone · 09-19-2015, 10:44 PM

Was that OLD music playing down the corridor?

Phillip wrinkled his nose as he walked down the sixth floor corridor and towards the classroom. If this was a sign as to what the lesson was going to be about, he was NOT going to be happy. Not at all. Make it interesting please, Professor Transfiguration Lady.

And speaking of the professor, she was standing towards the front of the classroom offering them sweets! S W E E T S! Phillip LOVED those but he DIDN'T love that smile on the professor lady's face. He furrowed his eyebrows before saying, "Helloooooo, Professor!" Were all of these sweets BAD ones? The ones with foul taste? Could he inspect them first? Or get someone else to try them?

But you know what? He was going to take one ANYWAYS. Because sweets. FREE sweets.

Moving away from her, the first year went to plop himself down on a seat. Name badge? Pulling out a quill, the boy started scribbling down the name he was VERY proud of.

Quote:

Phillip Romalotti

Now that that was done, he had ONE VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION: What were they going to do with those instruments up there? Because if it meant playing them, he was going to refuse. No way was he embarrassing himself like THAT.

09-19-2015, 10:44 PM	#23 (permalink)
hermionesclone Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,852 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Graduated x11 x11	urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Was that OLD music playing down the corridor? Phillip wrinkled his nose as he walked down the sixth floor corridor and towards the classroom. If this was a sign as to what the lesson was going to be about, he was NOT going to be happy. Not at all. Make it interesting please, Professor Transfiguration Lady. And speaking of the professor, she was standing towards the front of the classroom offering them sweets! S W E E T S! Phillip LOVED those but he DIDN'T love that smile on the professor lady's face. He furrowed his eyebrows before saying, "Helloooooo, Professor!" Were all of these sweets BAD ones? The ones with foul taste? Could he inspect them first? Or get someone else to try them? But you know what? He was going to take one ANYWAYS. Because sweets. FREE sweets. Moving away from her, the first year went to plop himself down on a seat. Name badge? Pulling out a quill, the boy started scribbling down the name he was VERY proud of. Quote: Phillip Romalotti Now that that was done, he had ONE VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION: What were they going to do with those instruments up there? Because if it meant playing them, he was going to refuse. No way was he embarrassing himself like THAT. __________________