10-13-2015, 03:40 PM
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| Erkling
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Originally Posted by Symphora Henric thought maybe he could hide in here for awhile. He needed to get himself drown in the world of dragons to help calm his whirlpool of thoughts and worries. He had yet to see llia around..perhaps she was at the lake,study table or in her dorm...merlin she could be anywhere. But right now he didn't think he was ready to meet her yet.Honestly speaking, Henric was a ball of nerves since the day he returned back to Hogwarts. As much as he tried his best to hide them, he simply couldn't. He was pacing back and forth the aisle trying to find the book he usually kept at a special place but it wasn't there. Who could possibly have taken/borrowed it? He huffed angrily to himself.Fuu..calm down...calm dowwn...Henric.
He,of course, didn't notice the girl standing by the corner.... The brunette stood in the corner and grabbed a book or two. One on magical creatures and the other one she wasn't all that sure of, maybe it was about some kind of strange spells and charms. Rissa glance at the book about magical creatures. She was curious about magical creatures. She knew she wouldn't go ahead with a profession on magical creatures but she found them very interesting. The brown eyed girl skimmed through the book and looked up when she saw someone.
She looked at the boy carefully and knew who he was. Larissa closed the book. "W-why i-is it I...I always f-find y-you in the a l-library o-or a b-book s-shop?" She asked walking towards him.
__________________ dandelion, born to live free, riding on a breeze,
on a summer night tucked back in the weeds, guess that's just me  in a bed of red roses, i'm the one growing up on the wilder side
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