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  MO & DMLEBlast-Ended Skrewt
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Lyric Bayliss-Black
Slytherin Fourth Year  x12  x12
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SPOILER!!: Hufflepuff boys! Quote:
Originally Posted by Symphora  Henric needed to find a compartment so he could have his *winkwink* alone time with his girlfriend. Hmm...he wondered if the middle cars were all full...there should be an empty one around here somewhere, right? But he saw students had already occupied most of them. *sigh* He should keep on looking then. He stopped and peeked through one of the compartment doors again, and was relieved to find an empty one finally! Yessss! He sat himself comfortably and propped his feet up onto the seat opposite to him. Nice~~~ Quote:
Originally Posted by Samia Seventh year coming through! Yes, that was the attitude of one Noel Wallace as he strolled down the corridor. LAST TIME. It was the last time, Noel was ecstatic really. He just needed to make sure Hogwarts didn't kill him for one more term. And he will be free.
Seeing as most of the compartments were full, Noel decided to not be so picky and walked into one with the person he was in okay terms with. "'Sup, Nicolei?" he greeted idly, and pushed open the door a little more so Lamb could follow him in.
He watched as the crup climbed the seat opposite of Henric and waited for the younger puff to move his legs. Because hello, rude. Hanging with friends (and family) was one of the best things, yes...and she obviously had loads of family on the train...but this was Olivia's FIRST time on the Hogwarts Express. That meant that an ADVENTURE was awaiting her...somewhere...and the tiny blonde planned to find it!
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Or...she would...in a moment...
WAS THAT A CRUP?!
Peering into a random compartment, Olivia butted her way inside, completely ignoring the two older boys present. "Oh, look at how cute you are!!!" She carefully snatched the small creature up, nuzzling her face against his soft furry body. Gus, who was perched atop her blonde curls, leaned forward to get a better look. "I've wanted one, but my mum is mean." Not even two weeks worth of staged food strikes had solved the issue.
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