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TeafortheSoul · 04-10-2016, 02:57 PM

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Originally Posted by StarShine

Eleven year olds ought to be lively, friendly and excited. However, Katherine was none of those. If her features weren't of a child, one would think that she was a 30 year old woman deceived by life, and the last part wasn't a lie, either: she had come to Hogwarts to supposedly attend the best wizarding school in the world, and yet her very first feast was completely ruined by a food fight. Then, her second feast was ruined by two poltergeists, and she had to spend both nights hungry. Moreover, she had managed to do about 0 of the things she had promised herself - being the leading points earner; having a few hardworking, good friends; making every professor know her name... she was a complete failure, but that was going to change next term. She had already finished studying the second year's History of Magic textbook and was onto the Potions now. Over the summer, she was going to finish all, and THEN everyone would see what she was capable of.

Hopping onto the train, she entered the first empty compartment she found and shut the door closed. She didn't want to be disturbed.

The thing was, Charlotte Kettleburn was a) not a mind reader and b) not particularly predisposed to NOT disturbing people. It was her GENERAL STATE OF EXISTENCE. She was LOUD even when she was quiet, and right now was no exception as she basically BURST into the compartment, and in a whirlwind, flopped dramatically in the seat opposite the first year.

PHEW.

PHEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.

She had to unpack her TRAIN SUPPLIES. That meant candy (in packets that rustled annoyingly), a magazine (with shiny shiny pages), and best of all, a wind up radio on which she could listen to the WWN. EVERYONE LOVED THE WWN!

OOooooh an AGROMANTULA SONG! Charlotte hummed along and unwrapped the rustly wrapper of a particularly noisy piece of candy.

04-10-2016, 02:57 PM	#5 (permalink)
TeafortheSoul Formerly: Tegz Demiguise Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton Posts: 24,239 Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12	haha. hi. lives in a hobbit hole \|\| Ern and Touz's Nuzzle \|\| roflysst \|\| looking at a seed packet Quote: Originally Posted by StarShine Eleven year olds ought to be lively, friendly and excited. However, Katherine was none of those. If her features weren't of a child, one would think that she was a 30 year old woman deceived by life, and the last part wasn't a lie, either: she had come to Hogwarts to supposedly attend the best wizarding school in the world, and yet her very first feast was completely ruined by a food fight. Then, her second feast was ruined by two poltergeists, and she had to spend both nights hungry. Moreover, she had managed to do about 0 of the things she had promised herself - being the leading points earner; having a few hardworking, good friends; making every professor know her name... she was a complete failure, but that was going to change next term. She had already finished studying the second year's History of Magic textbook and was onto the Potions now. Over the summer, she was going to finish all, and THEN everyone would see what she was capable of. Hopping onto the train, she entered the first empty compartment she found and shut the door closed. She didn't want to be disturbed. The thing was, Charlotte Kettleburn was a) not a mind reader and b) not particularly predisposed to NOT disturbing people. It was her GENERAL STATE OF EXISTENCE. She was LOUD even when she was quiet, and right now was no exception as she basically BURST into the compartment, and in a whirlwind, flopped dramatically in the seat opposite the first year. PHEW. PHEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. She had to unpack her TRAIN SUPPLIES. That meant candy (in packets that rustled annoyingly), a magazine (with shiny shiny pages), and best of all, a wind up radio on which she could listen to the WWN. EVERYONE LOVED THE WWN! OOooooh an AGROMANTULA SONG! Charlotte hummed along and unwrapped the rustly wrapper of a particularly noisy piece of candy. __________________ love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you