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Deezerz · 08-29-2016, 01:14 PM

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Originally Posted by Kimothy

Back to Hogwarts again. And this time, for her second time around.

In all due honesty, Vivian wasn't really sure if she was just as excited as she was in her first year. Of course, it was her first last term. She was supposed to feel excited... but now, the twelve year old sort of wished the summer had been extended. She wanted to spend time with her aunt, and her twin baby cousins who turned one this summer, her sister, parents, and well... that Romanian boy. It made her sad for the last few days of her summer, that she wouldn't be seeing him again.

Here's to hoping Aunt Elise would keep her word and not tell dad and Uncle Chris about said boy, yeah?

Trying to keep her positive vibes all around, Vivian forced a smile on her face. She'd be able to see her Hogwarts friends again, and her favourite professors, and all that. Merlin, she also missed the house elves and their great food too! Guess there were other reasons to be happy about, so the blonde kept her mind on that.

After she found an empty compartment, Vivian settled her things. Marshmallow, her Kneazle, was with her. She also tuned her new guitar - the one she got from her parents for her twelfth birthday. Music was her company for the next few hours, unless a friend came by. Would be really comforting.

He's done it again. Cornelius Orion Baltazar has lost Mustard, the bearded dragon, again! The boy kept telling himself he did not lose the Mustard. The Mustard lost itself. It wasn't his fault, really. Cornelius had provided the lizard with different options of settlement. There were his pockets, which thanks to his dad's help were made roomy for the lizard. There was his hair, it made a great bed, soft and bouncy. Then there were his shoulders. Room everywhere. But did the Mustard appreciate all of that? No.

Hands tucked into his pockets and ignoring the empty feeling, Cornelius strolled down the corridor, not freaking out yet. If Mustard didn't turn up in a while then that's when he'll allow himself to lose his beans.

That's when he heard a soft faint tune. Music. Cornelius had to find! Taking larger steps towards the sound, the boy poked his curly head into the compartment. "Is that a guitar I hear?"

Oh, heeeeey!

"Hey, Vivian." Long time no see.

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Deezerz Mooncalf Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Camp Half-Blood Posts: 7,752 Hogwarts RPG Name: Antonella Carrow Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Azrael Carrow Slytherin Fifth Year x8	That's Rough Buddy \| Be the Flower \| Moon & Stars Quote: Originally Posted by Kimothy Back to Hogwarts again. And this time, for her second time around. In all due honesty, Vivian wasn't really sure if she was just as excited as she was in her first year. Of course, it was her first last term. She was supposed to feel excited... but now, the twelve year old sort of wished the summer had been extended. She wanted to spend time with her aunt, and her twin baby cousins who turned one this summer, her sister, parents, and well... that Romanian boy. It made her sad for the last few days of her summer, that she wouldn't be seeing him again. Here's to hoping Aunt Elise would keep her word and not tell dad and Uncle Chris about said boy, yeah? Trying to keep her positive vibes all around, Vivian forced a smile on her face. She'd be able to see her Hogwarts friends again, and her favourite professors, and all that. Merlin, she also missed the house elves and their great food too! Guess there were other reasons to be happy about, so the blonde kept her mind on that. After she found an empty compartment, Vivian settled her things. Marshmallow, her Kneazle, was with her. She also tuned her new guitar - the one she got from her parents for her twelfth birthday. Music was her company for the next few hours, unless a friend came by. Would be really comforting. He's done it again. Cornelius Orion Baltazar has lost Mustard, the bearded dragon, again! The boy kept telling himself he did not lose the Mustard. The Mustard lost itself. It wasn't his fault, really. Cornelius had provided the lizard with different options of settlement. There were his pockets, which thanks to his dad's help were made roomy for the lizard. There was his hair, it made a great bed, soft and bouncy. Then there were his shoulders. Room everywhere. But did the Mustard appreciate all of that? No. Hands tucked into his pockets and ignoring the empty feeling, Cornelius strolled down the corridor, not freaking out yet. If Mustard didn't turn up in a while then that's when he'll allow himself to lose his beans. That's when he heard a soft faint tune. Music. Cornelius had to find! Taking larger steps towards the sound, the boy poked his curly head into the compartment. "Is that a guitar I hear?" Oh, heeeeey! "Hey, Vivian." Long time no see. __________________