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Holmesian Feline · 09-11-2016, 07:38 PM

Pink was to be the uniform of the day it seemed, remembering the surprise she had gotten this morning. Pink robes returned from the laundry. Cassie had groaned at the change but had gradually relaxed as she saw that it had happened to everyone. Including the guys. Then the whole incident took on a whole new more amusing turn. Even if she inwardly hoped things might get straightened out at some point. Bright pink all around you all the time could be damaging to your eyes.

Or something.

At least divination class was the lesson for the day. Some might say it seemed fitting to have the crazy robes in the class. It certainly seemed to blend right into the reddish light of the tower classroom as she climbed the last few steps inside. And look…the professor even matched them. “Hello Professor,” Cassie greeted before reading the blackboard for any possible instructions. With no assigned seats, the third year moved to take an armed chair near a window as her seat. Setting quill to paper as she prepared herself for the lesson.

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Cassandra McNally
Ravenclaw
3rd Year

Was it just her, or was it stuffy?

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Holmesian Feline Acromantula Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: Baker Street Posts: 30,501 Hogwarts RPG Name: Marcus Briody Cole Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Simone Stone Graduated x8 x8	Napoleon of Crime - Gryffinclaw - ❄ Lunar Library Lurker ❄ - Owl Emissary - Pirate Auror Pink was to be the uniform of the day it seemed, remembering the surprise she had gotten this morning. Pink robes returned from the laundry. Cassie had groaned at the change but had gradually relaxed as she saw that it had happened to everyone. Including the guys. Then the whole incident took on a whole new more amusing turn. Even if she inwardly hoped things might get straightened out at some point. Bright pink all around you all the time could be damaging to your eyes. Or something. At least divination class was the lesson for the day. Some might say it seemed fitting to have the crazy robes in the class. It certainly seemed to blend right into the reddish light of the tower classroom as she climbed the last few steps inside. And look…the professor even matched them. “Hello Professor,” Cassie greeted before reading the blackboard for any possible instructions. With no assigned seats, the third year moved to take an armed chair near a window as her seat. Setting quill to paper as she prepared herself for the lesson. Quote: Cassandra McNally Ravenclaw 3rd Year Was it just her, or was it stuffy? __________________