01-14-2020, 06:15 AM
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Ashwinder
Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: [GMT + 1]
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Emmeline Vance Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maria Kingstonsdottir Dolph Hufflepuff Sixth Year Ministry RPG Name:
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Originally Posted by Portraits "OOOOOO AAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAA AAAAAA AAAAA A A A A A A A A A AAAAAAAAA!"
Unfortunately for the little Miss before her, the Fat Lady's voice became more and more shrill as the song went on. And as she became more shrill, so too did her volume increase. The wave was noted AND very much appreciated, though not nearly as appreciated as applause would have been.
"Well don't just STAND there. Show some proper respect and ------"
But before the Fat Lady could finish her sentence, there was a blindly flash of white light ... the Gryffindor fifth year was no longer standing in front of the portrait.
.......she was INSIDE it......and the Fat Lady standing, her back to the frame, where the girl once had. Outside of her portrait and in the flesh.
"....HOW RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE!" she sang shrilly. "Where did she go?!" It had been on those day's which Cole just wanted to forget. Being in OWL year was hard enough but it didn't help when first his partner in transfiguation had accidentally transfigured his textbook into something indescernable and stinking that had given the whole classroom a stench of rotten eggs. He had to get Professor Rainwater to redo the damage and then in charms he had managed to make his rat grow large bunny ears and incredibly long whiskers when he had misspelled a charm. So pretty much a crappy day..
Trudging back up the steps to the Gryffindor common room to leave his backpack before dinner the blond boy's ears picked up the sound of the shrilly singing voice belonging to their house portrait. Just great the Fat Lady was in one of her opera moods. Could this get any worse? He'd probably not getting into the cr for another hour.
Coming up in front of the portrait he was met with a shocking scene, the portrait was empty and the Fat Lady was standing outside it in the flesh. Or was he imagening it? Blinking he approached cautiously. "Evening miss ladyship! Is everything all right?"
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