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Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head:
Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head:
Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Victor García Massey Ollivanders
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| Missa Missa :3 astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Upon dismissal of Care of Magical Creatures, Eiji absolutely could not wait to get back to his dorm to 1) deposite all the ingredients he had collected during the lesson and 2) bathe and CHANGE because his robes were covered in kneazle fur. Yes, he knew that he could just apply a few cleaning charms and be all set...but there was something about the physical act of washing that felt more assuring than the wave of a wand. Probably because he preferred to work with his hands, hence his passions of potions and alchemy which required the steady hand.
Huffing and puffing not too unlike a Big Bad Wolf in some cases, Eiji's cheeks were also a bit red from the sheer embarrassment Professor Williamson had caused him and if he allowed his mind to wander there was also the whole debacle that was neither Nina nor Missa picking to be his partner that he was still refusing to entirely acknowledge he absolutely deserved.
Being 17-years-old was so hard sometimes.
So his pace was quick and his direction sure, he made his way along the path with his bag slung over his shoulder until the sleeve of his robe became ensnared by a jagged branch and that sufficiently clotheslined him with a loud and irritated GRUNT.
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
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