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Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fifth 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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| #TeamPurple astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote:
Originally Posted by Ginevra Fiona was admittedly quite disappointed when she found out that the class would be practicing a simple freezing charm. However, she kept her expression neutral and she began to look around for a partner. Soon her eyes fell upon walking disaster Atlas. Sighing heavily, Fiona made her way to him. "Want to be my partner?" If he stood around long enough with the big puppy eyes...eventually someone would come find him. And an older student too so it was a kind of double bonus for him in that regard. Even if...she was a Slytherin. Aboli had left a bad taste in his mouth towards the house, which was an entirely misguided sentiment but HE WAS CERTAIN OF IT.
"Oh...um...sure...yes...please," he stammered and nodded his head lightly while adjusting his hold on his own wand. Atlas felt some sort of way about practicing spells on another person. "You...can go first..." An excuse for a demonstration and also he could procrastinate on actually making any attempts himself.
When the professor called time and told them to break off into teams, it was a true no brainer for the Gryffindor. Purple was his favorite color! So on went a purple headband and then his attention was back on the older Slytherin girl. Did she want purple too or...orange?
__________________ 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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