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Old 01-06-2022, 02:19 AM   #3 (permalink)
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Giselle Barrington
Slytherin
Fifth Year

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Sable Ileana Armstrong
Gryffindor
Seventh Year

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch View Post
Creaking open the door just a little to the laundry room Rosa stuck her head around the frame to see if she was alone. No other students or eleves were in sight, so the 7th year badgerette hurried inside leaving a trail of very PINK clothes in her wake including some underwear and socks. Her hair was awesomely pink gum coloured, but she fretted hugely over the fact that most of her clothes had turned pink too, which hadn't been her intention at all. What her professors was going to say the following day in classes remained to be seen, and most of all auntie Leanne.

Eyeing the tubs through hazel eyes Rosa lifted up a couple of blouses and sweaters determindley with the badger emblem flashing as she went over to dump her clothes in the water. If all went well she could be out of here before the house elves came back.
Every term since the battle, Ryan had visited the site of the wooden bridge to honor Aunt Fina and the others who had died there. Mostly Aunt Fina, and it had been slightly easier this year since Jasper had joined him. The crow had gone back to the edge of the forest before long, and the seventh year had made his way back up to the castle, figuring on seeing if he could snag a snack from the kitchens before heading off who knew where. Florrie or Helena were likely around somewhere, after all, or there were still possibly some areas of the castle he had yet to take stock of.

Before he could get to the portrait disguising the entrance to the kitchens, though, he caught sight of a familiar figure slipping into the laundry room amongst a flurry of pink, and he shifted direction to step inside just after his sister. “Someone pulling a prank this early in the school year?,” he asked, leaning against the wall near the door casually. Either that, or Rosa was having difficulty with color changing charms.
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