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sweetpinkpixie · 08-08-2022, 06:05 AM

The library would simply have to make due without one of its books over the summer as one Mitsuki Rasting was not quite done reading it and had neglected to return it before getting on the train for home. Her Hogwarts robes long since packed up and in her trunk now settled in the luggage compartment, Mitsuki fussed a bit with her bangs that had grown too long over the course of the term and were falling over and tangling with her lashes...but not quite long enough to tuck behind her ears. It was a curious position she found herself in, did she cut her hair as she always did...or should she grow it out?

It was a curiosity that Pistachio, her sea foam green puffskein, could not assist her with. Though she suspected that the creature rather liked her longer hair since it served as a blanket around it while it nestled on her shoulder...as it was this moment.

The ears of her black cat knee socks hugging over her knee caps, the Ravenclaw folded her hands over the cover of the copy of Adventures of Huckleberry Finn as it lay against the black frill of her lolita skirt and stepped into an already occupied compartment because the wind had told her too. She surveyed the compartment she had been swept into, occupied by two girls and both older than herself. One, pale, slender, and with fine dark hair drawn with black ink, was also an eagle. The other, a girl with skin like sunlight caught within smoky quartz and with a companion that had Pistachio whistling, Mitsuki recognized as a Gryffindor. The first had a book with her, which begged to reason that this would be a quiet compartment with which to read...but she did not want to be too presumptuous.

So, still standing just a step beyond the threshold into the compartment - a threshold she had jumped over - the rising third year stared at both older girls while her puffskein wiggled back and forth upon her should with a whistle.

08-08-2022, 06:05 AM	#5 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,560 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 x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf The library would simply have to make due without one of its books over the summer as one Mitsuki Rasting was not quite done reading it and had neglected to return it before getting on the train for home. Her Hogwarts robes long since packed up and in her trunk now settled in the luggage compartment, Mitsuki fussed a bit with her bangs that had grown too long over the course of the term and were falling over and tangling with her lashes...but not quite long enough to tuck behind her ears. It was a curious position she found herself in, did she cut her hair as she always did...or should she grow it out? It was a curiosity that Pistachio, her sea foam green puffskein, could not assist her with. Though she suspected that the creature rather liked her longer hair since it served as a blanket around it while it nestled on her shoulder...as it was this moment. The ears of her black cat knee socks hugging over her knee caps, the Ravenclaw folded her hands over the cover of the copy of Adventures of Huckleberry Finn as it lay against the black frill of her lolita skirt and stepped into an already occupied compartment because the wind had told her too. She surveyed the compartment she had been swept into, occupied by two girls and both older than herself. One, pale, slender, and with fine dark hair drawn with black ink, was also an eagle. The other, a girl with skin like sunlight caught within smoky quartz and with a companion that had Pistachio whistling, Mitsuki recognized as a Gryffindor. The first had a book with her, which begged to reason that this would be a quiet compartment with which to read...but she did not want to be too presumptuous. So, still standing just a step beyond the threshold into the compartment - a threshold she had jumped over - the rising third year stared at both older girls while her puffskein wiggled back and forth upon her should with a whistle. __________________ 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