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sweetpinkpixie · 01-31-2024, 12:28 AM

Warranty? Well that certainly opened up another cornucopia of follow up questions that otherwise had Anna distracted from following through further with her opinion on uniforms. It was a shame too, because she realized that she was in favor of them and needing to argue against them was going to be a real healthy brain exercise. Instead the mishap with the goblet had her thoughts every shade of distracted, even bouncing back to the first discussion and things people had shared...specifically Brandon's mentioning of memory charms...

...why...did her thoughts keep coming back there? Why was, just like her finger tracing the rim of a button on her blouse, the thought of someone unjustly Obliviate-ing another person circling around and around and around in her thoughts? It was not uncommon for the Hufflepuffle to zone out in class and ascend through the heights of her imagination...but this was a little different. A slightly different glaze painted her eyes as incoherent flashes whipped through her view: an untied pink sneaker, a broken music box on the floor, shredded curtains, a white rabbit stuffed animal, a deep turquoise brocade rug with golden fringe...

Perhaps it was because her eyes had been held open for so long, perhaps some it was because of some other forgotten reason, but Anna's eyes began to water and as soon as a tear trickled down her cheek she snapped back into focus - and snapped SO much that she nearly fell backwards out of her chair. She didn't, thankfully, but she did slam her palms down on the table in front of her rather suddenly and with enough force that her palms turned a little pinkish.

Um...what were they talking about?

01-31-2024, 12:28 AM	#81 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,390 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 x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Warranty? Well that certainly opened up another cornucopia of follow up questions that otherwise had Anna distracted from following through further with her opinion on uniforms. It was a shame too, because she realized that she was in favor of them and needing to argue against them was going to be a real healthy brain exercise. Instead the mishap with the goblet had her thoughts every shade of distracted, even bouncing back to the first discussion and things people had shared...specifically Brandon's mentioning of memory charms... ...why...did her thoughts keep coming back there? Why was, just like her finger tracing the rim of a button on her blouse, the thought of someone unjustly Obliviate-ing another person circling around and around and around in her thoughts? It was not uncommon for the Hufflepuffle to zone out in class and ascend through the heights of her imagination...but this was a little different. A slightly different glaze painted her eyes as incoherent flashes whipped through her view: an untied pink sneaker, a broken music box on the floor, shredded curtains, a white rabbit stuffed animal, a deep turquoise brocade rug with golden fringe... Perhaps it was because her eyes had been held open for so long, perhaps some it was because of some other forgotten reason, but Anna's eyes began to water and as soon as a tear trickled down her cheek she snapped back into focus - and snapped SO much that she nearly fell backwards out of her chair. She didn't, thankfully, but she did slam her palms down on the table in front of her rather suddenly and with enough force that her palms turned a little pinkish. Um...what were they talking about? __________________ 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