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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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| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Minus five out of ten, would not recommend jumping into any fountain while wearing socks and trainers, not that Sadie particularly cared in this moment as her arms wrapped around her fiancé's neck. The spin was so unnecessary, but she could forgive him for it as the moment his lips met hers she was enveloped by a buoyant joy that made ever drenched second worth it. Both hands moved to cradle either side of his face, palms molding to those strong cheekbones of his, as she kissed him back while the playful splashes from the fountain served as a reminder of the unexpected magic of the moment. "Don't ruin the moment by being ridiculous," she laughed against his lips, completely incapable of containing her smile. She hadn't even had a proper moment to examine the ring!
It was only after another moment or two that she pulled back to look at Curtis properly and his insufferable but endearing smirk. Shaking her head, the surreal combination of exhilaration and disbelief eliciting a soft laugh, she plucked a waterlogged leaf from the top of his head and tossed it back into the water. "How about...I visit the Leaky Cauldron another day," she suggested, her arms settling around his neck again as she swayed a little back and forth. "I think I'd much rather go back to our flat to celebrate."
__________________ 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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