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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Professor Cox
Ravenclaw
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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

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Airey Flamsteed
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The echo of footsteps behind him sent Nyle's mind skittering faster than his feet could manage. He hadn't even stuck around, mentally, long enough to hear anyone greet him. Oh Merlin. What if the vines hadn't been totally destroyed and managed to weave their way through the cracks in stone and chasing him down for revenge? What if there was some rogue potted plant thumping after him down the corridor? Or worse...what if three potted plants, stacked on top of each other in a trench coat, were stomping along like some absurd leafy monster? His imagination was both too quick and far too ridiculous, but worst of all betraying his passions.

His shoe caught against the flagstones in his scramble and he lurched forward, barely saving himself by smacking shoulder-first into the wall just adjacent to his portal out of here. He winced, clutching shoulder, and dared a glance back—

—and his stomach dropped.

It wasn’t a murderous vine or hopping monstera. It was Aurora. Aurora, who had been laughing at the feast, surrounded by people who actually deserved her company. And now here she was chasing after him. The guilt sank its teeth in sharp and fast. She shouldn’t have to waste her evening trailing after a coward who couldn’t even sit through supper without bolting. Nyle tried for a smile, but it trembled into something smaller and apologetic. "Uuuuuuuh...someone's got to make sure the benches outside are still upright. Very important job."
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