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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 The faint trace of mint and toffee had already begun to fade — mercifully — leaving behind only the quieter, more manageable presence of the garden itself. Iris let that settle, her attention re-centering as Aurora spoke.
Seeds. Books. Ancient runes.
Familiar territory that was much more manageable.
Her expression softened almost immediately, something more natural threading through it now as she adjusted her grip on the journal, thumb resting along the edge of the page she had very intentionally not returned to.
"Did you?" she replied, a small note of genuine interest lifting her tone. "That's… a dangerous section to linger in if you're not careful." The faintest hint of a smile followed, warming her freckled features. "At least for me, always leave with more than intended."
Especially recently. What had begun as a fairly contained line of inquiry had… shifted. She had gone in looking for connections between bindrunes and ancient cursework from the South American continent, but somewhere along the way the thread had pulled in a different direction. Toward markings that weren't simply inscribed onto objects…
Her gaze dipped briefly to the journal in her lap, then back to Aurora... a quiet awareness beneath her blue eyes, as if something might recrudesce if she let her focus slip too far.
"Were they more foundational texts, or…" she asked with a slight tilt of her head, "…something more specialized?"
__________________ 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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