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*Samia* · 05-02-2026, 11:27 AM

The Great Hall glittered like it always did at the start of term -and Marina walked in like she belonged to it.

Which she did.

Obviously.

Her chin was tipped just slightly higher than necessary, steps light and deliberate as she made her way toward the Gryffindor table, eyes flicking over familiar faces, new ones, the whole spectacle of it all. Third year. That meant something. It had to mean something. You didn’t just survive two years of Hogwarts and come back the same.

Still... there was a strange sort of tightness sitting just under her ribs, like something unfinished had followed her all the way back from summer and decided to unpack without asking.

She slid onto the bench, smoothing her robes in a quick, practiced motion before reaching for a goblet she didn’t actually want yet. Her eyes flicked briefly toward the staff table before snapping back like it hadn’t mattered at all. “Well,” she said, a little too brightly, turning toward the nearest person like she hadn’t just been staring into absolutely nothing, “if third year doesn’t come with dramatic personal growth and at least one life-altering event, I’m going to be very disappointed.”

Her smile came easy. Too easy.

“Hi Eloy” she added, as someone introduced himself, “excited for Hogwarts? you certainly look it”

05-02-2026, 11:27 AM	#3 (permalink)
Samia Granian Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: sappyville♥ Posts: 21,135 Hogwarts RPG Name: Prof. Elara Voss Hufflepuff Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Marina García Massey Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Adrian García Massey Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Lorna Wren Hufflepuff Fifth Year Ministry Department Head: Landon Alfie Renaldi Accidents & Catastrophes x5	sappysapper MAJNOO, YO! The Great Hall glittered like it always did at the start of term -and Marina walked in like she belonged to it. Which she did. Obviously. Her chin was tipped just slightly higher than necessary, steps light and deliberate as she made her way toward the Gryffindor table, eyes flicking over familiar faces, new ones, the whole spectacle of it all. Third year. That meant something. It had to mean something. You didn’t just survive two years of Hogwarts and come back the same. Still... there was a strange sort of tightness sitting just under her ribs, like something unfinished had followed her all the way back from summer and decided to unpack without asking. She slid onto the bench, smoothing her robes in a quick, practiced motion before reaching for a goblet she didn’t actually want yet. Her eyes flicked briefly toward the staff table before snapping back like it hadn’t mattered at all. “Well,” she said, a little too brightly, turning toward the nearest person like she hadn’t just been staring into absolutely nothing, “if third year doesn’t come with dramatic personal growth and at least one life-altering event, I’m going to be very disappointed.” Her smile came easy. Too easy. “Hi Eloy” she added, as someone introduced himself, “excited for Hogwarts? you certainly look it” __________________ ......................let's be reckless, unaffected, running out until we're breathless ...............let's be hopeful, don't get broken, and stay caught up in the moment ♥