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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
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| Bria is at the table (sparing my brain & posting her later) fist bumps for any & all! astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Did someone call for a life-altering event!? "Yoooo — Griffin’s Door — let’s goooo!"
CJ hit the ground from the dais like he'd just been subbed into a match... meaning that his energy was already dialed up, grin wide, and absolutely riding the high. He made a beeline for the table, weaving between people and sitting knees with zero hesitation and a whole lot of confidence that may or may not have been earned.
"—whad up, whad up—" he added on the way in, tossing out a couple of easy fist bumps to anyone within range (that includes you two, bros ― Doom & Gloom and Fellow Bouncy Ball) like they were already teammates. "Good crowd, good crowd — happy to be here —"
And then—
Mid-stride.
He stutter-stepped.
Not subtle. Not graceful. A full, visible hitch like someone had yanked an invisible string.
Because ooooooooooooh.
"—no WAY," he said under his breath, blinking once as recognition hit like a solid bludger to the head...or maybe the chest...or maybe a double whammy. His head tilted slightly, eyes narrowing just a fraction as he pointed — trying for subtle, missing by a mile. "Coin Calculator."
Also known as Seventeen-Twenty-Nine when he referred to her in his thoughts and letters back home to teammates and friends. Scary Girl Daunting Damsel to mom and dad ― she was able to overlook a couple things since he used one of her smart people words to describe his blonde peer.
"Yooooo!" he called, already moving again, closing the distance with that loose, easy stride. "I don’t know if I’m in luck or if I should be running the other direction!” He slid into the seat across from her in one quick motion, a little too fast, knee bumping the underside of the table before he settled. He leaned forward just slightly, bracing an elbow on the table, still riding that amused disbelief. "Weeeeeeeell, fancy meeting you here. Come here often?" he grinned, gesturing vaguely around at the Gryffindor table. "Would just be my luck that I get sorted and immediately found the one person who can expose me for not understanding the currency."
__________________ 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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