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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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Originally Posted by The Narrator An expert, this one. The presentation. The subtle and smoothness of the marble as it rolled ahead. It curved with the edges before sinking towards the middle. COLLIDE
The marbles went into every direction within the circle before falling into the hole... all but one. The lone marble was on the edge of the hole. It looked to be just a breath away from falling in. You got this? His face lit up radiantly, the sort of expression that suggested he'd momentarily forgotten all of his self-doubts and there were other people in the room who might be watching. His gaze darted between the scattered marbles and the lone survivor perched precariously at the edge of the hole.
"Come on now..." he murmured under his breath, leaning forward.
Then, with all the seriousness of someone attempting a perfectly legitimate Gobstones technique, Nyle pursed his lips together and blew a careful puff of air toward the marble.
It didn't move. Because of course it wouldn't move.
He considered, briefly, asking 'please' of it ― as though the marble might simply respond to politeness ― before chuckling to himself and retrieving another marble. Outside encouragement it was. He stepped back to the line, took aim, and sent the new marble skimming toward the lone survivor, hoping the impact would be just enough to send it tumbling the rest of the way in.
__________________ 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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