02-14-2008, 08:03 PM
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Romanian Longhorn
Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Neverland
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Margaret Jacqueline Atkinson Morris Fifth Year | Potter’s Princess A+ FangGirl Aithley blew some air as a strand of her raven hair that got in front of her eyes, making it hard for her to see as properly as she was used to. However, that was not the only reason why she was doing such a thing. Class, Aithley Apple Aitken was actually going to attend a class. Her first one in her whole life, mind you, and it didn't feel like it would be any fun at all. After all, she was sure that what she'd see when she got in the classroom would be a bunch of little nerds, all sitting down ready to write whatever the stupid woman or man that was teaching said.
When she entered class, however, her mouth dropped at the sight of an extremely pink woman. Shuddering, her eyes landed on a boy who seemed to be just as disturbed as she was for the colour choice. 'I agree. Pink is evil, I tell you' She nodded.
As the professor started to speak about boyfriends and girlfriends, her eyes widened too. Oh God gracious! Where on Earth was she?
__________________ I gotta go back to the muggle world,
they're gonna try and tell me this wasn't, that none of this happened,
but you know what? It was real. It did happen.
We spent time here. We made friends here. That's a part of us.
Cause Hogwarts is bigger than any of us, of any of it's founders,
and it's going to be around long after we're gone.
Maybe we'll see our kids come here one day.
That's the thing about Hogwarts.
No matter how long you're away from it, there's always a way back. |
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