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hermionefanforever · 09-15-2009, 10:30 PM

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Originally Posted by DogsPajamas

Gryffindor... The word rang in Song's ears. Gryffindor emphasises the traits of courage as well as "daring, nerve and chivalry", and thus its members are generally regarded as brave, though sometimes to the point of recklessness. She thought twice about telling the Sorting Hat he was wrong and slipped off the stool, making her way hurriedly towards her house table. Brave? As if. She couldn't even say hello to her fellow housemates without her legs turning to jelly. It was plain and obvious that the Sorting Hat had got it very wrong indeed. She'd be better off in Hufflepuff.

Feeling the sweat form on her the surface of her palms, she scanned the bench for a seat, preferably one far away from anyone else as possible. But then he eyes caught a familiar face, one of a Prefect she'd met during the train journey. Swallowing nervously, and hoping he wouldn't mind if the measley, bespectacled girl from the train came and sat with him, she began to move forwards, keeping her gaze fixed firmly on the floor until she reached him. He hand reached for his shoulder. Wow. He was talking to a lot of people. She immediately regretted her decision and took a step back. Why was she so stupid? Biting her lip, she took another step in the oppisite direction, towards an empty seat where she could mope all by herself. Perfect.

Yeah. Right.

Too much energy! TOO MUCH ENERGY! Can't....sit.....down....much.....LONGER!!! She hated it when that happened. When it felt like she was about to just shoot up from her seat. But right then, she felt like she was about to go straight to the moon. And sitting down only made her energy go even higher. She needed to walk....somwhere....anywhere....even if it was a short distance, at least it would be getting her overly bottled up energy out. So, what did she do? She jumped up, and started skipping around, whistling a little tune, her hair swishing side to side, a huge grin on her face.

Now...were to go? That was the question. She thought about going to the Hufflepuff table, but thought against that. Dominic Denton scared her too much. Hmm....maybe the Gryffindor table. They had happy, cheerful, unscary people there. So, skipping over, she looked around for a familiar face.

And ran right into the comic girl, Song.

"I'm sooooo sooooorrrry Comic gi-I mean Song."she said, feeling the heat start to climb to her cheeks. Note to self; don't call Comic Girl, Comic Girl in front of her face. She could remember that....hopfully. She looked down at the girls robes and smiled. "Your in Gryffindor! Congratulations! Personally I would have thought you would have been in Huffl-I mean, um....this house."she smiled sheepishly, cursing herself for being hyper to where she was now just spitting out the things that were on her mind. She took a deep breath, trying to look....sincere? "I think this house will be just right for you."she said, nodding and patting Song on the back. "They can protec-Um....teach you special things that will help you, otherwise I'm sure the hat would have put you in a different house...right?" Yeah...nice cover up Jenn. Very smoooooth.

"So, um....why don't we sit, here!" She pointed to a empty section of the tables, grabing Song's hand and draging the poor girl down to the area. "Then we can talk and become great friends! Sound like a plan? Good!" That was one thing about Jenn. Hyper+Overly Friendly Personality=You become her friend no matter what.

09-15-2009, 10:30 PM	#129 (permalink)
hermionefanforever Billywig Join Date: Mar 2008 Location: In your wig... Posts: 3,040 Hogwarts RPG Name: William Andrew Darcy (Will) Fifth Year	NOT Overrated \| Jessiewhale Quote: Originally Posted by DogsPajamas Gryffindor... The word rang in Song's ears. Gryffindor emphasises the traits of courage as well as "daring, nerve and chivalry", and thus its members are generally regarded as brave, though sometimes to the point of recklessness. She thought twice about telling the Sorting Hat he was wrong and slipped off the stool, making her way hurriedly towards her house table. Brave? As if. She couldn't even say hello to her fellow housemates without her legs turning to jelly. It was plain and obvious that the Sorting Hat had got it very wrong indeed. She'd be better off in Hufflepuff. Feeling the sweat form on her the surface of her palms, she scanned the bench for a seat, preferably one far away from anyone else as possible. But then he eyes caught a familiar face, one of a Prefect she'd met during the train journey. Swallowing nervously, and hoping he wouldn't mind if the measley, bespectacled girl from the train came and sat with him, she began to move forwards, keeping her gaze fixed firmly on the floor until she reached him. He hand reached for his shoulder. Wow. He was talking to a lot of people. She immediately regretted her decision and took a step back. Why was she so stupid? Biting her lip, she took another step in the oppisite direction, towards an empty seat where she could mope all by herself. Perfect. Yeah. Right. Too much energy! TOO MUCH ENERGY! Can't....sit.....down....much.....LONGER!!! She hated it when that happened. When it felt like she was about to just shoot up from her seat. But right then, she felt like she was about to go straight to the moon. And sitting down only made her energy go even higher. She needed to walk....somwhere....anywhere....even if it was a short distance, at least it would be getting her overly bottled up energy out. So, what did she do? She jumped up, and started skipping around, whistling a little tune, her hair swishing side to side, a huge grin on her face. Now...were to go? That was the question. She thought about going to the Hufflepuff table, but thought against that. Dominic Denton scared her too much. Hmm....maybe the Gryffindor table. They had happy, cheerful, unscary people there. So, skipping over, she looked around for a familiar face. And ran right into the comic girl, Song. "I'm sooooo sooooorrrry Comic gi-I mean Song."she said, feeling the heat start to climb to her cheeks. Note to self; don't call Comic Girl, Comic Girl in front of her face. She could remember that....hopfully. She looked down at the girls robes and smiled. "Your in Gryffindor! Congratulations! Personally I would have thought you would have been in Huffl-I mean, um....this house."she smiled sheepishly, cursing herself for being hyper to where she was now just spitting out the things that were on her mind. She took a deep breath, trying to look....sincere? "I think this house will be just right for you."she said, nodding and patting Song on the back. "They can protec-Um....teach you special things that will help you, otherwise I'm sure the hat would have put you in a different house...right?" Yeah...nice cover up Jenn. Very smoooooth. "So, um....why don't we sit, here!" She pointed to a empty section of the tables, grabing Song's hand and draging the poor girl down to the area. "Then we can talk and become great friends! Sound like a plan? Good!" That was one thing about Jenn. Hyper+Overly Friendly Personality=You become her friend no matter what. __________________ ... I like it like that, windows down, chillin' with the radio on.