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Mad Eye Touz · 10-31-2009, 12:50 AM

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Originally Posted by Amummy

Daphne pretended to be very busy with her scarf for a minute there. She allowed Plymouth to move (i.e. hop) away from her. Instead, the Gryffindor took in the sight of the students. Everyone was super excited. Especially a one Celandine Toussaint who was busily cheering on the Ravenclaw team. She possessed bountiful amounts of house spirit; Daphne just couldn't be bothered.

Bringing her hazel eyes back to Plymouth Morgan, Daphne caught him doing--something very Plymouth Morgan like. Heh. Wincing at the loud whistle, she stepped cautiously his way.

"Alright, alright, one rule, Plymouth," announced Daphne as she took a seat next to him. She raised one finger and held it right in front of his face. "If you're going to blow that whistle, you have to take three steps away from me to do it. Okay?"

Plymouth gave his whistle one last LOOOOOONG blow, complete with a serious of AIR PUNCHES.

RAVEN - CLAW!!! WINNERS. WINNNERS. WINNNNNERS. Plymouth was apart of the House of WINNERS.

"Then it most certainly is not worth blowing this whistle." Just like that, Plymouth took it off and gently put it over Daphne's head. He even took the extra time to pull her hair from the string the whistle was attached to. Plymouth would STAY beside Daphne, thank you very much.

He NEEDED a PomPom.

"RAVENCLAWS ARE NUMBER ONE,
WE CAN NOT BE OUTDONE!"

Hehe. He put his arm around Daphne. Maybe she'd start yelling, too?

10-31-2009, 12:50 AM	#169 (permalink)
Mad Eye Touz Diricawl Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Throne. Posts: 26,786 Hogwarts RPG Name: Zahra Kettleburn Graduated	Inside Kitty \| HIT ENTER \| UNO Queen Quote: Originally Posted by Amummy Daphne pretended to be very busy with her scarf for a minute there. She allowed Plymouth to move (i.e. hop) away from her. Instead, the Gryffindor took in the sight of the students. Everyone was super excited. Especially a one Celandine Toussaint who was busily cheering on the Ravenclaw team. She possessed bountiful amounts of house spirit; Daphne just couldn't be bothered. Bringing her hazel eyes back to Plymouth Morgan, Daphne caught him doing--something very Plymouth Morgan like. Heh. Wincing at the loud whistle, she stepped cautiously his way. "Alright, alright, one rule, Plymouth," announced Daphne as she took a seat next to him. She raised one finger and held it right in front of his face. "If you're going to blow that whistle, you have to take three steps away from me to do it. Okay?" Plymouth gave his whistle one last LOOOOOONG blow, complete with a serious of AIR PUNCHES. RAVEN - CLAW!!! WINNERS. WINNNERS. WINNNNNERS. Plymouth was apart of the House of WINNERS. "Then it most certainly is not worth blowing this whistle." Just like that, Plymouth took it off and gently put it over Daphne's head. He even took the extra time to pull her hair from the string the whistle was attached to. Plymouth would STAY beside Daphne, thank you very much. He NEEDED a PomPom. "RAVENCLAWS ARE NUMBER ONE, WE CAN NOT BE OUTDONE!" Hehe. He put his arm around Daphne. Maybe she'd start yelling, too? __________________