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Old 05-07-2010, 10:58 PM   #99 (permalink)
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Haha! It was great to be back, Adam decided as he made his way from the dorms and into the Common Room. Better than home, by far. And he didn't have to pay people monthly to stay here. Unlike that stupid guy who'd come to collect money off him the week before. Yeah, well a Confudus Charm had done an alright job on him. Adam wouldn't hear from him until Christmas, hopefully. And that was a long time away.

So WOOP! for school. Adam had never heard, let alone said that before. Dropping down onto one of the nearest chairs, he opened a book on the arm and pulled out a Muggle pencil before making marks on the pages. Occaisionally twisting the writing implement upside down, he ran a hand through his hair.

Writing songs was harder than he'd thought.
Abby just had her head resting in her hand with her elbow propped up on the armrest of her chair as she watched the happenings occurring between her new fellow students. Well, it wasn't all that fun. Mostly, it seemed, the Ravenclaws who passed by were younger than herself. Far younger. Like first year, second year younger.

Then, Abby was jerked out of her thoughts as the sound of something plopping down nearby reached her ears. Make that someone. Abby watched the boy who looked about her age as he set to writing in a book. By the way he was holding it, the view of whatever it was he was writing was obstructed, and Abby couldn't make heads or tails of the strange markings he appeared to be making. It didn't seem like he was writing in words.

Further piquing her interest, she realized he was writing in pencil. Back at home, everyone used Muggle pens or pencils. Unlike here. Quills? Well they were just so much of a hassle. Abby leaned back in her chair, not wanting to stare. Staring and trying to read something that someone else was writing was awkwaaaard. But still, perhaps curiosity got the better of her. "'Scuse me, but could I ask what you're working on?" she queried to the boy. He looked very focused on whatever it was. Abby decided she wouldn't be surprised if he didn't reply.
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