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SilverTiger · 07-25-2010, 07:16 AM

Term was already over, and Grayson was a bit disappointed. She'd had way more plans for things to do, but it seemed everything had conspired for her to not get a lot of them accomplished.At least she had the memory of the alumni ball, and the weirdness of Mr. Masterson babbling about pie. Not to mention Demarcus and his cat babbling. And she'd managed to meet a lot of new people. It was sad that some of her favorites were leaving now, though. She didn't even know if Raven had found out about the pumpkin juice incident, and how she'd talked herself out of trouble. She was really going to miss her own personal Hagrid, too. Maybe next term she'd have to go about things differently.

Walking into the Great Hall, her ubiquitous raspberry Converse not even cheering her up enough to bounce like she usually did, she glanced around at everyone at the tables. She needed to talk to people, but then she was distracted by the little white furry head poking out of her pocket. "I know, Draco. Back home soon," she said quietly, with little inflection. The thought of having to see her brother again was depressing, but at least she had some new potions she could try out on him. If she didn't use them beforehand. She didn't plan to, and headed for the Ravenclaw table. She'd start out there, but she figured she'd need to wander after a while. To talk to at least Raven and Torin, if not everyone else she considered a friend. But first, as she sat down, she glanced at the pitchers of water. They were most likely safe, but she couldn't say what Professor Vindictus might have done. After the ball, she wasn't about to underestimate him one bit.

07-25-2010, 07:16 AM	#9 (permalink)
SilverTiger MO & DMAC Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,152 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Sable Ileana Armstrong Gryffindor Seventh Year Ministry RPG Name: Skye Tamerlane Accidents & Catastrophes Ministry RPG Name: Jemma McCrae Minister's Office x5 x3	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Term was already over, and Grayson was a bit disappointed. She'd had way more plans for things to do, but it seemed everything had conspired for her to not get a lot of them accomplished.At least she had the memory of the alumni ball, and the weirdness of Mr. Masterson babbling about pie. Not to mention Demarcus and his cat babbling. And she'd managed to meet a lot of new people. It was sad that some of her favorites were leaving now, though. She didn't even know if Raven had found out about the pumpkin juice incident, and how she'd talked herself out of trouble. She was really going to miss her own personal Hagrid, too. Maybe next term she'd have to go about things differently. Walking into the Great Hall, her ubiquitous raspberry Converse not even cheering her up enough to bounce like she usually did, she glanced around at everyone at the tables. She needed to talk to people, but then she was distracted by the little white furry head poking out of her pocket. "I know, Draco. Back home soon," she said quietly, with little inflection. The thought of having to see her brother again was depressing, but at least she had some new potions she could try out on him. If she didn't use them beforehand. She didn't plan to, and headed for the Ravenclaw table. She'd start out there, but she figured she'd need to wander after a while. To talk to at least Raven and Torin, if not everyone else she considered a friend. But first, as she sat down, she glanced at the pitchers of water. They were most likely safe, but she couldn't say what Professor Vindictus might have done. After the ball, she wasn't about to underestimate him one bit. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥