10-19-2010, 06:29 AM
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| Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Fourth Year x5 x3
| Professor Vindictus (and the vuvuzela), Danika and Salander. Others maybe as well. Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict It was quickly becoming her go-to TWT outfit, as Grayson made her way into the stands wearing her fuzzy boots, parka, thermal shirt and Hogwarts crest tshirt. With her striped beanie and two scarves. One Slytherin and one Hufflepuff, although there was the tiniest hint of blue around her neck as well. She was still undecided who exactly she was going to cheer for, although the overpowering bent was Hogwarts. Of course. Hence the green and yellow being way more obvious at the moment (and her tshirt). She'd hoped the weather would be warmer for the third task, but apparently everyone was trying to finish things off quicker, rather than wait til term was almost over. Like had gone on in the historical tournaments.
But back to this one, and partway up the stands she turned to face the wall. "GO RAIDEN AND FLETCHER!!!!!," she yelled, before going back to her search for the perfect seat. A grin appeared on her face as she saw that more of the professors were there, and she waved at Professor Hadley and Professor Welton, before turning and seeing Salander and Danika. "Hi Salander, hi Danika," she called out, sending her Slythie friend and the Durmstrang girl a smile and a wave. It had to be hard for the other girl, not having any of her schoolmates still in the running. But she gave her points for being there. Contemplating going over there, she was then distracted by yet another din, coming from . . . another mischievous grin crept onto her face as she saw Professor Vindictus had brought back his vuvuzela, and she moved nearer. At least the knit cap dulled the noise a tiny bit, as she had it pulled way down around her ears. But it would be awesome if she could have brought one. Or even had one in the first place, and she dropped into a seat near her head of house. "HI PROFESSOR VINDICTUS," she said loudly between his exuberant vuvuzela-blows, grin still on her face. Obviously he must have something dulling his hearing to stand the noise. At least then she could be loud without worrying. Not like they heard much from the actual task yet.
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