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Charing Cross Rd. Mod St. Mungo's Mod    Niffler
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Vashti Amstern Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Zephyr Amstern Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nathaniel Hensley Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Apollo Finch-Selwyn Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Avalon Dane Gryffindor Fifth Year
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Originally Posted by feltbeatslover22 Well here she was. After taking a, lets just call it a break, to think about certain 'things' Miss Trixie Malfoy was most certainly back. Heck seeing as she had a few weeks to prepare a costume before the ball, the 16 year old had bought something herself before the occasion. Which is why when she walked through the doors, she came fully blown in Gold as GOLDILOCKS!
Yeah she didn't exactly have to do much, she was always called Blondie anyway, a few curls in the hair, throwing them up in bunchies with gold ribbons, her makeup simple yet pretty, gold high heels Which she might have gone just a little TOO pricey with her gold Choker and her short Gold dress. In her clutches was a small brown teddy, just to complete the look. She looked the part, and well, she FELT the part.
But she was dateless....
An aspect which devastated her. So with a small huff, the Slytherin sat alone at the seating her eyes scanning around for someone she knew, in fact ANYONE. Poor little Goldilocks *Pout* Leaving the food table with a plate loaded with pudding and several slices of pie (because if she was going to have fun at this thing, she was eating dessert first), Vashti searched for an empty place to sit. Or hopefully a place where one of her friends were sitting. She hadn't been all that social for awhile, but even when she was upset and worried as she was, she hated being alone all the time. She needed someone to talk to, about anything if not her problems. Heck, at this point, she'd probably be willing to talk to anyone if it meant she didn't have to be alone.
So when she spotted someone covered from head-to-foot in gold sitting alone at a table, she started gravitating to that table - until she realized who it was and then a smile actually broke across her face. "Trixie!" the third year exclaimed, quickening her pace to reach the table faster. This was a mistake, however, because one of her feet caught the hem of her long dress, causing her to trip and lose her hold on her plate, which sailed through the air...heading straight for Goldilocks!Trixie.
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