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Whilst Di Marco was thinking of the best way to hex the prefect and make it look like she really meant it, she noticed a couple of kids - one of them older than her, she thought - run down the corridor, grinning WAY too much. Frowning, she leaned over to see what they were running from and immediately rolled her eyes. Dungbombs and stuff... So old school. Who even does that anymore? Pfft. Should she tell the Prefect? Breathing in, the stench suddenly got to her and the brunette gagged. "Hold on a second," she said to the prefect and cast a bubble head charm on herself. She LOVED this charm - it made everything look and sound so bizarre. "Yes, ok," she added as the charm completed itself and she grinned. Those school pranks may be old school, but there were scarily effective and kinda amusing, in a way. They'd managed to cheer HER up, at any rate. Smiling at the prefect through the tanklike thing over her head, she made a mental note to tell Bridget about this. |
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The Ravenclaw gave an outline on what humans could do which ant's could not like build empires, battle with wands and make intelligent desicions for the world's future. Getting a feeling the lioness asked "Is that what you dream to do in life build an empire?" Or maybe that was a Slytherin's ambition? Shrugging Sophie wondered if providing her year had been a wrong idea. It seemed to only make the Ravenclaw girl grip her wand tighter. "I only supplied my year since i assumed you already guessed that I was older then you are."Erm, okay did that make sense? She and her logic. Quote:
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The fowl stench that the dungbombs left was unbearable. She knew at least one of the culprits by appearance since she had helped the girl out during the previous year. Her name was Arabella-Marie something she remembered. Holding her hand over her nose Sophie turned her attention to the Ravenclaw that she had been talking with. After their chat was over she was going to report to one of the staffer's that the first floor needed to be cleaned. Quote:
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Stumbling down the hallway, being slammed into walls, stepped on, and falling flat on her face was Serena, a small, not so innocent first year. After falling yet again she got incredible lost |
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Confused and alone Serena continued down the hall until she was shoved into a pair a fourth years. "I'm ever so sorry" she said in a small scared voice |
Sophia danced around a little bit as she skipped through the first floor corridor. She didn't know what she was looking for, or really what she was after. It was getting cold outside, but it didn't matter too much to her right now. If she got bored, she'd just run upstairs and then be merry outside. She wasn't in her robes, but since there wasn't any classes for her to go to today she didn't feel as though she need to be in them. She just pulled her vest around her a little closer as she walked by a window and a draft came through. Once she passed that, she placed her hands in her front jean pockets and actually walked normally for a little bit. What was there to do today? |
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Now where the hell was he? He was lost but he didn't know where he was even headed to so how could he be lost? He was just plain him so he was lost all of the time. As he was walking he was paying no attention and ran into someone. |
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