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*Holmesian Feline* · 08-23-2011, 04:44 AM

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Originally Posted by Tazenhani

The raffle. It had been just one of the places Sabel had tried to avoid on his wanderings, but strangely enough, his feet led him back to the bright booth every time. It never seemed to change much, besides in composition of crowd. He wasn't sure what he was expecting to see, or not see, but it definitely wasn't the simple, non-troublesome state he observed it in every time he passed.

It was on his fifth visit to the stand that he noticed something different. A certain face from the past that brought a small smile to his lips. Walking up behind Simon, he clapped the younger boy on the shoulder the same as he had done all those weeks ago when Damien had called him to Hogwarts to help deal with those polyjuiced women. "A bit straining on the eyes, don't you think?"

Feeling the clap on his shoulder from behind, Simon turned almost in a sense of deja vu. His expression turning from questioning to a plain ordinary smile as he spotted the young man standing there as he had back on the practice pitch several weeks before. "Sabel...hey," he greeted before glancing again at the multi-colored tent at the older boys question. "Yes, indeed. Just a bit."

Turning back, the recent graduate couldn't help but look over his former housemate, something he hadn't been able to when last they ran into each other. "How have you been?" he asked slightly curious as to what he had been up to the last year. The last he had heard, he was doing something he himself had nearly considered...training with the Auror department.

08-23-2011, 04:44 AM	#61 (permalink)
Holmesian Feline Chimaera Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: Baker Street Posts: 30,221 Hogwarts RPG Name: Marcus Briody Cole Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Nadia Atreyu-Rehman Gryffindor Sixth Year x8 x8	Toothless - Napoleon of Crime - Gryffinclaw - Owl Emissary - Pirate Auror - DoctorDonna Quote: Originally Posted by Tazenhani The raffle. It had been just one of the places Sabel had tried to avoid on his wanderings, but strangely enough, his feet led him back to the bright booth every time. It never seemed to change much, besides in composition of crowd. He wasn't sure what he was expecting to see, or not see, but it definitely wasn't the simple, non-troublesome state he observed it in every time he passed. It was on his fifth visit to the stand that he noticed something different. A certain face from the past that brought a small smile to his lips. Walking up behind Simon, he clapped the younger boy on the shoulder the same as he had done all those weeks ago when Damien had called him to Hogwarts to help deal with those polyjuiced women. "A bit straining on the eyes, don't you think?" Feeling the clap on his shoulder from behind, Simon turned almost in a sense of deja vu. His expression turning from questioning to a plain ordinary smile as he spotted the young man standing there as he had back on the practice pitch several weeks before. "Sabel...hey," he greeted before glancing again at the multi-colored tent at the older boys question. "Yes, indeed. Just a bit." Turning back, the recent graduate couldn't help but look over his former housemate, something he hadn't been able to when last they ran into each other. "How have you been?" he asked slightly curious as to what he had been up to the last year. The last he had heard, he was doing something he himself had nearly considered...training with the Auror department. __________________