12-11-2011, 02:10 AM
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Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3
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Originally Posted by Mandana After that complete craziness at the end of term feast, Matt was more than happy to be on the train; sure he would have minded having another moment to just take a picture of the Great Hall in his mind. Well he did remember enough to be able to sketch something but that could wait until he found a compartment, he wandered through the train; looking around for anywhere that had empty compartments since he didn't exactly expect to be by himself for long. Enough with the wandering, dude just find a compartment and go. Simple. Hmm that was true. However it seemed as though the five minutes wandering around were just wasted, quickly he managed to find an empty compartment and walked in; closing the door part of the way behind him. Now he could just relax, there would be no ridiculousness so he could finally focus on a sketch. Speaking of which, he grabbed his sketchbook from his messenger bag and took a seat while flipping to a blank page. Stella was conflicted about being on the train, honestly. She was looking forward to the summer, getting to see Risa again, telling her everything that she hadn't felt right putting in an owl message, but she also knew that once she got back to London, Talia was getting her and she'd only have a couple hours or so before she was heading back to France. Therefore, she had the train ride, and those couple of hours to maybe spend time with certain people. Not to mention all the other friends she'd made, some of whom she had a feeling she might not see for a while. That reminded her of what else was coming, even if it was a year from now. Not only would she have finished another term, but Matt would be graduating.
It all just made her feel strangely worried, and as she pulled her trunk along the corridor to look for a compartment, she cuddled Lyra with her other arm. At least the kitten knew she needed comfort. Although, as she passed another compartment door, she glanced inside and saw just the person she wanted to see, and she smiled as she set her trunk down long enough to open the door again. "Mind some company?," she asked, noticing the sketchbook that was out. Hopefully he didn't want to be alone, because she liked watching him draw. Even if she hadn't gotten to do that a lot, other than that one time in the library ages ago. She still liked it, and spending time on the train with him was better than hiding in a compartment by herself.
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