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Krel Ansell · 01-04-2012, 02:52 PM

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Originally Posted by Nat nat

Tennessee climbed up to the Gryffindor tower only to find out the password seemed to have slipped her mind due to the bouncing and jumping and running up the staircase. "Merlin!" she gasped as she reached the portrait of the Fat lady. She grinned at the portrait as it asked for the password. How's she gonna enter their common room? She couldn't even wait to lie on her bed. "Wait a sec," she said as she thought of it. "Kurumi told us about this, hmmmm." Tenn scratched her head. w minutes have passed and the fat lady got bored waiting she fell asleep. Uh-oh!

She started flailing her arms and jumped up and down the corridor. "I know those words. C'mon," she muttered to herself. the fat Lady even woke up due to the racket she had been making and is looking at her with a raised eyebrow. "Oooh.. ohhh i know it," she said as she run back near her. "Angel's drum," she beamed as she waited for the door to wing open. The Fat lady smiled and frowned. "Please just let me in, i really want to get inside now," she begged. The fat lady shook her head and even asked her if she's really from Gryffindor. She nodded and nodded, "yes..yess Yesss," she said trembling. "It's just that i am not really good in remembering things like those especially not when i ate too much sweets," she blabbed again. She covered her mouth to stop herself.

then she made another attempt, "Was it Angel's Lire? Or something like that?" she asked. "Was it..." she said hopelesslyy. "Ohhhh.. Could you just please give me a clue? Even just one?" she begged. "Please? Please pleaseeeeee," she said bouncing in front of the painting. This is mad. Totally mad.

Can someone help her in. Daiiiiiiisssssyyy!!!!

She grew tired and sat beside the portrait as it may swing open when someone comes out or if a Gryffindor goes in. But she never stopped guessing, "Uhhmmm," she bit her lip. "Is it Angel's lake? Fruit Cake? Chocolate frog?licorice wands? Angel's wings?" The fat lady just kept on saying No! No! No! No! No! No! NO! NO! No! NO! NO! NO!

AS if she has ESP, Daisay appeared around a corner. “Merlin’s beard,” She said clapping her hands to her ears in an exaggerated fashion. It was quite now, and Daisy took her time looking around “What was all that racket! Did you see who was making it?”

She walked up to Tennessee scratching at her leg, just bellow the knee where her wool socks ended. A red spot was there as if Daisy had spent a good portion of the feast scratching at it. “What are you doing out here Tenn? Is the Fat Lady missing from her portrait?”

01-04-2012, 02:52 PM	#17 (permalink)
Krel Ansell Mooncalf Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Drowning in files Posts: 7,071 x1	randomly tagged \| Norbert(a) \| The Wandmaker (tm) Quote: Originally Posted by Nat nat Tennessee climbed up to the Gryffindor tower only to find out the password seemed to have slipped her mind due to the bouncing and jumping and running up the staircase. "Merlin!" she gasped as she reached the portrait of the Fat lady. She grinned at the portrait as it asked for the password. How's she gonna enter their common room? She couldn't even wait to lie on her bed. "Wait a sec," she said as she thought of it. "Kurumi told us about this, hmmmm." Tenn scratched her head. w minutes have passed and the fat lady got bored waiting she fell asleep. Uh-oh! She started flailing her arms and jumped up and down the corridor. "I know those words. C'mon," she muttered to herself. the fat Lady even woke up due to the racket she had been making and is looking at her with a raised eyebrow. "Oooh.. ohhh i know it," she said as she run back near her. "Angel's drum," she beamed as she waited for the door to wing open. The Fat lady smiled and frowned. "Please just let me in, i really want to get inside now," she begged. The fat lady shook her head and even asked her if she's really from Gryffindor. She nodded and nodded, "yes..yess Yesss," she said trembling. "It's just that i am not really good in remembering things like those especially not when i ate too much sweets," she blabbed again. She covered her mouth to stop herself. then she made another attempt, "Was it Angel's Lire? Or something like that?" she asked. "Was it..." she said hopelesslyy. "Ohhhh.. Could you just please give me a clue? Even just one?" she begged. "Please? Please pleaseeeeee," she said bouncing in front of the painting. This is mad. Totally mad. Can someone help her in. Daiiiiiiisssssyyy!!!! She grew tired and sat beside the portrait as it may swing open when someone comes out or if a Gryffindor goes in. But she never stopped guessing, "Uhhmmm," she bit her lip. "Is it Angel's lake? Fruit Cake? Chocolate frog?licorice wands? Angel's wings?" The fat lady just kept on saying No! No! No! No! No! No! NO! NO! No! NO! NO! NO! AS if she has ESP, Daisay appeared around a corner. “Merlin’s beard,” She said clapping her hands to her ears in an exaggerated fashion. It was quite now, and Daisy took her time looking around “What was all that racket! Did you see who was making it?” She walked up to Tennessee scratching at her leg, just bellow the knee where her wool socks ended. A red spot was there as if Daisy had spent a good portion of the feast scratching at it. “What are you doing out here Tenn? Is the Fat Lady missing from her portrait?” __________________