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AmbiguouslyMe · 03-14-2012, 01:14 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

"Consider your secret safe with me," she said, giving him a rather awkward two finger salute. It was always nice to have a spot that you could call your own. Your own quiet sanctuary. Come to think of it, Kurumi wasn't sure that she had one for herself at Hogwarts. Sure, she had the kitchens and the library, but everyone came in and out of there.

"Emrys," she repeated, trying to put the name to memory. It was a unique name, so she SHOULD be able to remember it.

She laughed again and nodded. "Thank you, for sharing your wall," she replied as she slid down it into a sitting position facing the really odd piece of artwork. "I've always wondered why anyone would want to teach trolls how to do ballet...or do you suppose the trolls asked him to teach them?" Either notion was rather...far fetched in the Gryffindor's eyes.

Emrys snorted as she saluted. Clasping his hands over his mouth and nose, his eyes were wide. He hoped that she didn't think he was laughing at her, but he did not try to explain it away. Awk.ward.

Sliding down the wall to face the tapestry, he leaned his head against the cold stone and tilted it toward her as he talked. "Well, I suppose if you wanted to create some sort of oddity to draw attention, trolls trying to do something as elegant as dance could be humorous?" Emrys shrugged. That was his leading theory. Either that or Barnabas was pure bonkers.

"I am kinda curious how he kept them from bludgeoning him to death, though."

03-14-2012, 01:14 AM	#18 (permalink)
AmbiguouslyMe SA & DMLE Mooncalf Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Boston Posts: 6,674 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hazel Martin-Pryce First Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Scout MacIntyre Daily Prophet Reporter x4	Granddaddy Ravenclaw \| \| Jermione Granger Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie "Consider your secret safe with me," she said, giving him a rather awkward two finger salute. It was always nice to have a spot that you could call your own. Your own quiet sanctuary. Come to think of it, Kurumi wasn't sure that she had one for herself at Hogwarts. Sure, she had the kitchens and the library, but everyone came in and out of there. "Emrys," she repeated, trying to put the name to memory. It was a unique name, so she SHOULD be able to remember it. She laughed again and nodded. "Thank you, for sharing your wall," she replied as she slid down it into a sitting position facing the really odd piece of artwork. "I've always wondered why anyone would want to teach trolls how to do ballet...or do you suppose the trolls asked him to teach them?" Either notion was rather...far fetched in the Gryffindor's eyes. Emrys snorted as she saluted. Clasping his hands over his mouth and nose, his eyes were wide. He hoped that she didn't think he was laughing at her, but he did not try to explain it away. Awk.ward. Sliding down the wall to face the tapestry, he leaned his head against the cold stone and tilted it toward her as he talked. "Well, I suppose if you wanted to create some sort of oddity to draw attention, trolls trying to do something as elegant as dance could be humorous?" Emrys shrugged. That was his leading theory. Either that or Barnabas was pure bonkers. "I am kinda curious how he kept them from bludgeoning him to death, though."