06-20-2012, 03:02 PM
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Diricawl
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Zahra Kettleburn Seventh Year | Ugh. I can't even. FAVORITE FAVORITE. MY HAND. *TWIRLS ON A MOUNTAIN* Inside Kitty | HIT ENTER | UNO Queen Quote:
Originally Posted by Leeness Lost and found was where people would normally come to find things that they had maybe found missing by some means or another. However, Elijah never lost things and even if he did, they wouldn't have ended up here. His possessions were FAR to valuable for even the most selfless of people to want to hand over.
No, Elijah wasn't here to pick up things that he had lost, but rather things others had lost. There was two methods behind his madness:
1) If he took some of the things that looked really precious and worth something, then there was a huge chance that the owner would put up posters begging for someone to find their dear heirloom or their lucky scarf. This would give him the opportunity to be the hero and people loved heroes. People loved him anyway because he gave them the pleasure of being able to look upon his face, but GORGEOUS and HERO was even better.
2) Failing the above, he would take pretty things that girls might like. That way he could hand them over as gifts to make them all giddy around him. It meant he didn't have to spend his own money (not that he was exactly lacking in galleons) to buy gifts for girls he didn't really care about. But, all that mattered was that they thought he had cared enough to go out of his way to buy them something...
... like that pretty locket! He removed it from amongst the other junk and turned it in his fingers. It was a silver locket on a very thin chain, the locket itself a seashell shape. When he opened the inside he saw a picture of some small child (presumably a sibling they left at home) on the left side and a witch and wizard embracing in a tight hug on the right. All three staring up at him, smiling as they moved in the small confines of the locket frame.
"Oh well," he said aloud, snapping the locket shut and pocketing it. This could work for either of the two ways. He would give the rightful owner to try and seek it out within two weeks, otherwise he'd hand it over to a somewhat pretty girl. Maybe a Slytherin? He hadn't flirted with a Slytherin in ages... They mostly detested a Hufflepuff's company, but when you looked as good as Elijah it was hard to resist, no?
Now, what else did this room of treasures hold? Was that an old Merlin and the Meerkats record?! SWEET! Aspen had had House Points on her mind for a while now. They hadn't meant much to her, and they'd met even LESS once she'd lost fifty for teaching the Head Boy a lesson. On her way back from staring accusingly and thoughtfully at the Hourglasses, Aspen stopped by the Lost and Found. She hadn't lost anything, but West might have.
Not one to rush others, Aspen simply waited quietly for the Hufflepuff in her year to finish his searching. She wanted to know what he'd lost, how he'd lost it, where he'd seen it last -- but refrained.
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