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Old 04-05-2013, 07:55 AM   #6 (permalink)
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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
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Kendall didn’t usually worry too much over if she was supporting her house with what she wore, especially not at the beginning or end of term, but she was too exhausted to care right now. Plus, there was that whole fact that Ravenclaw had come in dead last, so support was needed. Even if she honestly was just glad that OWLs were over with, the least she could do was wear her house colors once this term. Before she got to head back to Galway and the excitement of helping Patrick escape from his evil family for good. Obviously the chocolate shop wasn’t good enough, and they’d already gotten her parents to agree to the idea. It was just a matter of getting everything moved, and then the summer could really begin. First, though, was the end of term feast, which she wasn’t half as sad about this term. Last term there had been Vivi and Vickers leaving, but this term the only one she could think of was Milton and she’d barely interacted with the Quidditch captain. Therefore, it wasn’t like her sadness over losing her Arithmancy help last year. It was just another term over, and fun to look forward to.

She fingered her pink ninja star pendant as she’d stepped into the Great Hall, anyhow, her eyes going toward the Slytherin table as they normally did before she headed for her own. As usual, she didn’t see her boyfriend there yet, so she could go over and mingle with her fellow Claws in the meantime. Although it appeared that they were taking their time to show up, as there were only a few seated there when she stopped walking. Speaking of Milton, the outgoing seventh year seemed awfully happy. It was almost suspicious, but then she chalked it up to excitement over what was coming once they all got back to London and summer officially began. She’d sent him a grin, along with the two younger students who he’d obviously just addressed, before she’d heard someone mention cookies. Swiveling her head, she saw Mika with a tin and stepped closer. “Are they chocolate?,” she asked, looking down into the newly opened container. The feast could wait, if there was chocolate, and besides, there was the usual speeches congratulating the Cup winners and odds were something about that Board election thing. With all of that, food probably would take forever to arrive.
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