Quote:
Originally Posted by
sarahlooo
While other seventh years were probably in sappy, terrible, depressed moods, Milton was feeling rather cheery. Sure, it was the end of his Hogwarts times, but that was totally okay because it was the beginning of ADULTHOOD. And he was SO ready for that. Besides, the castle may look big, but he still had cabin fever. He needed out. Pronto.
Swaggering into the great hall, Milton didn't take much time to look around before heading straight to his table (yes, his). "Hello, children," he greeted cheerfully to Aidan and that other girl (Dory or something?) with a wave. Then he plopped himself on the bench. Bring on ze foooood!
This was getting ridiculous. If she had to shove her way through another group of crying graduates she was going to throw something...something heavy. She got that they wanted to cry, people did that apparently, but couldn't they do it
out of the way??? She wasn't very muscular you know and it took EFFORT to get through the ever growing crowd. This just meant that the idiot had better been at the table because then it'd be a waste and she'd really go find something man eating to put into his trunk. -_____-
As they approached the Ravenclaw table she turned slightly to make sure Lottie was still in toe. Didn't want her getting lost in all
this or probably smushed to death, because either way there would be no apology. Older students
never apologized.
"Hey I think I see him!" Over theeeeere, talking to Aidan and Dora...sorta. They both got waves.
This meant more shoving and pushing until she final came to a stop in front of him.
"Dude!" Because she and Lottie had words for him. Yup. Did Lottie want to go first?