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emjay · 09-03-2013, 07:04 PM

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

She was having a hard time deciding what else to get. You know what she REALLY wanted? A hollow chocolate frog, but she'd ever only gotten those from one source and that...that right there was depressing considering the source had just told her off and stormed off. How was she meant to go on without the sugary goodness inside a case of chocolate???

The girl's question brought her back, this was for the best. That hollow chocolate frog had the power to make her wibble. This had become more serious than she'd ever realized. "They've been working on it, the Headmistress said things would get better but I dunno, that has yet to be seen and I'm not getting my hopes up. The most I'll hope for is finding a willing Ravenclaw to trade plastic cups with." She wasn't going to spend her year with a red cup, no matter how much house pride she had. Not when she could easily have a pretty blue one. Maybe she could ask Mo, or Nigel...yeah, even Dora.

"A Frenchie!" Interesting. "I met another down in Diagon Alley, a First Year. What made you leave Beauxbaton?" Just a curious question. She would NOT think about the hollow chocolate frog. It no longer existed. It just didn't. "And have you got any idea what house you want?" Assuming she knew about them.

Still thinking over what this Alexa had just mentioned regarding the feast, Claudette hesitantly picked up the sugar quills too, placing them in her arms along with the jelly slugs. She supposed she'd get them too and even give her owl a nibble. She was starting to wonder just what they would have at the feast at all, going by the girl's whole attitude on the matter.. maybe she should get more than just what she had picked up..

She glanced back at the fourth year, nodding a bit as she listened to her explain further. Well.. that was somewhat encouraging. Perhaps they actually were working on the situation and the situation she had waiting for her wouldn't be as dire as her imagination was making her believe. And then her eyes widened. "....plastic....?" she managed out in a soft breathy voice. That was what they had them drinking their dirty pumpkin juice from? How was that even possible with all the fundraising she had heard about, plus the cost of tuition? This had to be a joke..

She eyed the girl carefully still, but put on a small smile and nodded her confirmation. "Yes.." She was French.. even if her accent wasn't quite as thick as it once had been. She had been practicing. "Oh have you? I was at Diagon Alley a couple times this year.. but it was the first time since I was very small.." And she hardly remembered it then, so it was like a new experience. Come to think of it, she had run into a young French boy there as well.. perhaps the same?

"Oh.. foreign exchange program," she answered as the question was posed to her. "Just wanted to experience a new culture, new school, new friends.. that sort of year." And she was meant to stay only one term, but she hoped her timing wasn't off. She had heard a bit about last term, this one had to be better, right? "Well," she began thoughtfully after thinking over the girl's next question. "I don't know a whole lot about the houses, to be honest.. my mother was a Slytherin a long time ago.." That was before she married her father and moved to France.. and she didn't spend a whole lot of time talking about Hogwarts. "My cousin went to Hogwarts for a few years.. he was a Ravenclaw, but I have a friend who is a Hufflepuff right now, so I suppose that one?" Just so they could hang out more and stuff.. but beyond that, she didn't know anything about them. "But I guess it doesn't really matter.. or at least that's what I've been told.."

09-03-2013, 07:04 PM	#77 (permalink)
emjay DMAC & DERP Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,082 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo She was having a hard time deciding what else to get. You know what she REALLY wanted? A hollow chocolate frog, but she'd ever only gotten those from one source and that...that right there was depressing considering the source had just told her off and stormed off. How was she meant to go on without the sugary goodness inside a case of chocolate??? The girl's question brought her back, this was for the best. That hollow chocolate frog had the power to make her wibble. This had become more serious than she'd ever realized. "They've been working on it, the Headmistress said things would get better but I dunno, that has yet to be seen and I'm not getting my hopes up. The most I'll hope for is finding a willing Ravenclaw to trade plastic cups with." She wasn't going to spend her year with a red cup, no matter how much house pride she had. Not when she could easily have a pretty blue one. Maybe she could ask Mo, or Nigel...yeah, even Dora. "A Frenchie!" Interesting. "I met another down in Diagon Alley, a First Year. What made you leave Beauxbaton?" Just a curious question. She would NOT think about the hollow chocolate frog. It no longer existed. It just didn't. "And have you got any idea what house you want?" Assuming she knew about them. Still thinking over what this Alexa had just mentioned regarding the feast, Claudette hesitantly picked up the sugar quills too, placing them in her arms along with the jelly slugs. She supposed she'd get them too and even give her owl a nibble. She was starting to wonder just what they would have at the feast at all, going by the girl's whole attitude on the matter.. maybe she should get more than just what she had picked up.. She glanced back at the fourth year, nodding a bit as she listened to her explain further. Well.. that was somewhat encouraging. Perhaps they actually were working on the situation and the situation she had waiting for her wouldn't be as dire as her imagination was making her believe. And then her eyes widened. "....plastic....?" she managed out in a soft breathy voice. That was what they had them drinking their dirty pumpkin juice from? How was that even possible with all the fundraising she had heard about, plus the cost of tuition? This had to be a joke.. She eyed the girl carefully still, but put on a small smile and nodded her confirmation. "Yes.." She was French.. even if her accent wasn't quite as thick as it once had been. She had been practicing. "Oh have you? I was at Diagon Alley a couple times this year.. but it was the first time since I was very small.." And she hardly remembered it then, so it was like a new experience. Come to think of it, she had run into a young French boy there as well.. perhaps the same? "Oh.. foreign exchange program," she answered as the question was posed to her. "Just wanted to experience a new culture, new school, new friends.. that sort of year." And she was meant to stay only one term, but she hoped her timing wasn't off. She had heard a bit about last term, this one had to be better, right? "Well," she began thoughtfully after thinking over the girl's next question. "I don't know a whole lot about the houses, to be honest.. my mother was a Slytherin a long time ago.." That was before she married her father and moved to France.. and she didn't spend a whole lot of time talking about Hogwarts. "My cousin went to Hogwarts for a few years.. he was a Ravenclaw, but I have a friend who is a Hufflepuff right now, so I suppose that one?" Just so they could hang out more and stuff.. but beyond that, she didn't know anything about them. "But I guess it doesn't really matter.. or at least that's what I've been told.." __________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________ ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line