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pundantic · 09-08-2013, 06:42 PM

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Originally Posted by JustAlice

Merlin she wanted her own broom. No, strike that, she needed her own broom. Desperately. And she'd counted up all the money she'd saved and not spent on books over the summer... she had three galleons, seven sickles and two knuts. Which wasn't nearly enough money for a good broom. Sigh.

She was so engrossed in her daydreams of amazing brooms and fast flying that she hardy noticed a certain someone appear in her peripheral vision until he announced himself. Derry looked up, "Hey 'Scanius." she said, beaming. "Looking for a broom... for... whenever I've saved up enough." She shrugged a little and put the magazine down on the pile of books. "Y'alright? It's dead crowded inside..."

Peaking over her shoulder, he noted all of the brooms in the book she was reading. It made him suddenly anxious all over at the thought of Quidditch. S'too much and stuff, especially because of the silly piece of parchment that had been hung up by the broomshed for try outs. He really didn't want to think about it right now, yeah?

Cleaning his throat, he couldn't help but cough, "S'fine...just can we talk about something else?" Namely anything other then what they were discussing right now-heights.

Silently thanking her for the change in subject, he nodded, "A touch stuffy." The castle was.

09-08-2013, 06:42 PM	#6 (permalink)
pundantic MO Moke Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Winterfell Posts: 8,760 Hogwarts RPG Name: Gideon Emerson Slytherin Seventh Year x4	Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN Quote: Originally Posted by JustAlice Merlin she wanted her own broom. No, strike that, she needed her own broom. Desperately. And she'd counted up all the money she'd saved and not spent on books over the summer... she had three galleons, seven sickles and two knuts. Which wasn't nearly enough money for a good broom. Sigh. She was so engrossed in her daydreams of amazing brooms and fast flying that she hardy noticed a certain someone appear in her peripheral vision until he announced himself. Derry looked up, "Hey 'Scanius." she said, beaming. "Looking for a broom... for... whenever I've saved up enough." She shrugged a little and put the magazine down on the pile of books. "Y'alright? It's dead crowded inside..." Peaking over her shoulder, he noted all of the brooms in the book she was reading. It made him suddenly anxious all over at the thought of Quidditch. S'too much and stuff, especially because of the silly piece of parchment that had been hung up by the broomshed for try outs. He really didn't want to think about it right now, yeah? Cleaning his throat, he couldn't help but cough, "S'fine...just can we talk about something else?" Namely anything other then what they were discussing right now-heights. Silently thanking her for the change in subject, he nodded, "A touch stuffy." The castle was. __________________