02-01-2014, 12:13 AM
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Billywig
Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Gallifrey (GMT +1)
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Adrienne Rebecca Colbert Seventh Year | The Last of Her Kind SPOILER!!: She is too adorable Quote:
Originally Posted by SweetPeea Before she knew it a random loud voice nearly scared her half to death & practically fall off of the couch. And within seconds Josette saw her grey hairs fall in front of her face, for the random girl in front of her had just snatched her hat off of her heard, revealing her embarrassing features. She gasped desperately trying to cover her head with her hands, but clearly it wasn't covering a majority of her hair. SO she snatched for the next best thing, pillows that were on the couch. Taking the two pillows, she placed them on top of her before looking up at the girl very clearly upset now.
She looked up at the girl who was now wearing her protective hat with a look of panic & sadness on her face. Josette really wanted her hat back & to especially get away from this girl, she was definitely scaring her. That was when she began hearing her father's words again in her head. 'Strangers are dangerous.' Maybe he was talking about girls like her perhaps? If she was, then Josette definitely needed to get away. She asked in a soft yet frantic tone, "Can I please...Have my...Have my hat back?" To Adrienne's surprise, the kid seemed almost panic-stricken due to her lack of hat. It was a comfortable one, too, knitted, and she adjusted its position on her head before she really noticed what she was looking at. “Duuuude. What’s up with your hair?” She tried to lean in and get a better look, but she was already covering her head with pillows, which was bizarre and yet intriguing. Why was her hair grey? Did this have something to do with the weird wrinkly girl she’d seen in Muggle Studies? Adrienne frowned in thought.
She was soon shaken out of her thoughts by the firstie’s quiet request. Faking a pout, Adrienne tugged on the edges of the hat and bounced on her toes. “Aww, c’mon, it’s so comfy,” she said. “Besides, I lost all of my hats, and it’s getting cold. Have some pity!” To be honest, she had no idea if she had any hats. She hadn’t even finished unpacking her trunk from the beginning of the year, and it wasn’t yet cold enough to root through it for hats and scarves and such. But she liked the polar bear, and more importantly, she found the distress she was causing the first year endlessly hilarious.
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