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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Amelia "Mia" Adair
Slytherin Sixth Year
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Leigh Upstead
Hufflepuff Fifth Year  x11
|  be curious, not judgmental
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Originally Posted by Cassirin  That was one of the signs of growing up, right? That when bad news happened, and one did not have a Sophie climbing around in his beard, a guy should assume his Sophie had grown up. He probably didn't mind it, although it felt vaguely wrong not to have her clinging to him.
"They can, and they did. And we're going to live with it." He said it a bit gruffly, although it was followed by a smile. He followed Sophie's sightline and grunted his disapproval.
"That's my sister, there. The blond one?" "We shouldn't have to." Pause. "You shouldn't have to. It's your last term." In case he forgot. Then, in a regretful, soft voice, she added somberly, "B'we were gonna win the Quidditch Cup for you. We were. We were moving up in the standings, and this was gonna be it." No offense, Tobes. Sophie looked around at the rest of the team nearby for additional support, though she knew they had felt the forthcoming victory, too.
Locking her gaze onto the young woman in question, the third year smiled. "That's Max's girlfriend?" She scrutinized her for a long moment, observing her mannerisms and general demeanor before adding, impressed, "Huh. He wasn't kidding, was he? She is beautiful." Like, freakishly so. "So how in the world did my nerd of a cousin win her heart?" It was more of a statement of astonishment than a question, laced with a bit of teasing, for she already knew Max had pursued Vivi for a long while. Still. Sophie was a bit baffled that a girl like Mo's sister had chosen her cousin.
"...She looks kinda sassy."
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Originally Posted by Felixir By this point Toby had squeezed into the space on at the Ravenclaw table, happy to be sat alongside Soph and across from Mo and with a whole BUNCH of prospective new Ravenclaw friends. He'd never actually sat at this table before, had only ever ventured over to the Slytherin table once to ask Derry for homework help. It was weird how sitting at a different table gave you a whole different perspective on th-
A particular string of words met Toby's ears and he whipped his head around to look at Sophie, and then at Mo, his usual smile gone from his features. Had he just heard...?
Quidditch.............. cancelled? But... why?
Toby sat, blue eyes wide and the confusion and dismay evident on his face as he attempted to make sense of this. He was vaguely aware of Sophie's hand in his . Suddenly, Tobias snapped his head up to look at the staff table, squinting to try and find the person he was looking for even though she clearly wasn't there. Ignoring the bad feeling he was now getting from all these adults hanging around and now her absence, Toby's eyes raked the staff table again. But no.
"Where's Professor Tyner?" he finally said, the urgency making itself known in his voice. "I can't see her. Truebridge never said she was leaving last term." Toby would remember THAT kind of information. Sophie was focused upon Toby's hand in hers now, looking down at it between them while Toby expressed his dismay. She was sad for him, and for herself, for Ravenclaws, and for all the Quidditch players - but mostly for him right now, and she gently stroked her thumb over his before looking up at him. "Dunno. Probably... out of a job, I guess, and probably just recently, whenever the threat of this danger came about. Shame the Headmistress didn't give her a home here out of courtesy. Or... maybe it wasn't safe for her here?" Or maybe the woman was just late. Sophie had no idea and was just talking, but hoped the more she talked, the less likely Toby would be to go storm the staff table or something. "Maybe she'll explain during the speech." Another encouraging hand-squeeze.
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Originally Posted by Colley Hungry, hungry hippos students. Caterina had sort of developed her own feast tradition of feeding her friends (her personal favorite chocolate chip cannoli) before the feast actually started, and considering she wanted to avoid Vivi for a while, she'd made her way over to the Ravenclaws and took up a spot near said friends just after that little boy seemed to belly flop on the ground. Was he okay? He didn't seem to be injured, so she was sure he was just fine. Little boys were springy. Yep.
"Hello." She greeted generally, passing smiles to Nigel and Sophie and Dora and Toby and pretty much everyone in the general area. Where was Blue? She was going to need to save some cannoli for her. "Cannoli?" Since she'd made sure to bring them for now specifically and all. Though the mood was pretty sufficiently killed, Sophie still lit up at the sight of Cat. Or, at least, as much as she could with sad faces around her trying to drag her back down. But the Slytherin was a ray of sunshine and Sophie let that radiation of warmth bring a smile to her face. "Meeeee." Cannoli, please. Always. IT WAS TRADITION. "And one for Tobes, please." He needed the cheering up.
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