05-20-2014, 09:14 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11
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Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah Grayson Whitlock couldn't have crafted a better response if he'd had time to go home and write it out in essay form. "Exactly! It's like getting something for nothing." And how many things are free these days, I ask yer?
"Yeah." He said sounding a bit surprised, as if hadn't everybody heard of such an instance as the one Grayson had just asked about. "Plenty of times. It's a fairly common occurrence here, actually. I once had to heal a boy who was jumping from one staircase to another unsupervised. He fell and hurt himself. Good thing I was there."
Cutty's eyes fell on Grayson when he asked his next question. He was actually quite the good-looking boy with his bright and blue eyes and thick, dark hair. "Me? Believe it or not same as you. This will be my thehd year at Hogwarts, but you'll find that there's still parts of the castle that you won't know about." Like his laboratory. Where had it gone?
And now, for the informational truffle-pigging. "Was there anything like that are your old school, Whitty?" Like getting something for nothing. SMIRK. No really, did Cutty know how good that sounded? Because man alive, it made Grayson want to stage something. "It's very satisfying, especially if it goes according to plan. Or better than planned."
If Grayson wasn't so interested in any stories that Cutty had, he would have taken note of the fact that there was surprise in the boy's voice. Alas. There was a story. Once that made the fourth year smirk a little. "Didn't know you were good at healing people." Or that he was the caring and heroic sort but, then again, this was their second meeting. "Good thing you were there, then. I was told to watch out for the trick steps."
Same as him. Man, if this was his third year at the school and he still didn't know all the secrets of the castle, there was very little hope for Grayson. He didn't like that. "Man, I was hoping to figure out as much about the castle as I could." Because he was nosy. And it seemed like a good idea. "Are you a third year, then?"
How was it that this talk had turned to Beauxbatons? His blue eyes turned to look over at the tapestry and he shrugged. "It wasn't that interesting. Only four floors, which means not a lot of secrets to try and find," he said, stealing a glance over at the fellow Slytherin, "And no trick stairs, either." Which was a shame. He might have enjoyed it more if he had gotten the chance to see some annoying people getting their foot stuck in one of those.
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