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hermionesclone · 09-08-2014, 06:27 PM

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Originally Posted by Team ronmione

Alright. First time for Devlin ever being here, which he didn't mind, at least so far. The food was pretty brilliant, but who knew about the rest of Hogwarts students right? He'd mostly heard they were all insane and full of drama, he just hoped that the people, no, the Slytherins he would now get to know were not a part of the group.

He needed to chill.

Devlin needed to find himself a bed first, before anything else and the minute he walked into his fifth year dorm he just stopped. Dead center, a few feet away from the door. Watching the sight he stood there with his mouth slightly opened, eyebrows knitted close together.

What in the world was going on? Why was this guy just jumping on the bed? Maybe Slytherins were the psycho house? Yeah, NO, Devlin was not going to be sleeping in here. Was this just the first taste of his housemates?

And so the boy threw all his things onto the nearest bed on the opposite end of the other door and quietly made his way out. Avoiding this one until Devlin figured out he'd tire himself from jumping.

JUMP....... JUMP.......... JUMP............

...................... stop and stare.

Why? Because there was a GUY standing there. A guy who was looking right back at him as if he had escaped from some St Mungos. At least, what was what Grayson could tell from his facial expressions. Er, alright. He wasn't that weird. Not even a BIT weird. He was very cool, in fact, just ask Dima. That kid never lied.

Whitty stood on his bed and watched as the punk rock boy -- dude had a hairstyle that screamed punk rock -- dumped his things on the bed and then left. LEFT. Left HIS COMPANY. What? Did he not want to get to know the Slytherin Hottie? Fine. He wouldn't bother with this new roommate of his ei--

"OI!" he hollered, flopping down onto a sitting position on the bed and keeping his eyes on the door, "Where are you going?" To the kitchens? Could the dude get him some food? Cause he was STARVIN'.

09-08-2014, 06:27 PM	#4 (permalink)
hermionesclone Gladrags Mod DMC & DMAC Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,841 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11	urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Quote: Originally Posted by Team ronmione Alright. First time for Devlin ever being here, which he didn't mind, at least so far. The food was pretty brilliant, but who knew about the rest of Hogwarts students right? He'd mostly heard they were all insane and full of drama, he just hoped that the people, no, the Slytherins he would now get to know were not a part of the group. He needed to chill. Devlin needed to find himself a bed first, before anything else and the minute he walked into his fifth year dorm he just stopped. Dead center, a few feet away from the door. Watching the sight he stood there with his mouth slightly opened, eyebrows knitted close together. What in the world was going on? Why was this guy just jumping on the bed? Maybe Slytherins were the psycho house? Yeah, NO, Devlin was not going to be sleeping in here. Was this just the first taste of his housemates? And so the boy threw all his things onto the nearest bed on the opposite end of the other door and quietly made his way out. Avoiding this one until Devlin figured out he'd tire himself from jumping. JUMP....... JUMP.......... JUMP............ ...................... stop and stare. Why? Because there was a GUY standing there. A guy who was looking right back at him as if he had escaped from some St Mungos. At least, what was what Grayson could tell from his facial expressions. Er, alright. He wasn't that weird. Not even a BIT weird. He was very cool, in fact, just ask Dima. That kid never lied. Whitty stood on his bed and watched as the punk rock boy -- dude had a hairstyle that screamed punk rock -- dumped his things on the bed and then left. LEFT. Left HIS COMPANY. What? Did he not want to get to know the Slytherin Hottie? Fine. He wouldn't bother with this new roommate of his ei-- "OI!" he hollered, flopping down onto a sitting position on the bed and keeping his eyes on the door, "Where are you going?" To the kitchens? Could the dude get him some food? Cause he was STARVIN'. __________________