10-09-2014, 02:38 AM
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Chimaera
Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: Baker Street
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Marcus Briody Cole Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Nadia Atreyu-Rehman Gryffindor Seventh Year x8 x8
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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19
Adi watched happily as his fairies ate their breakfast. He would be a saaad Hufflepuff when the time came to return them to Professor Thompson. He wondered if there was a chance he coulld keep them...no. That wouldn't be right. They deserved to be flying free. But he could let them out for periods of time. He trusted them and they trusted him. Plus they loved his hair way too much. LOL.
He was onto his second piece of toast when the guy bestie turned up. Adi opened his mouth, all set to greet Benny with a cheery 'Good Morning' who was making himself and his jar of fairies comfortable across the table from him when he suddenly stopped. Instead, he observed the Gryffindor. More like staaared at him. You see, Adi knew his bestie as well as the other boy knew him and he could immediately tell that something was off yet again. Reasons?
1. Benny failed to acknowledge his presence.
2. He seemed waaaaaay too happy.
3. Too many words were coming out of his mouth in such a short amount of time.
Adi set down his toast. "Morning, Benny. You okay?'' Was this a repeat of Potions? Did Benny take that Potion Culloden had given him AGAIN?
While his fairy comrades ate their own food, the Hatter prepared his own breakfast, picking up one slice of toast and a knife. "Some BUT-ter," he said exageratedly as he smeered some butter on his knife and onto his piece of toast with big strokes. Then in the same manner, he scooped some raspberry jam with his knife as well. "Some Jam too." Then he took a bite of it, swallowing before taking another sip from his tea.
It was then that he noticed someone staring at him. Benny?!
The Mad Hatter looked around as if for someone else. Wait...was that his name? Everyone always referred to his occupation that he had lost track. "What...?" he questioned, looking back at the other boy as he ate at his piece of toast."Oh well Good morning dear sir...I am good but we must move down. Another place...another pot of tea." With that he scooped up his jar of fairies and got back up to his feet, shuffling down a seat at the bench before sitting down once more. "Move down...move down...move down..." he instructed his companion. Didn't he know the rules? he mused to himself as he searched for another tea cup free.
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