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Wood'sLittleFlower · 01-03-2015, 04:58 AM

So Coral was a tad bit late to the feast. She might have gone a little overboard in checking, double checking, even triple checking that no student got lost or left behind in the shuffle of the fast moving school. But she was here now and she was standing at the edge of the table, overlooking it. Her eyes continuously scanned the area, her arms crossed but her posture a little slack, it would never live up to her sister's standards, that was for certain.

Her eyes would pause on the familiar faces, lingering a little as she tried to determine what sort of conversations were being held, without interfering or overly eavesdropping. She was especially enjoying watching those who were very animated in their manners, like Soph and Eden. Both of whom seemed to be experiencing some sort of extreme emotion. They both received smiles from her even if their attention was elsewhere. Clara was there too, as well as some people from other tables who she didn't recognize as well as the Hufflepuff prefect who also received a smile... Her gaze shifted again, this time pausing on Kyroh and Thornton... And Penelope? She squinted a little. Was that her name? Come to think of it, there were a lot of other Ravenclaws who's names this prefect did not know. Was she supposed to? Was that part of prefecting? Merlin, she'd need a new journal for that..... The tiny pit in her stomach was growing.

And of course, the first years and transfers.... At least she could say that there was no reason to know their names just yet? Already making excuses, Aldrich? The pit grew a little more. Her gaze had finally reached her favorite part of the little run around game: Gabe. The pit was momentarily gone, replaced by little butterflies instead, the tiniest of smiles tugging the corners of her lips. Once the food arrived, she would take the spot beside him and hopefully stop feeling so foolish and nervous; at least temporarily.

But now was not that time, so around her gaze went again.

01-03-2015, 04:58 AM	#67 (permalink)
Wood'sLittleFlower DMLE & DMAC Mooncalf Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee Posts: 7,953 Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Third Year	Don't mind us! Just observing :3 Ern's Walmart Greeter So Coral was a tad bit late to the feast. She might have gone a little overboard in checking, double checking, even triple checking that no student got lost or left behind in the shuffle of the fast moving school. But she was here now and she was standing at the edge of the table, overlooking it. Her eyes continuously scanned the area, her arms crossed but her posture a little slack, it would never live up to her sister's standards, that was for certain. Her eyes would pause on the familiar faces, lingering a little as she tried to determine what sort of conversations were being held, without interfering or overly eavesdropping. She was especially enjoying watching those who were very animated in their manners, like Soph and Eden. Both of whom seemed to be experiencing some sort of extreme emotion. They both received smiles from her even if their attention was elsewhere. Clara was there too, as well as some people from other tables who she didn't recognize as well as the Hufflepuff prefect who also received a smile... Her gaze shifted again, this time pausing on Kyroh and Thornton... And Penelope? She squinted a little. Was that her name? Come to think of it, there were a lot of other Ravenclaws who's names this prefect did not know. Was she supposed to? Was that part of prefecting? Merlin, she'd need a new journal for that..... The tiny pit in her stomach was growing. And of course, the first years and transfers.... At least she could say that there was no reason to know their names just yet? Already making excuses, Aldrich? The pit grew a little more. Her gaze had finally reached her favorite part of the little run around game: Gabe. The pit was momentarily gone, replaced by little butterflies instead, the tiniest of smiles tugging the corners of her lips. Once the food arrived, she would take the spot beside him and hopefully stop feeling so foolish and nervous; at least temporarily. But now was not that time, so around her gaze went again. __________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________ _____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine __________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e