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Daemon · 01-08-2015, 06:12 PM

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Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy

There was a knock on her door and Sophia couldn't imagine who would be visiting. Boy wasn't she just Miss Popular this term? She got up from her desk and made her way towards the door.

Her eyes landed on the student sitting there.

"How may I help you?"

At the sound of footsteps behind the door Bambi practically jumped to her feet, hurriedly slipping the piece of parchment as neatly as she could with slightly shaking fingers back in her black messenger bag.

Right. Deep breaths. Now.

"Hello Professor. My name is Bambi Fleming, I'm a seventh year transfer student from Salem," she began, proud of herself for being able to keep her voice even. "I wondered if you could spare me a few minutes? I hoped to talk to you about a possible career path in the field of Transfiguration," there. She'd said it. Now there were three people in the world who knew her secret. Her best friend, Professor Bellaire and Bambi herself.

Bambi forced herself not to fidget and kept as still as she could. This was something she just needed to do, and couldn't mess it up by appearing unprofessional. Or hesitant. She was determined.

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Daemon Antipodean Opaleye Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: making playlists Posts: 9,746 Hogwarts RPG Name: Maggie Woods Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Levi Jourdan Slytherin Sixth Year x4 x2	PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main(): Quote: Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy There was a knock on her door and Sophia couldn't imagine who would be visiting. Boy wasn't she just Miss Popular this term? She got up from her desk and made her way towards the door. Her eyes landed on the student sitting there. "How may I help you?" At the sound of footsteps behind the door Bambi practically jumped to her feet, hurriedly slipping the piece of parchment as neatly as she could with slightly shaking fingers back in her black messenger bag. Right. Deep breaths. Now. "Hello Professor. My name is Bambi Fleming, I'm a seventh year transfer student from Salem," she began, proud of herself for being able to keep her voice even. "I wondered if you could spare me a few minutes? I hoped to talk to you about a possible career path in the field of Transfiguration," there. She'd said it. Now there were three people in the world who knew her secret. Her best friend, Professor Bellaire and Bambi herself. Bambi forced herself not to fidget and kept as still as she could. This was something she just needed to do, and couldn't mess it up by appearing unprofessional. Or hesitant. She was determined. __________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________ but I don't have to write them in ink_____ _____________I could still change the end