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Old 10-06-2015, 03:52 AM   #2 (permalink)
Zoe

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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Beauden Wild
Gryffindor
Seventh Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Gillyweed Beery
Slytherin
Fifth Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Ousmane Diomandé
Hufflepuff
Fourth Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Rajan Patil
Ravenclaw
First Year

Ministry Department Head:
Franklin Paton
Law Enforcement

Ministry Department Head:
Almer Toots
Transportation

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Frankie was in panic mode as he frantically made his way down to the third floor in search for that secret passageway he knew led straight to Honeydukes cellar. His wide array candy that he had stashed away up in his dorm was gone (he was willing to bet his galleons that Stark or Chambers scarfed it all down), and there was no way he was going to be able to start and finish his homework the night before it was due without a major sugar rush. Sure, he could have saved some time by asking the other Gryffindors if they had any candy to spare. But it wouldn't have been the same; it wouldn't have been his candy. So sneaking off to Honeydukes was the only option. Plus he was still in the mood for procrastinating just a liiiiiiittle longer.

Now, where was that secret passageway? It was behind that old witch statue, right? The one with the humped back? The blond turned a corner ... and then another ... and, ahh, there she was! A small smile appeared on his face, his mouth already beginning to water at the thought of devouring cauldron cakes, jelly slugs, pumpkin pasties, whatever his heart desired.

That smile, however, turned into a frown when Frankie realized that he didn't remember the password. He was so close. He could easily imagine the statue sliding over and revealing the tunnel. But only a mere password was holding him back. Out of frustration, the boy kicked the side of the statue with his foot. He thought maybe, just maybe, the statue would've understood his plight and made an exception. Naturally the statue didn't budge an inch, leaving the boy standing in the corridor with a throbbing foot and a few choice words slipping out of his mouth.
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