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Ameh · 05-30-2016, 01:16 AM

SEVENTH FLOOR? WAS IT?

The small Slytherin was clearly dying. He might have been young, and fit, but that didn't mean that running up so many flights of stairs was going to be easy. His little lungs were burning from the exertion, and he was panting like a very out of breath little puppy as he half-ran, half-stumbled into the corridor. He took a good long minute or two to try and catch his breath, dropping the shoe next to him as he put his hands on his knees.

He didn't have TIME for this... there was something he had to DO... someone was waiting for him!!!

05-30-2016, 01:16 AM	#3 (permalink)
Ameh DIMC Boggart Join Date: Oct 2003 Posts: 29,830 x4	*lingers for a moment* ♥Dunkin \| Pixie's Precious Pea \| kpop goddess \| sneaky sounder \| forever slytherin♥ SEVENTH FLOOR? WAS IT? The small Slytherin was clearly dying. He might have been young, and fit, but that didn't mean that running up so many flights of stairs was going to be easy. His little lungs were burning from the exertion, and he was panting like a very out of breath little puppy as he half-ran, half-stumbled into the corridor. He took a good long minute or two to try and catch his breath, dropping the shoe next to him as he put his hands on his knees. He didn't have TIME for this... there was something he had to DO... someone was waiting for him!!!