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Originally Posted by Eriin Dora had offered to choose the spot for she and Paige to meet this week, and for some reason this spot particularly appealed to her. Maybe it was the sparkling gems or the relative privacy she felt there. In reality, there was not one single place in the whole blasted castle that was PRIVATE, though. Not really. To be expected with all the other students, really. So the blonde sucked it up and plopped down in front of the Gryffindor hourglass and pulled a sketch pad from her bag. She wasn't particularly good at drawing, but she enjoyed the act of getting lost in a picture.
Mhm.
So as she waited for her friend to arrive she began to sketch a rather large flower. Probably because Paige was in the forefront of her mind and she knew that they shared a love for flowers, ya know. Perhaps Dora would make it PERFECT and color it in for the older girl. The Hufflepuff was a Merlin sent saviour to her, after all. Paige had never really spent all that much time around the hour glasses seeing as the competitive nature that was the race to the House Cup had never been appealing to her, so she was intrigued as to why Dora had selected the location for their weekly meet up. Then again, the Gryffindor had a vibrant personality that could rival the sparkle of the gems contained within each hourglass...so perhaps it was not all that surprising.
She had been writing mushy poetry all morning, okay? Her mind was romanticizing a lot of things and projecting flowery thoughts abound.
"Dora!" Paige called from just a little distance away, holding up a small box of chocolate dipped crisps she had brought along with her as per usual and giving it a bit of a wiggle. "What are you drawing?" she asked as she plopped down next to the younger Gryffindor and removed the lid on the box, setting it down on the ground between them.
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