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emjay · 01-07-2017, 11:53 PM

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Originally Posted by Bazinga

Nat had enough of the noise and the buys corridors today. She was actually fighting a bit of a headache. With her break from classes she decided she needed a quiet spot to hide for a bit. Maybe take a nap? The common room was out because people were always in and out, plus they were pretty loud. Her room was out, because the animals would all jump on her head. Storm and rommie friends were good at attacking the person that was in bed if no one else was in the room.

Instead she decided to duck into the trophy room. She stood there looking at all the plaques and trophies. Her name already sitting on one of them for Head Girl. If someone would have said Natalia would be on anything involving school other than a detention slip she would have told them they were nuts. Now though she stood there staring at it. Her eyes finally changing to the other items in the room she looked at each name. It was such a shame they didn't have quidditch anymore. 83 was the last one to be played here. That seemed so long ago.

Henry was simply walking and stretching his legs during this free moment in his day. Normally he'd be outside, but there had been several new things in the castle that he'd come across the past week that he wondered what else he might find by simply walking around.

The Trophy Room was nothing new to Henry, but he hadn't been in there in awhile and as he neared it he thought to just stop in. It always reminded him of Quidditch, even though it was no longer played at school, and he wanted to see the trophy that his sister once helped her team won, now that she was back to playing professionally.

He stopped in just to reminisce a little, noticing the other person in the room. "Oh, hey, Nat. What's going on today?" Was she reminiscing too? Well, he knew she was from Australia and her Quidditch playing father wouldn't be on a trophy in here, but maybe she was in for a different reason.

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emjay DMAC & DERP Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,082 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent Quote: Originally Posted by Bazinga Nat had enough of the noise and the buys corridors today. She was actually fighting a bit of a headache. With her break from classes she decided she needed a quiet spot to hide for a bit. Maybe take a nap? The common room was out because people were always in and out, plus they were pretty loud. Her room was out, because the animals would all jump on her head. Storm and rommie friends were good at attacking the person that was in bed if no one else was in the room. Instead she decided to duck into the trophy room. She stood there looking at all the plaques and trophies. Her name already sitting on one of them for Head Girl. If someone would have said Natalia would be on anything involving school other than a detention slip she would have told them they were nuts. Now though she stood there staring at it. Her eyes finally changing to the other items in the room she looked at each name. It was such a shame they didn't have quidditch anymore. 83 was the last one to be played here. That seemed so long ago. Henry was simply walking and stretching his legs during this free moment in his day. Normally he'd be outside, but there had been several new things in the castle that he'd come across the past week that he wondered what else he might find by simply walking around. The Trophy Room was nothing new to Henry, but he hadn't been in there in awhile and as he neared it he thought to just stop in. It always reminded him of Quidditch, even though it was no longer played at school, and he wanted to see the trophy that his sister once helped her team won, now that she was back to playing professionally. He stopped in just to reminisce a little, noticing the other person in the room. "Oh, hey, Nat. What's going on today?" Was she reminiscing too? Well, he knew she was from Australia and her Quidditch playing father wouldn't be on a trophy in here, but maybe she was in for a different reason. __________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________ ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line