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| *squishes your face* <333 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. SPOILER!!: Mason! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi Not having any classes at the moment and having matches his exams schedules with his classes and free time, the Ravenclaw decided to walk on the grounds to get out of the common room for a breath of fresh air.
So far, the grounds hadn't looked that different. He had expected it to be judging by how ...uhm... eccentric the new Groundskeeper had been at the feast. Mason wondered if he should pay a visit and say hello when something white caught the corner of his eye. He turned and looked in slight surprise at the ice igloo.
Curious, the Ravenclaw entered the igloo, looking at the creatures art work that was inside. It was, in one word, beautiful. He walked around an ice sculpture before going to the next one and realised he was not alone. The figure was blurred behind another ice sculpture so he looked around it to see who it was. "Oh! Hey Professor Stewart" he greeted. "These are cool right?" pun totally intended.
And so Kay went on to further explore as she had decided. She was highly impressed with each sculpture she came across. At present, she had paused before one not far down from the polar bear. It was a fox but was it just a plain fox? "Perhaps an arctic fox,'' she mused after a while. These were not just regular animals; they were snow animals no doubt from Haraldur's home country.
Kay hugged herself. It was cold but yet somehow it was comforting being in here. She could get used to this place. She suddenly heard footsteps behind her and the voice of Mason Winslow. "Hello yourself, Mr Winslow! Oh, yes. I agree in more ways than one.'' She laughed her soft laugh, having caught onto Mason's little joke. "These sculpture's are really something. I wonder if Mr Baldvisson did them on his own.'' If so, he was very talented. "How have you been, Mr Winslow? Ready to make your seventh year a very memorable one?'' |
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