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Coming to an unceremonious stop on his bum and all kinds of tangled up in his coat of way too many sizes bigger, Derf looked around at Narnia as he was told he should believe. To him...it didn't really look all THAT different from the grounds around Hogwarts. Lots of snow and trees...the lamppost was new though...and as for the food and drink, er, he would pass. Sorry, Mr. Librarian. Just following the wise advice and life experience of one Dora Umbridge! Maybe he would find this all more enchanting and such if he had actually read the source material...but alas. The TRUE sense of wonder had been lost on him. Pity they hadn't been told to read it beforehand. Or had they and he had just forgotten? Quote:
Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline As Cassie stepped into the other side, she was greeted with a landscape not unlike the world of white that resided around Hogwarts Castle. She was certainly grateful for the provided coat that made up for the warm robe that was currently still in her dorms since she hadn’t exactly planned on being in the snow and winter weather for the book club. Not that she minded, the fifth year wandering away from the point she had first come to do a bit of exploring, leaving the entrance open for her fellow students and professors.
She didn’t know what to make of things, nothing sticking out as unusual or unknown. Cass found the table of refreshments and poured herself some tea before casually circling back as to not get too far from the way they started and where the next likely discussion would be coming from. The girl casually brushing a hand through her hair to clear some of the gathering snow upon her head. His eyes DID how ever fall on a certain Ravenclaw he had never reeeeeeally spoken to. He wasn't so sure how she felt about things...but hers was a signature he did not yet have SOOOOOO...
"HI!" he chirped as he came to a stop beside her - never mind all the snow stuck in his hair and on his fur coat from all the rolling of his arrival. "I'm Derf. Will you s-s-sign my t-shirt?"
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