08-29-2017, 08:45 AM
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Crumple-Horned Snorkack
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year Gryffindor x5 x3
| for anyone Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Another year, another trip to the train station without the one person she would have wanted to come with her. The difference this time, as far as Stasya was concerned, was that this time she felt like there wasn’t any hope that her papa would be there later on. If it wasn’t for the knowledge that her mama needed her, and her baby brother would be born by then, she almost felt like it wasn’t worth going home when the holidays came. The disappointment, even worse than her disappointment going into last term, was what had led the almost thirteen-year-old second year blonde toward the back of the train in her search for a compartment to sit in. As usual, she had Dobby on one shoulder, and Albus was curled up in the bag she’d brought with her, but she wasn’t sure if she wanted to listen to all the excited conversations and everything. She just needed to figure things out, and she really wanted to already be at Hogwarts so she could talk to Professor Hirsch about it all. She felt like he’d help.
Finding a compartment, she slipped inside and curled up on the seat near the window so she could look outside as her squirrel scampered up onto the luggage rack to get a better viewpoint. Leaving the door open because she didn’t really want to be alone, in case any of her friends wanted to find her. She just didn’t want to talk about it, not til she could talk to the professor.
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