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DaniDiNardo · 12-12-2017, 11:54 PM

SPOILER!!: Althea :3

"No, there's plenty. I reckon I'm just being picky."

Her tone was distracted as she surveyed the remaining space in the luggage compartment. Perhaps shoving around a few things might help...or...if she placed hers atop that one there...--hang on. She knew that voice. Quite suddenly, blue eyes moved from the stacks and stacks of trunks to the direction the voice had come from. At the same time, a smile danced lazily across her face. "Fancy running into you before we hit London." Jessa assumed someone like Althea would have long ago found her friends and probably gotten someone to take the trunk here for her.

"I don't want this getting buried, otherwise it'll be a right awful pain waiting to get it when we hit the station."

She looked to the older girl, she was pretty smart and all. "I don't suppose you know any charms that'd keep it hopping to the top any time someone else comes in to drop their trunk off after we leave--I suppose I could animate it, wouldn't be too hard," Not when she'd spent so much time perfecting thr charm on undead birds but, "Chances of something going wrong after I leave it here would be minimal, yeah?"

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DaniDiNardo MO & DMLE Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,241 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite SPOILER!!: Althea :3 Quote: Originally Posted by thekraken The year was over before she knew it, and while the first part certainly dragged on for longer than it needed to, the last half went by quicker than she realized. Not wanted to dwell on the shenanigans and drama that the year brought, Althea was excited that summer was approaching. She could relax--for a bit--and hang out with her brothers and her girlfriend (hopefully.) And while her father had made it a point to remind her that she would be working for him over the summer, she wasn't too bothered by it. Still, before all of that would even occur, she'd have to get through the train ride first. Thankfully she and Levi had long put aside their differences--for the most part--so the risk of having another Kenning-style-verbal-brawl on the train was very slim. If Declan were here, he'd have already deposited her trunk for her but the perks of growing up, right? While manuevering around, trunk behind her, Althea made her way to the luggage compartment, ready to drop her things and go find something comfortable to sit. She didn't expect to see anyone worth talking to when she arrived, but she'd spotted Jessa and didn't want to head home without at least chatting with her first. "Don't tell me there isn't any space left." "No, there's plenty. I reckon I'm just being picky." Her tone was distracted as she surveyed the remaining space in the luggage compartment. Perhaps shoving around a few things might help...or...if she placed hers atop that one there...--hang on. She knew that voice. Quite suddenly, blue eyes moved from the stacks and stacks of trunks to the direction the voice had come from. At the same time, a smile danced lazily across her face. "Fancy running into you before we hit London." Jessa assumed someone like Althea would have long ago found her friends and probably gotten someone to take the trunk here for her. "I don't want this getting buried, otherwise it'll be a right awful pain waiting to get it when we hit the station." She looked to the older girl, she was pretty smart and all. "I don't suppose you know any charms that'd keep it hopping to the top any time someone else comes in to drop their trunk off after we leave--I suppose I could animate it, wouldn't be too hard," Not when she'd spent so much time perfecting thr charm on undead birds but, "Chances of something going wrong after I leave it here would be minimal, yeah?" __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.