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pundantic · 05-01-2018, 01:00 AM

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Originally Posted by lemon

No surprises, of course. Leecey was all peachy smiles and doe eyes at the Hufflepuff as he took up her items. Boys were so useful.

“Why would I want them touching my things anyway?” There were elves at Hogwarts, and Katy had mentioned their willingness to help with a spectrum of activities if asked kindly enough. She’d be just fine if she found them.

They’d reached the luggage compartment, and any sane individual in her shoes would have rushed to open the door for their trunk-carrying counterpart. Leecey, however, opened as many doors as she lifted bags.

“I think I want to be a Ravenclaw. Like Aunt Tuney.” And live in a TOWER fit for a PRINCESS.

Alessandro did not wait for his cousin to open the door. Instead, he angled his body so his shoulder could jimmy open the door. And then, he propped it open with his elbow so she could pass through first because she was a lady.

”Because,” he heaved, holding the door and the luggage with all of might of his twelve year old noodle arms, “I doubt you’ll want to put anything away yourself.” Hogwarts was not suddenly going to make his cousin keen on chores.

Al wrinkled his nose at his cousin’s choice of house. It was beyond him why anyone would want to be anywhere other than Slytherin. So he said as much, “Slytherin is the better house. It’s the best house.” The twelve year old was still unreasonably upset about the fact that he had been barred from his father’s colours.

05-01-2018, 01:00 AM	#16 (permalink)
pundantic MO Moke Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Winterfell Posts: 8,763 Hogwarts RPG Name: Gideon Emerson Slytherin Seventh Year x4	Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN Quote: Originally Posted by lemon No surprises, of course. Leecey was all peachy smiles and doe eyes at the Hufflepuff as he took up her items. Boys were so useful. “Why would I want them touching my things anyway?” There were elves at Hogwarts, and Katy had mentioned their willingness to help with a spectrum of activities if asked kindly enough. She’d be just fine if she found them. They’d reached the luggage compartment, and any sane individual in her shoes would have rushed to open the door for their trunk-carrying counterpart. Leecey, however, opened as many doors as she lifted bags. “I think I want to be a Ravenclaw. Like Aunt Tuney.” And live in a TOWER fit for a PRINCESS. Alessandro did not wait for his cousin to open the door. Instead, he angled his body so his shoulder could jimmy open the door. And then, he propped it open with his elbow so she could pass through first because she was a lady. ”Because,” he heaved, holding the door and the luggage with all of might of his twelve year old noodle arms, “I doubt you’ll want to put anything away yourself.” Hogwarts was not suddenly going to make his cousin keen on chores. Al wrinkled his nose at his cousin’s choice of house. It was beyond him why anyone would want to be anywhere other than Slytherin. So he said as much, *“Slytherin is the better house. It’s the best* house.”** The twelve year old was still unreasonably upset about the fact that he had been barred from his father’s colours. __________________