07-29-2019, 09:18 PM
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Pygmy Puff
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5
| Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent Quote:
Originally Posted by Magical Soul Location: Great Hall (FOR MJ) With DADA's book open to the side, Rory was stuffing a spoonful of scrambled eggs into his mouth. He's been remarkably hungrier the closer OWL's have gotten. He didn't mind eating as long as it wasn't sweets. Ekh.
He looked at the book and flipped the page with his free hand but not before a piece of egg fell down to the neat pages. "Ugh!" He exclaimed and flailed before he used his fingers to throw it off the page. There was a stain. This was a disaster. Gunnar had just arrived at the Great Hall for breakfast with a lot of heavy thoughts weighing on his mind. Of course the mist was at the forefront of his mind along with his missing friends, and then of course there were his OWLs that he was sure would not get cancelled no matter how dire the situation would get. But he was sure that they were safe inside the castle. As long as they stayed within the protective walls, Gunnar was sure they'd be fine.
He was so into his head that he hadn't noticed that he walked right past his own table until he was snapped out of his thoughts as he heard the exclamation when he walked by. Oh... was he at the Ravenclaw table? He looked over at the boy, seeing that it was Rory Chosen. Of course, his best friend was the boy's sister, Jolie, and he was thick as thieves with their other triplet, Kodee, but he didn't know Rory as well as the other two. Still, he was familiar with him and wondered what the short, sudden outburst was about. "Hey... everything okay?" Gunnar looked at him with a hint of concern, though everything seemed to be okay. At least he didn't see anything immediately concerning.
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ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |
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