12-29-2019, 12:17 AM
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Snidget
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Devin James Horton Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Deanna Joyce Horton Gryffindor Second Year x1
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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising While Carsyn should responsibly be researching books that offered helpful guides on passing her OWLs, instead she found herself wandering over towards the Quidditch Shop. Which was weird because as the owner of a Comet 1080, there was nothing seriously wrong with her broom. It was relatively new and trusty and fast, but yet it wasn't ... A Jollyrocket or a Nimbus. It was also weird for her to be wondering about this when truth be told she wasn't even sure how much she cared for playing quidditch anymore. She hadn't properly played since two summers ago when she played for the under 14 league, since she opted to go traveling this summer for a month instead of trying out for the under 17 league and last summer, well, she wasn't really sure. It also seemed like every year at Hogwarts there seemed some obstacle standing in her way, whether it was a wrist sprain or lack of quidditch. But who was she kidding? Just ONCE she wanted the thrill of being Gryffindor Seeker, as her father was ..... many decades ago.
Then she saw her. Ugh. Not only did Cordelia Winklebleck steal her spot on the team two years ago, but how in the name of Hippogriffs did SHE get kissed before herself?? Like a proper kiss, not just goofing around. Without even realizing she did it, she scoffed loudly. Cordelia Grace Winklebleck was no stranger to being unwanted and treated with disdain. When she heard the scoff of one Carsyn Rose, there was no doubt in her mind of who it was directed at. Cordelia was never quite sure if she should consider Carsyn as her friend or rival. Usually some combination of both. At the very least she was competition for the position of Gryffindor seeker. She wasn’t jealous, per se, of the other girl though. After all, it was Cordelia who had earned the spot of Gryffindor seeker the past few years. There were other things she sometimes envied Carsyn for though. Carsyn had things that Cordelia didn’t: a sister, a functioning pancreas, and what seemed like a good life for instance. Even so, Cordelia could never quite shake the strange mixed feelings of the odd dynamic that shaped her friendship with Carsyn. ”Hello, Carsyn.” Cordelia’s intentions were friendly but the greeting came across with a slightly snippy tone. It wasn’t that she intended any ill will towards the other girl, but Cordelia had found over the years that it was so much easier to dislike people who she perceived as disliking her, push away people before they had a chance to reject her. It was easier that way.
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