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*PhoenixRising* · 01-09-2020, 01:45 AM

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Originally Posted by GD2204

Breathing heavily, his hands on his knees, he couldn’t help but take a moment to catch his breath, the sun only now coming up from behind the castle. Going for an early morning run had become an essential part of his daily routine at Hogwarts now, despite it being forced upon him by one of the previous heads of the school.

Standing next to the water fountain, sweat dripping from his curls, spurts of condensation shot from his mouth like a geyser erupting as he did his best to recover from the intense sprints he’d just done up and down the grounds of Hogwarts. Despite the fact he now felt as though his lungs were on fire, he was proud that he’d woken up this early and blown off some steam and boy did he need to after the first few weeks of school. Sure, it hadn’t been extremely bad but everything just seemed to be annoying the sixth year Ravenclaw there days. From the surly headmaster to the snotty first years, his patience had run thin and sooner or later, he was going to take a note of the headmasters book and just end up hurling someone out of a room somewhere.

With the quidditch pitch back to being unusable, the literal only saving grace was that Carsyn had OWLs and Prefect duties this year which meant she would be plenty busy enough. Despite having two back-to-back morning classes there was something about a leisure activity that had Carsyn outside for the sunrise. Or maybe it was that her body had gotten used to being awake at this time. Or she had to get out of her dorm because the stench was starting from a certain Cora Dredworth who decided showers were outside her limits.

Sprinting up the path she smiled when she saw her fellow prefect, honestly the vision was one that could not be recreated. It was almost tempting to just stare for five minutes to try and hold the image like that in her mind for long after it was gone. Except she shouldn't. And so instead, she did the only logical thing she could think of ....

Run at him. In a tackle.

01-09-2020, 01:45 AM	#3 (permalink)
PhoenixRising Quintaped Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: in my head [GMT-6] Posts: 58,912 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia Adara Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Emma Montmorency (#301199) Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Kartik Ishaan Joshi (#3112da) Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Kara Walsh (#aa1506) Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Tiffany Rose Slytherin Third Year x12 x8	YesJess! \| Captain Goggles \| Mama Badger \| Eva's Soul Sister \| An OG™ \| It's all in the Numbers Quote: Originally Posted by GD2204 Breathing heavily, his hands on his knees, he couldn’t help but take a moment to catch his breath, the sun only now coming up from behind the castle. Going for an early morning run had become an essential part of his daily routine at Hogwarts now, despite it being forced upon him by one of the previous heads of the school. Standing next to the water fountain, sweat dripping from his curls, spurts of condensation shot from his mouth like a geyser erupting as he did his best to recover from the intense sprints he’d just done up and down the grounds of Hogwarts. Despite the fact he now felt as though his lungs were on fire, he was proud that he’d woken up this early and blown off some steam and boy did he need to after the first few weeks of school. Sure, it hadn’t been extremely bad but everything just seemed to be annoying the sixth year Ravenclaw there days. From the surly headmaster to the snotty first years, his patience had run thin and sooner or later, he was going to take a note of the headmasters book and just end up hurling someone out of a room somewhere. With the quidditch pitch back to being unusable, the literal only saving grace was that Carsyn had OWLs and Prefect duties this year which meant she would be plenty busy enough. Despite having two back-to-back morning classes there was something about a leisure activity that had Carsyn outside for the sunrise. Or maybe it was that her body had gotten used to being awake at this time. Or she had to get out of her dorm because the stench was starting from a certain Cora Dredworth who decided showers were outside her limits. Sprinting up the path she smiled when she saw her fellow prefect, honestly the vision was one that could not be recreated. It was almost tempting to just stare for five minutes to try and hold the image like that in her mind for long after it was gone. Except she shouldn't. And so instead, she did the only logical thing she could think of .... Run at him. In a tackle. __________________ ___________________You should take your little finger and just point it in the mirror. ________________________________________Baby, maybe you're the problem ✯