01-09-2020, 07:20 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 Kimothy To say that Drewett Gunter missed Hogwarts was an understatement. He had liked Beauxbatons in all its aesthetic entirety—dragon issues aside—but it wasn't home. Just the idea of being back at Hogwarts for his seventh year had set the tone for the Ravenclaw as he decided to take a stroll outside the castle. He had considered the grounds a source of stress relief and while he didn't mind the need to clean up in the castle, Drewett figured he could use a moment or two wherein he didn't sneeze his nasal cavity out.
He had his hands tucked inside his pocket as he went through his usual route, or at least what he could remember. Drewett had a usual route at Beauxbatons last term, and he quietly wondered if things had changed since the mist left the school. He wondered if the maize maze had changed its route too, eyeing the entrance curiously. It reminded him of the time he and Kenzie beat the Beauxbatons maze. Quite a fond memory. Cordelia enjoyed spending time outside. She was out for her usual run around the school grounds to clear her head. There were, surprisingly enough, quite a lot of thoughts running through Cordelia’s mind at this particular moment. As of late she had been suspecting that no one liked her and that everyone hated her. It was something she had felt frequently throughout her life, but that didn’t make it any easier. Ugh, she hated this feeling. She hated that it made her hate herself, thinking that no one would ever love her. Perhaps it was fate then that the person she happened to run into as she drew near to the entrance of the maze was one of the few people who she trusted. ”Drew.” Even Drew had left her but unlike others in her life, he hadn’t completely abandoned her. Her thoughts were too many, too much, too mixed up to say anything more than his name but she was sure he would understand more than anyone.
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