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Old 06-14-2020, 05:05 AM   #19 (permalink)
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt
Slytherin
Fifth Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Yoji Christopher Reed
Ravenclaw
First Year
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Noah had yet to spend much time in this particular part of the castle since the beginning of the term so he was pleasantly surprised when his wanderings took him here. Huh. Cool. That was simply all he thought as he wandered down this particular corridor, admiring all the portraits as he went. He had no destination or at least one that he remembered so he was content to just be and wander. Noah was fairly certain that he had no prior commitments; however, last time, he had felt this way, he had almost missed Defense Against the Dark arts class. Thank Merlin, he saw Islay headed to class so he had followed her.

Perhaps the Portraits had a few answers to what he should be doing at this precise moment.

Maybe there was something else he could have been doing? Was he missing an important hang out with friends... or worse the girlfriend? Would Aboli give him the cold shoulder???! ?! :'( *LEGULP* Or would Ronan force him into another penguin/unicorn suit with Matty's help? Was he missing a very special date with Kimmie?

UGH. MEMORY PROBLEMS WERE ROUGH.
Not only was he dealing with memory problems, but he also had to deal with the lack of magic around the place, including the house elves' ability to do their job right. By the looks of it, the younger Gryffindor had made his way down to the Great Hall to get some breakfast, only to be served in a manner he did not expect. At all.

He'd been looking forward to eating his full English breakfast in all its glory, only to have it magically appear above him and dumped on his head. He was shocked, and almost...almost burst into tears because it was such a waste of glorious food. Instinctively, he got up from his seat, made his way upwards again to get washed for the day.

Along the way, he bumped into an older boy from his house, and was instantly distracted by what he was doing...or lack of whatever he was supposed to be doing. Noah also forgot at this point why he was making his way up again from the Great Hall. With baked beans dripping from his head, and a perfect sunny side-up egg on his shoulder, he sidled up next to the boy and started a perfectly normal conversation. "You should look for Google Stump if I were you." he said, motioning his hand with a blood sausage towards the portraits. "Can I interest you with a full English breakfast in these trying times?" he asked offering him the other sausage dangling from his head. "It's super good." he continued taking a huge bite from the one he was holding.

Trying times indeed.
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