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Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: --
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Originally Posted by Kolyander After spending what was likely an absurd amount of time in the library after dinner had finished, Dahlia had slowly made her way back to her common room. It was there that the first year had gone directly to her dorm to put her things away. While there the quick decision to change into her pink and white pajamas with unicorns on them, grab up her fleece blanket, select one of the books she had gotten from the library and scoop up Sir Frederik the Pink Pygmy Puff from her pillow.
Not really feeling like being all alone in the dorm, Lia headed back into the common room. Who cares if anyone saw her in her pjs, not her! Normally she would sit on one of the couches or arm chairs in front of the fireplace. But not tonight. The window seat was empty! No time could be wasted right now or someone else might sit there first!
Dahlia hurried over to the padded window seat and plopped down upon it sideways, tucking one of her legs up underneath her, the other dangling down unable to touch the floor. Sir Frederik had already made his way up onto her shoulder, tucking himself against her neck. Her blanket was spread out nicely over her lap and she gave a little wiggle, settling down comfortably. Opening the book to the first page, she began to read. No.
No nO NO!
The window seat was very quickly becoming one of his favourite seats to sit on. The sofas weren't bad either but there was something special about the window seats. Something like the view or the comfortable seats or the fact that he could do almost anything here.
Almost. Baking cupcakes wasn't an option.
Except, it now looked like sitting wasn't an option, either, because the seat he was walking to was now taken. Sammy clutched a spell book close to his chest as he started twirling spinning around slowly in a circular motion. He had to find a seat. He had to. But the second year was feeling so picky about it that none seemed good enough. Not after the window seat.
He chewed down on his bottom lip. As much as his mind was racing, there was nothing else for it, was there? Sammy took a few steps to turn to face the seat and the unknown girl who was sitting there. Without any hesitation, he immediately started walking towards her. A walk that tried to show that he was casual and confident at the same time. "Hey, there! Hope you don't mind if I join you," he said, already helping himself to the seat next to hers, "I like your pyjamas, by the way."
Don't mind him. He was just going to make himself comfortable.
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