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SilverTiger · 02-06-2021, 01:41 AM

Things were most definitely not getting any better around Hogwarts, not when it practically feltlike she was at risk of tripping over Neo-Alliance people wherever she went. Gracelyn was rather grateful to be a Hufflepuff, though. At least she didn’t have to deal with the encampment on the sixth floor every day, and she’d managed to bypass the Great Hall most days too. A quick pop into the kitchens to ask the elves for food and that was that. She still didn’t trust that her halfblood status held any sort of protection for her, after all. It was taking a lot of distractions by way of tumbling or yoga to keep from looking absolutely haunted.

The weather wasn’t helping, but it wasn’t hurting either. She’d just wrapped herself in a cozy scarf before heading out to the greenhouse for the Herbology lesson, since she knew the interior would be warm. It was just the trip there she needed to stay bundled up for. Plus, she was fairly certain Professor Flamsteed wasn’t someone she needed to be wary of, aside from maybe when it came to the actual plants.

Either way, the flower arrangements had put a genuine smile onto the Hufflepuff’s face as she unwound her scarf. These days, an actual genuine smile was rare. “Hi Professor Flamsteed! Thanks for the cocoa,” she added, taking a cup before going over to a seat not far away from squirrel boy (Morgan). No real reason, either. Maybe safety in numbers, but she’d merely taken a sip from her cup as she settled into her seat.

02-06-2021, 01:41 AM	#14 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,214 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Things were most definitely not getting any better around Hogwarts, not when it practically feltlike she was at risk of tripping over Neo-Alliance people wherever she went. Gracelyn was rather grateful to be a Hufflepuff, though. At least she didn’t have to deal with the encampment on the sixth floor every day, and she’d managed to bypass the Great Hall most days too. A quick pop into the kitchens to ask the elves for food and that was that. She still didn’t trust that her halfblood status held any sort of protection for her, after all. It was taking a lot of distractions by way of tumbling or yoga to keep from looking absolutely haunted. The weather wasn’t helping, but it wasn’t hurting either. She’d just wrapped herself in a cozy scarf before heading out to the greenhouse for the Herbology lesson, since she knew the interior would be warm. It was just the trip there she needed to stay bundled up for. Plus, she was fairly certain Professor Flamsteed wasn’t someone she needed to be wary of, aside from maybe when it came to the actual plants. Either way, the flower arrangements had put a genuine smile onto the Hufflepuff’s face as she unwound her scarf. These days, an actual genuine smile was rare. “Hi Professor Flamsteed! Thanks for the cocoa,” she added, taking a cup before going over to a seat not far away from squirrel boy (Morgan). No real reason, either. Maybe safety in numbers, but she’d merely taken a sip from her cup as she settled into her seat. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥