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*Kolyander* · 05-23-2021, 02:19 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Oh no.

Oh no.

Oh no no no no no.

While Atlas HATED to admit it, he had grown a certain fondness for Ore-son Welles last term. What had begun as a kind of petty project and this embarrassing need to feel close to dad in midst of everything terrible happening had quickly turned into a genuine care and appreciation for the infamous muggle pet rock. He hadn't really understood dad's obsession with them and why he had a couple himself and even bought them pet beds...but now...he kind of got it.

Which was why he was SPRINTING down the pathways looking for a few key landmarks that indicated where he needed to jump off the path and veer into the shrubbery a bit to start digging. During one of his times out on the ground before the war had come to Hogwarts, Atlas had spent his last hour with Ore-son Welles and buried the pet rock in its tin for safe keeping. He couldn't risk The Hoods™ finding the muggle inspired companion in his room, so burying him out in the grounds and unearthing him whenever he wanted a chat seemed like the most logical method to carry on. And then the war happened...and Atlas had entirely forgotten about Ore-son Welles.

So...uh...oops. Frantic Gryffindor coming through.

He was sprinting so fast that he didn't notice that the two second years by the tree that juuuuuuuust so happened to be one of his landmarks was his own brother and Dahlia. Skidding to a stop, the blonde hopped off the path...and tripped right over one of the roots and on to his face.

Dahlia had just barely greeted one blondish haired Gryffindor Flamsteed twin when there was suddenly another coming straight down the path towards them. She had actually heard him running and that was what had caused her to look over in the direction he had been coming from and away from the one who was staring at a tree.

"Hey! Lo-" she had seen that root but clearly he hadn't. OUCH! That had to hurt. "Are you okay?!" Reaching out she offered her hand to help him back onto his feet.

If she had to guess which twin this was she would say Atlas, he was the one always getting hurt, right? If memory served her right anyhow. Hadn't he closed his fingers in the compartment door on the Hogwarts express at the start of term? She had been meaning to ask him about that, it still seemed strange to her.

05-23-2021, 02:19 PM	#29 (permalink)
Kolyander Blast-Ended Skrewt Join Date: Aug 2014 Location: Everywhere Posts: 16,017 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hadleigh Renee Paton (DarkGreen) Slytherin Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Bryony Rose Paton (#FF69B4) Slytherin Fourth Year x12	Otter This World ♡ Catpurrccino ♡ Slotherin ♡ Pandamonium Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Oh no. Oh no. Oh no no no no no. While Atlas HATED to admit it, he had grown a certain fondness for Ore-son Welles last term. What had begun as a kind of petty project and this embarrassing need to feel close to dad in midst of everything terrible happening had quickly turned into a genuine care and appreciation for the infamous muggle pet rock. He hadn't really understood dad's obsession with them and why he had a couple himself and even bought them pet beds...but now...he kind of got it. Which was why he was SPRINTING down the pathways looking for a few key landmarks that indicated where he needed to jump off the path and veer into the shrubbery a bit to start digging. During one of his times out on the ground before the war had come to Hogwarts, Atlas had spent his last hour with Ore-son Welles and buried the pet rock in its tin for safe keeping. He couldn't risk The Hoods™ finding the muggle inspired companion in his room, so burying him out in the grounds and unearthing him whenever he wanted a chat seemed like the most logical method to carry on. And then the war happened...and Atlas had entirely forgotten about Ore-son Welles. So...uh...oops. Frantic Gryffindor coming through. He was sprinting so fast that he didn't notice that the two second years by the tree that juuuuuuuust so happened to be one of his landmarks was his own brother and Dahlia. Skidding to a stop, the blonde hopped off the path...and tripped right over one of the roots and on to his face. Dahlia had just barely greeted one blondish haired Gryffindor Flamsteed twin when there was suddenly another coming straight down the path towards them. She had actually heard him running and that was what had caused her to look over in the direction he had been coming from and away from the one who was staring at a tree. "Hey! Lo-" she had seen that root but clearly he hadn't. OUCH! That had to hurt. "Are you okay?!" Reaching out she offered her hand to help him back onto his feet. If she had to guess which twin this was she would say Atlas, he was the one always getting hurt, right? If memory served her right anyhow. Hadn't he closed his fingers in the compartment door on the Hogwarts express at the start of term? She had been meaning to ask him about that, it still seemed strange to her. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Bread!