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aRogueOne · 06-27-2021, 06:17 PM

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Originally Posted by griffin

The treehouse was one of Devin’s favorite spots on the Hogwarts grounds. Last year when things got bad he had even considered running away from the castle and living here in the treehouse. Of course that wasn’t a practical plan for several reasons so that plan had never come to fruition, but the treehouse was still a place that felt safe and secure. It was a great place for studying and imaginative play too. Best of all, it had the most beautiful view and he could hear soothing birdsong in the trees and just really connect with nature. Devin climbed the ladder to the treehouse, heading for the pile of pillows and blankets. He took a deep breath, inhaling the woody scent of his surroundings. It was a very good, comforting kind of smell. Devin dragged some pillows into certain positions and started stacking them on top of each other. Today was a great day for building a pillow fort.

The tree house was simply magical. There was just something about it that always made Ingrid’s imagination wander off to places unknown. Maybe it was just the fact that it was so high up or simply because she was out in nature but something about it really struck a chord with the third year Ravenclaw. Also, it was just so fancy too. It was practically a house and the fact that it was just here for the kids of Hogwarts to chill in at their leisure just blew her mind continuously. Still, you wouldn’t hear this Ravenclaw complaining about it.

With a large sigh, she hauled her rucksack full of books onto her back and began heaving them up the rope ladder. Judging from the ladder itself, it seemed as though someone had the same idea as her but she didn’t mind one bit. Company was always nice when it came to places like these. As she got to the drop, she hesitated for a moment and froze, eying the entrance hold and then the backpack that was weighing her scrawny little arms down on the rope ladder. Could she fit through with it on her back? Maybe. Was she about to try and get stuck? No.

“Errrr…excuse me? Someone in there? Can you give me a hand? My backpack is a little heavy and I can’t fit through the hole with it on,” grunting slightly as she took a deep breath. Why she hadn’t chosen the stairs was a question for another day. Gingerly, Ingrid manouvered it off of her back and into one hand as she held on with another. Maybe this was a sign that she should actually do some physical exercise. Nah. Couldn’t be.

06-27-2021, 06:17 PM	#41 (permalink)
aRogueOne MLE & DERP Puffskein Join Date: Apr 2018 Location: UK Posts: 1,570 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sloane Aubrey Knott Slytherin Fifth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by griffin The treehouse was one of Devin’s favorite spots on the Hogwarts grounds. Last year when things got bad he had even considered running away from the castle and living here in the treehouse. Of course that wasn’t a practical plan for several reasons so that plan had never come to fruition, but the treehouse was still a place that felt safe and secure. It was a great place for studying and imaginative play too. Best of all, it had the most beautiful view and he could hear soothing birdsong in the trees and just really connect with nature. Devin climbed the ladder to the treehouse, heading for the pile of pillows and blankets. He took a deep breath, inhaling the woody scent of his surroundings. It was a very good, comforting kind of smell. Devin dragged some pillows into certain positions and started stacking them on top of each other. Today was a great day for building a pillow fort. The tree house was simply magical. There was just something about it that always made Ingrid’s imagination wander off to places unknown. Maybe it was just the fact that it was so high up or simply because she was out in nature but something about it really struck a chord with the third year Ravenclaw. Also, it was just so fancy too. It was practically a house and the fact that it was just here for the kids of Hogwarts to chill in at their leisure just blew her mind continuously. Still, you wouldn’t hear this Ravenclaw complaining about it. With a large sigh, she hauled her rucksack full of books onto her back and began heaving them up the rope ladder. Judging from the ladder itself, it seemed as though someone had the same idea as her but she didn’t mind one bit. Company was always nice when it came to places like these. As she got to the drop, she hesitated for a moment and froze, eying the entrance hold and then the backpack that was weighing her scrawny little arms down on the rope ladder. Could she fit through with it on her back? Maybe. Was she about to try and get stuck? No. “Errrr…excuse me? Someone in there? Can you give me a hand? My backpack is a little heavy and I can’t fit through the hole with it on,” grunting slightly as she took a deep breath. Why she hadn’t chosen the stairs was a question for another day. Gingerly, Ingrid manouvered it off of her back and into one hand as she held on with another. Maybe this was a sign that she should actually do some physical exercise. Nah. Couldn’t be.