12-27-2021, 02:41 PM
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Demiguise
Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: The couch
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Caiden Denholm Ravenclaw Fifth Year Gryffindor Graduated x1 x2
| hi hello A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself. Quote:
Originally Posted by aRogueOne Walking alone through the carriage, backpack on her back and a book pulled up close to her face, Ingrid Luck walked cautiously through the train to a compartment on partially reading as he eyes helped he weave her way through the onslaught of the first years towards an empty carriage or towards one of her friends. She’d hoped for a busier summer but alas, that was not exactly what she’d got. Although, there was always enough going on at Hogwarts, so a quieter summer wasn’t exactly unpleasant.
Finding a quiet compartment, the fifth year Ravenclaw neatly packed away what little luggage she’d kept on her and seated herself next to the window and, pulling her feet up close next to herself, she continued to read her book or at least try to for her mind just continued to wander. First, to her family. Then to her friends. Next to the summer she’d had and her travels to London to visit her brother before finally moving back to her family in general. Over the summer, the Scottish teen had, for some unknow reason, decided that it was time to talk to her family about their mother, or lack of. But how could she bring it up without hurting her father’s feelings? He always seemed so, defensive whenever anything was mentioned. With a small sigh, she placed her book next to her and stared out of the window, resigned to the fact that this train journey wasn’t to be a productive one. Her hair was tied in a single braid behind her back with a cute red bow to represent her Gryffindor House as she moved through the front cars in search of someone to sit with. Her fifth year at Hogwarts was beginning soon which meant that Trissa Hartwell was going to attend her O.W.L Exams and she was already trying her best not to freak out.
Her grey eyes landed on a fellow fifth year entering an empty compartment. Moving quickly before the seats in there were taken, Trissa slid open the door and realised that it was Ingrid. She was a Ravenclaw...that meant she was SMART right?! Maybe she had to befriend some more Ravenclaws this year? "Ingrid~! Hi! how was your summer?"
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