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Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Fourth Year Ministry Department Head:
Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head:
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Originally Posted by oh its Erik ok Whoa Whoa Whoa Nigel wasn't thaaaat old. A Nimbus 2001 was like super super ancient and he was only in his 40's. It was not even comparable. Also he did try and grow out a beard in college and all that happened was he got really awful stubble and no beard. It was awful and he was rightfully made fun of for it. Worse than when he went bald for a couple weeks. All the gunk and korean beauty products were keeping their faces looking amazing so not much to say about that. "You got me there"
Those darn dangerous questions. Still better than her constantly asking why "Means you can only get one thing, smart pants and that's if you will actually use it?"
He says and ruffles the top of her beanie. Ancient, dad. Ancient. She saw those boxes of hair dye!
Beaming up at her dad, Calliope bounced up and down on her toes and did a bit of a wiggly worm dance because she liked being praised for making a good point. She had sort of already forgotten what the point was she had been made because there were now park negotiations going on, but still pleased to have made a point! "So...does that mean no ice cream and swings at the park after we jam here for a bit?" she asked with wide eyes, fluttering lashes, and just the right amount of lower lip pouting.
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like |
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