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Quintaped
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia Adara Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Emma Montmorency (#301199) Hufflepuff Fourth Year x12 x8
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Originally Posted by aRogueOne Sloane watched with amusement as the girl almost seemed to get slightly tongue-tied as she replied. One of the pros that came with hangout with adults all of the time was that you pick up a few quick retorts although that was one of the few positives. Nodding, she finishes her first sandwich, picked up a few of the crumbs, threw them in the foil that had been keeping her sandwiches safe and then rolled it into a ball and threw it back into her backpack. "Huh. I guess you make a valid point." It wasn't like she intended to mess with this pitch or whatever, although Quiddditch would be a lot more fun with gnomes running around on the pitch. "so explain this to me. Why is a match postponed for gnomes which are on the ground...if the match is played in the air? That makes no sense at all".
Noticing the speechless expression, Sloane actually laughed and waved her hand in the air. "It's fine. I mean, it's not because you kind of were rude and did try and blackmail me but that's pretty cool honestly." Someone who could walk up to another stranger, act all rude and then try and blackmail them was okay in Sloane's book. "I'm muggleborn, yeah," although she didn't really appreciate the question. Frowning a little, she shrugged and continued "I don't see how that should make a difference though If I am." In reality, she knew it would make a bit of a difference because she simply knew less than those who had lived in the wizarding world for longer, but she wasn't ready to admit that, especially right now. "It's nice to meet you, hun. My name's Sloane." Ooops. That had slipped out, accidentally on purpose. She did hold out a sandwich for Emma however as a peace offering. Of course she made a valid point. If there was one thing she learned thus far in her short (almost twelve years) life it was to clean up after yourself. That actually was a valid point though that this other girl was making and made Emma stop to think. Why had her father (and other quidditch players) always seemed upset about it? "I think ... maybe because the match starts on the ground when all the players come out on the pitch. And like sports are meant to be watched, so there's something about an aesthetically pleasing playing field to draw the crowds." She shrugged.
Wait what. It was cool? They were cool? She shook her head. "It doesn't make a difference, just ... that you seemed surprise about gnomes and de-gnoming. Although it is kind of funny when you think about it..." she mused. But figured that the girl probably wouldn't understand so she ought to explain. "Just cause like, you're a slytherin and notoriously the slytherin founder frowned upon muggle-borns. And I'm pureblood and in hufflepuff who's founder basically accepted everyone." Also funny cause once upon a time her father disliked hufflepuffs and somehow he ended up with two children in the house. "Nice to meet ya, ... Sloane." She accepted the sandwich. "So how'd you know quidditch was played in the air. Did you read about it?" Or had she inadvertently blabbered on about it. Honestly sometimes she rambled and forgot what she even was saying
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