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sweetpinkpixie · 08-05-2024, 10:43 AM

Where was Sage? Well, she had been regretting a couple of choice decisions (one of which the consequences of was currently buried deep in her robe's pocket. If anyone questioned why she was eating with her other hand this evening, they would be informed with a very casual explanation that she simply was practicing to become ambidextrous and they would be wise to leave it at that. She had been considering skipping the feast entirely to, ahem, work on this skill and had her wand in hand to disillusion herself when she had been caught mucking about in her dorm and promptly ushered out while also practically being escorted by one of the house prefects. Honestly, didn't they have better things to do with their time than be unpaid aurors?

Still, since she was here now and it was the end of term and there was a certain unfinished business she yearned to attended to...the sixth year (and by the end of this evening a rising seventh year) wanted to make the most of the evening and what had been a rather productive term without too much interruption. Just the small, er, the small matter of ambidextrousness practice that she, er, would need to see Professor Carton about later and preferably before she returned to the common room this evening and certainly before the train home tomorrow.

Strolling over to the Slytherin table, Sage offered cursory glances to her younger housemates but hardly lingered. The only younger housemate really on her radar was a certain first year with her Venus Flytrap and with her mood soured by her, erm, practice in her dormitory she was not feeling particularly charitable with her time. Solomon, on the other hand, had all her attention as she plopped down beside him and moved her hand a little more deeply into her pocket. "So," she greeted abruptly as she straddled the bench and faced him directly. "Are you ever going to come off it and ask me on a proper date or should I just go on ask you?"

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sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,795 Hogwarts RPG Name: Anna Walles Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Sage Ransom-Kruus Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	hello, hello, helloooooo astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Where was Sage? Well, she had been regretting a couple of choice decisions (one of which the consequences of was currently buried deep in her robe's pocket. If anyone questioned why she was eating with her other hand this evening, they would be informed with a very casual explanation that she simply was practicing to become ambidextrous and they would be wise to leave it at that. She had been considering skipping the feast entirely to, ahem, work on this skill and had her wand in hand to disillusion herself when she had been caught mucking about in her dorm and promptly ushered out while also practically being escorted by one of the house prefects. Honestly, didn't they have better things to do with their time than be unpaid aurors? Still, since she was here now and it was the end of term and there was a certain unfinished business she yearned to attended to...the sixth year (and by the end of this evening a rising seventh year) wanted to make the most of the evening and what had been a rather productive term without too much interruption. Just the small, er, the small matter of ambidextrousness practice that she, er, would need to see Professor Carton about later and preferably before she returned to the common room this evening and certainly before the train home tomorrow. Strolling over to the Slytherin table, Sage offered cursory glances to her younger housemates but hardly lingered. The only younger housemate really on her radar was a certain first year with her Venus Flytrap and with her mood soured by her, erm, practice in her dormitory she was not feeling particularly charitable with her time. Solomon, on the other hand, had all her attention as she plopped down beside him and moved her hand a little more deeply into her pocket. "So," she greeted abruptly as she straddled the bench and faced him directly. "Are you ever going to come off it and ask me on a proper date or should I just go on ask you?" __________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes