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Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3
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Originally Posted by Watson Addyson had yet to admit it but she was slightly jealous that Tal had ended up in the same house as one of their cousins. At least, Zephyr was in her house. However, it would have been nice to have a female relative (like Arienne) in her house so if she needed to ask some questions of a cool, older student - then it would be fine. Fortunately, she had met Lily so she had found someone to ask.
Still Addyson wanted to run into her cousin so she sat on the bottom of the staircase in the Entrance Hall with her eyes glued between the Great Hall and the other entrances. This was the perfect spot to watch for her cousin. She was no longer the only one in her family here at Hogwarts. It was interesting to Arienne to think about that. It was like she was the leader, the original. The fact she hadn’t thought of it two terms ago when the twins had started wasn’t important. Not that her brothers weren’t important, and that she hadn’t been concerned that they would get through their first and second years unscathed. She absolutely had been, whether or not they had liked knowing she’d been worried about them. But now, the Dane triplets were here, and it was that much more of a thing. So to speak. Probably because Tal had been sorted into Hufflepuff as well, but there had been thoughts as to if the girls were doing well too. Amongst her own general worries about her own situation. Exams looming and everything else. Classes and, well, other things.
She had stopped off in the kitchens for a snack after her latest lesson, and it was upon leaving with some shortbread in her hand that she’d seen Addyson on the steps. Odds were, the younger girl was waiting for someone else, but she had still walked closer. “What’s up?”, she asked, taking a seat next to her and offering a biscuit.
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