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confusion.girl · 06-08-2008, 11:10 AM

Hugo's mood was slightly lighter. Yes, he did have a stupid Dream Journal to begin on for divination and a foot long essay for Potions, but there was something that was making his mood bright. And that was that Georgie was in almost ALL of his lessons. Hehehe. It must be fate, right?

Walking quickly towards the Ravenclaw Common Room, he answered the silly little question correctly, and stepped into the room. Oh how delightful! Tristan and Mozzie had beaten him to it. So there was obviously no chance of a casual run around the room to drain himself of energy. He could already picture Mozzie's face in that scenario.

"Afternoon Mozzie, Tristan." Hugo greeted, plonking himself down on the sofa. And now for homework.

Great.

He couldn't remember the last time he'd recieved so much homework on the first day. Meh. Maybe the Ministry had sent out a degree that was on the lines of torture. It wouldn't suprise him.

"Is it just me who has got a stack of homework?" Hugo asked, wrinkling his nose.

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Originally Posted by Lexia_Black

Kate was beyond her cute pout. She was downright sour as she clacked her way through the Slytherin Common Room entrance. She dropped her bag onto the ground, so far from caring if anything broke, spilled, or ripped, that she nearly hoped so. She threw a small tantrum, stamping hard on the stone ground and kicking a tall, grounded candlestick. Her tirade took up a circle with two feet in diameter, but she needn't worry about it's caliber or space, as not a pixie was watching. Seriously. Did all of the Slytherins take a field trip to the Chamber or something?

Deciding to convince herself she wasn't a human repellant, Kate proceeded to look under each chair, couch, ottomon, gargoyle, and coffee table. Don't worry, you're not a human repellant, just barking mad. After looking under a particularly disturbing throne Kate came up for air to see a yawning Stella, gold silk bathrobe clad, walking down the stairs as if she was on a continuous catwalk, bed-head and all.

"You can't be serious."

Cleo stomped through the castle, her lips pursed into a tight pout. She wasn't amused. In fact, she was unamused. The sound of heels clacking against the stone floors was echoing around the corridors as she stormed towards the dungeons. Argh! She spat the password at the concealed entrance and walked into the common room.

OOFT!

Cleo went flying as she tripped over a huge, squishy mass that appeared to be crawling around on the floor. Arms flailing madly, she went crashing to the floor. Her blood boiled as she smacked onto the hard stone, and she scrambled to her feet in a flash of pale limbs and blonde curls. "What are you doing, Kate?!" She exclaimed, or rather, snarled.

What kind of idiot lay on the floor?

Kate obviously.

"And why are you wearing that?" Cleo added, gesturing to Stella's spangly bath robe. Goodness! Surely four in the afternoon was a bit early to be sneaking off to the prefect's bathroom. Yeesh. Kicking her heels off in a mad rush, Clo plonked herself onto the sofa. Her arms were folded so tightly around herself, she appeared to be one, big knot.

If her first appearance had not made it obvious, Cleo was in a bad mood. After just one day she had to draw a stinking Bowtruckle (what exactly was there to draw?), write a foot long essay for potions (who even cared what the properties of Moonstone were?) and some silly Dream Diary.

06-08-2008, 11:10 AM	#357 (permalink)
confusion.girl Formerly: Dracos_Lady Kappa Join Date: Jan 2007 Posts: 14,819 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hugo Jermaine Woods Seventh Year	avant-garde Mrs. Nick Jonas Hugo's mood was slightly lighter. Yes, he did have a stupid Dream Journal to begin on for divination and a foot long essay for Potions, but there was something that was making his mood bright. And that was that Georgie was in almost ALL of his lessons. Hehehe. It must be fate, right? Walking quickly towards the Ravenclaw Common Room, he answered the silly little question correctly, and stepped into the room. Oh how delightful! Tristan and Mozzie had beaten him to it. So there was obviously no chance of a casual run around the room to drain himself of energy. He could already picture Mozzie's face in that scenario. "Afternoon Mozzie, Tristan." Hugo greeted, plonking himself down on the sofa. And now for homework. Great. He couldn't remember the last time he'd recieved so much homework on the first day. Meh. Maybe the Ministry had sent out a degree that was on the lines of torture. It wouldn't suprise him. "Is it just me who has got a stack of homework?" Hugo asked, wrinkling his nose. Quote: Originally Posted by Lexia_Black Kate was beyond her cute pout. She was downright sour as she clacked her way through the Slytherin Common Room entrance. She dropped her bag onto the ground, so far from caring if anything broke, spilled, or ripped, that she nearly hoped so. She threw a small tantrum, stamping hard on the stone ground and kicking a tall, grounded candlestick. Her tirade took up a circle with two feet in diameter, but she needn't worry about it's caliber or space, as not a pixie was watching. Seriously. Did all of the Slytherins take a field trip to the Chamber or something? Deciding to convince herself she wasn't a human repellant, Kate proceeded to look under each chair, couch, ottomon, gargoyle, and coffee table. Don't worry, you're not a human repellant, just barking mad. After looking under a particularly disturbing throne Kate came up for air to see a yawning Stella, gold silk bathrobe clad, walking down the stairs as if she was on a continuous catwalk, bed-head and all. "You can't be serious." Cleo stomped through the castle, her lips pursed into a tight pout. She wasn't amused. In fact, she was unamused. The sound of heels clacking against the stone floors was echoing around the corridors as she stormed towards the dungeons. Argh! She spat the password at the concealed entrance and walked into the common room. OOFT! Cleo went flying as she tripped over a huge, squishy mass that appeared to be crawling around on the floor. Arms flailing madly, she went crashing to the floor. Her blood boiled as she smacked onto the hard stone, and she scrambled to her feet in a flash of pale limbs and blonde curls. "What are you doing, Kate?!" She exclaimed, or rather, snarled. What kind of idiot lay on the floor? Kate obviously. "And why are you wearing that?" Cleo added, gesturing to Stella's spangly bath robe. Goodness! Surely four in the afternoon was a bit early to be sneaking off to the prefect's bathroom. Yeesh. Kicking her heels off in a mad rush, Clo plonked herself onto the sofa. Her arms were folded so tightly around herself, she appeared to be one, big knot. If her first appearance had not made it obvious, Cleo was in a bad mood. After just one day she had to draw a stinking Bowtruckle (what exactly was there to draw?), write a foot long essay for potions (who even cared what the properties of Moonstone were?) and some silly Dream Diary. __________________ Hugo&Georgie FOREVER AND EVER Just two seventh year flirts who happened to fall in love