06-11-2008, 11:42 PM
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Quintaped
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia Adara Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Emma Montmorency (#301199) Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Kartik Ishaan Joshi (#3112da) Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Kara Walsh (#aa1506) Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Tiffany Rose Slytherin Third Year x12 x8
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Originally Posted by Sophie_Melita When she turned back around, hovering a tray with at least a dozen glasses on them before her there were MORE students. "Oh goodie!" she clapped her hands together and rested the tray on the table. "More students! Of course you can come in and ask me absolutely anything, dear. Anything at all," she said with a smile so big you wondered if her face hurt.
She pushed a glass into each girl's hand and then held the tray of cookies out to them. "Now, what shall we talk about. OH! Or we could sing a song!" Quote:
Originally Posted by My Argyle Argyle pops into Mistress Melita's Office with her tea tray. Argyle places it on her desk when Argyle spots a tin of cookies. Argyle snaps his fingers. The cookies disappear. "Only house elves are allowed to cook cookies at Hogwarts Belle, whatever this school is." Amelia smiled graciously at this professor's apparent enthusiasm with the girls. Well there are at least two semi-decent professors, she thought dramatically. Before she could say anything in response, she felt a glass being shoved into her hand, "Er thank you," she said grinning. But just as she was about to take a cookie from the tray, a house elf appeared and made them disappear!
Now if only she could remember the elf's name; she knew he looked familiar, but she was horrible with names of the house elves. Not Algamus... he was the head honcho... Instead of addressing the elf, she smiled at him politely. "I'm sure Professor Melita didn't mean to cause any trouble, but just likes to cook," she told him encouragingly.
Now turning back to face the Professor, she sighed looking at the other students in the office. "Okay Professor, but I think I'll write it down in a note form," she told the potions professor quietly. "Oh and my name is Amelia. Amelia Rose." she added quickly. And with that, she settled down onto the hardwood floor, withdrawing some parchment and her self-inking quill from her messenger bag. Quote:
Originally Posted by the note As a seventh year student, I was wondering if I could perhaps intern with you for this year to prepare me for perhaps a career in healing where I may need to mix products. Thank you,
Amelia
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