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*PhoenixRising* · 04-15-2009, 01:49 AM

Dominic had known that was probably late as anyone for the end-of-term feast. Especially as House Prefect, this was probably not a good idea to show up late to the feast but after the exhausting week of Finals AND OWL exams, the fifth year had just about collapsed for his last half a day free on the couch in the common room.

After two years of Hogwarts and playing for the house Quidditch team - Dominic liked Hogwarts. This was only his fifth year and he knew there would be people graduating this term, whom this was their last feast ever. For all he knew though, after his OWL exams, this might his too. He could just picture the letter from Shackleton now proclaiming him a dunce and summoning his Prefect badge. Ugh.

Annoyed at himself for thinking such depressing thoughts, the five foot ten handsome boy tousled his hair lightly as he pulled the door to the Great Hall open. The room he had spent too much time in this last week with practicals and written OWL exams. A room that had been one of joy and happiness this year, but one also of demise and frustration.

Apparently not everyone seemed to have the same thoughts as him though, given the cheerful mood from the place - mostly from the Ravenclaw table - the long rectangular shape that his golden eyes had automatically flicked over to as he bit his lower lip. Next term, he thought bitterly thinking how likely Mystery Girl would probably rather be celebrating her house glory than taunting him with her house wins. Ugh, again.

Dominic turned his attention instead to his own house table, pleased to see that his badgers seemed to be more joyful than he was. Second place, Second best. He thought bitterly again, wanting nothing more than to be home for the summer already. Things would be better after a two month vacation, he was sure of that.

Was that a baby red panda in the arms of the Groundskeeper!? Blinking back the shock, he walked over towards Neo in time to hear him offer his congratulations. A well fought fight, but it was lost. Granted second place was better than third last term, but still, it was her house and even though he was really proud of her, he was frustrated too.

"Thank you, Mr Masterson," the fifth year spoke amicably. "And you can bet your panda that we will be stepping it up even more next term." He was going to be a sixth year next term, assuming he passed some OWL exams, and nothing was going to stop him from working harder and whipping younger badgers into shape.

04-15-2009, 01:49 AM	#41 (permalink)
PhoenixRising Quintaped Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: in my head [GMT-6] Posts: 58,788 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia Adara Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Emma Montmorency (#301199) Hufflepuff Fourth Year x12 x8	YesJess! \| Captain Goggles \| Mama Badger \| Eva's Soul Sister \| An OG™ \| It's all in the Numbers Dominic had known that was probably late as anyone for the end-of-term feast. Especially as House Prefect, this was probably not a good idea to show up late to the feast but after the exhausting week of Finals AND OWL exams, the fifth year had just about collapsed for his last half a day free on the couch in the common room. After two years of Hogwarts and playing for the house Quidditch team - Dominic liked Hogwarts. This was only his fifth year and he knew there would be people graduating this term, whom this was their last feast ever. For all he knew though, after his OWL exams, this might his too. He could just picture the letter from Shackleton now proclaiming him a dunce and summoning his Prefect badge. Ugh. Annoyed at himself for thinking such depressing thoughts, the five foot ten handsome boy tousled his hair lightly as he pulled the door to the Great Hall open. The room he had spent too much time in this last week with practicals and written OWL exams. A room that had been one of joy and happiness this year, but one also of demise and frustration. Apparently not everyone seemed to have the same thoughts as him though, given the cheerful mood from the place - mostly from the Ravenclaw table - the long rectangular shape that his golden eyes had automatically flicked over to as he bit his lower lip. Next term, he thought bitterly thinking how likely Mystery Girl would probably rather be celebrating her house glory than taunting him with her house wins. Ugh, again. Dominic turned his attention instead to his own house table, pleased to see that his badgers seemed to be more joyful than he was. Second place, Second best. He thought bitterly again, wanting nothing more than to be home for the summer already. Things would be better after a two month vacation, he was sure of that. Was that a baby red panda in the arms of the Groundskeeper!? Blinking back the shock, he walked over towards Neo in time to hear him offer his congratulations. A well fought fight, but it was lost. Granted second place was better than third last term, but still, it was her house and even though he was really proud of her, he was frustrated too. "Thank you, Mr Masterson," the fifth year spoke amicably. "And you can bet your panda that we will be stepping it up even more next term." He was going to be a sixth year next term, assuming he passed some OWL exams, and nothing was going to stop him from working harder and whipping younger badgers into shape. __________________ ___________________You should take your little finger and just point it in the mirror. ________________________________________Baby, maybe you're the problem ✯