04-15-2009, 03:59 AM
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Quintaped
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia Adara Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Emma Montmorency (#301199) Hufflepuff Fourth Year x12 x8
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Originally Posted by cedricdiggory Cedric saw Denton entered the hall..he's late..prefects shall never be late Cedric want some fun,want to tease Denton..its only just for fun but he feel in his heart..that Denton was a good guy and Cedric look at Denton as his idol or good model..but Cedric like any other boys like to make someone angry especially to those who easily get angry..
"Prefect Denton,Prefect Denton..
barged in the hall,always late.."
Cedric recited his so called poem..as Denton passed him by.. Distractedly, Dominic turned his attention from the red panda and the Groundskeeper at the sound of someone - a younger student from the looks of things - calling his name. Frowning and furrowing his two eyebrows together, the fifth year recognized the boy at once as one who he himself had entered late to a few classes this term. Annoying, hypocritical first years, he thought, not particularly in the mood for dealing with this stuff right now. Sleep was in order despite the fact that he slept the last twelve hours or so, it just didn't seem to be enough. "Cedric," the Hufflepuff said fiercely. "And you're one to talk about being late. It's the end of term feast for the love of MERLIN . . . not a class . . ." Quote:
Originally Posted by SnitCHchASER Emalyn's head snapped up as soon as she realized who had entered the Great Hall. No, she hadn't really talked to Dominic for more than a few brief words, but she was sad to see him go for another year, as well. She was in a mood where anyone from Hufflepuff was in a non-safety zone around her. She leapt up, a crazy look in her eyes, as she walked quickly up to Dom. "I'M GOING TO MISS YOU!" she found herself exclaiming, jumping at him and hugging him around the middle in a bear hug. It was hard to hug him, as he was wayyyy taller, but she managed. "Yof fur gate dis yea-uh," she mumbled, her face burried in his robes. Then she backed up, realizing how awkward this was. She cleared her throat. "You were great this year...at Quidditch, I mean." Emalyn stepped back and grinned.
NOW. Where was Kaika, Ella, Ross and Miranda? She gazed around frantically. There would be no safety for them, either. But his scolding of the first year was interrupted by someone tackling his middle and wrapping their little arms around his abdominals. For a moment, his heart skipped a beat as his memory flashed back to the little arms of Willow, but looking down at the top of her head, he knew it wasn't and sighed, blowing the girl's hair wistfully.
Emalyn. His teammate of two years now and fabulous chaser. Of course he would miss her, but he'd still see her again next term, wouldn't he? No reason why not. The second part was incoherent babble though and for another moment, Dominic wondered if she had been slipped a Babbling Beverage or just hit with a Confundus Charm. BUT . . . the Hufflepuff Prefect just wrapped his strong arms around the second year protectively. "Me too, Emalyn. Me too." And it was the truth.
And then she pulled back from him, but he held his hands firmly on her shoulders for a moment, looking down into his eyes - goodness, why'd he have to be so tall? - and smiled vaguely at her. "You were great this year too, Ema. Now be good this summer, will ya? I'll see you in a few months."
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