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Angie · 09-12-2009, 10:16 PM

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Originally Posted by Ama

Her feet carried her down the aisle as her hazel eyes peeked through squared compartment windows. Surely, there had to be an empty one; or at least one where the people inside weren't completely undesirable company. Luck graced her at last and Daphne Hopton slid the compartment door open easily. Stepping inside, she closed the door behind her and promptly took a seat only after having peeled off her handbag over her shoulder.

Some things just couldn't be left inside a trunk to be tossed and turned around until they arrived at Hogwarts. Some things were just too fragile.

Like her hand mirror and such.

After wandering around the middle of the train for ages (more like a few minutes, but that's not how she saw it), looking for a compartment, and having growled at a few first years who seemed keen on talking to her, the seventh year had ended up strolling down the back of the train, and opening the door of the first compartment that caught her attention.

Oh, Pants Girl Hopton.

Well, other than chasing pants all around the school with the child that Plymouth Morgan was, she was not entirely bad.

Hmmmm. "Daphne Hopton," Mused the brunette with a nod at the girl, before taking seat opposite the blonde, and, of course, without asking the girl if she minded her company or not. She was sitting anyway. "I take you had an enjoyable summer?" Small talk and then ... she'd open the Quidditch magazine that was waiting for her inside her purse. Mmhmm.

09-12-2009, 10:16 PM	#293 (permalink)
Angie DoM Veela Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Themyscira Posts: 37,610 Hogwarts RPG Name: Nerissa M. Tate Sixth Year x8	Wowza! Quote: Originally Posted by Ama Her feet carried her down the aisle as her hazel eyes peeked through squared compartment windows. Surely, there had to be an empty one; or at least one where the people inside weren't completely undesirable company. Luck graced her at last and Daphne Hopton slid the compartment door open easily. Stepping inside, she closed the door behind her and promptly took a seat only after having peeled off her handbag over her shoulder. Some things just couldn't be left inside a trunk to be tossed and turned around until they arrived at Hogwarts. Some things were just too fragile. Like her hand mirror and such. After wandering around the middle of the train for ages (more like a few minutes, but that's not how she saw it), looking for a compartment, and having growled at a few first years who seemed keen on talking to her, the seventh year had ended up strolling down the back of the train, and opening the door of the first compartment that caught her attention. Oh, Pants Girl Hopton. Well, other than chasing pants all around the school with the child that Plymouth Morgan was, she was not entirely bad. Hmmmm. "Daphne Hopton," Mused the brunette with a nod at the girl, before taking seat opposite the blonde, and, of course, without asking the girl if she minded her company or not. She was sitting anyway. "I take you had an enjoyable summer?" Small talk and then ... she'd open the Quidditch magazine that was waiting for her inside her purse. Mmhmm. __________________