07-28-2010, 03:34 PM
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![Special Services to the School](/i/ranks/specialservices.gif) SS Featured AuthorTürk Bilgini Bugbear
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarani Glass Graduated x12
| Wifey<3 and Chris Swiss! :] ♥ Mrs. Itachi Uchiha™ & MAJNOO! : Bleach & Kyo & Natsume ♥ [ Maxh!Jesh ] Text Cut: Quotes! Quote:
Originally Posted by Squishy ♥ Smirking, he was happy that Gold had managed to get that he was only playing with her. It wouldn't have been nice if she hadn't. And a lot of people wouldn't have understood him. It showed how awesome Gold was. "You have to tell me how to do on them when you get your results." He nodded and didn't care that it would be a year from now that she would even be doing them. He wanted to know how well she would do, 'cause he knew it would be amazing. "I like you starting the week with me. That's how every week should start really." Quote:
Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01 Chris walked down the long aisle between the House tables, the Hufflepuff on his left and sighed slightly as he saw some people he knew. It wasn't that he didn't want to see them, its just he didn't want to see them in this situation. A few of them like Torin and himself would be leaving and then there was Gold, Lori and Sarah and the others that where lucky enough to spend another year in the Castle.
He would miss them all so much, but what about Gold? He would miss her emmensly! He walked over putting on the happiest smile he could and took a seat. "Hey everyone, how's it going? Welcome to my last supper, literally in this Castle." he said with a small sad face. Gold nodded. "Sure will, Mr. T."
Aww. "But Saturdays and Sundays are my free days," she pointed out. "That meaaaans -" Dun dun dun! "That the people I write to, on those two days, get longer letters than everyone else." Nah. She was joking. She would write as much as she had content, to put into words.
No more, no less.
Unless, of course, she had things to hide. Which she probably wouldn't. These were her closest friends she was thinking of, after all.
She looked up, when she heard a familiar voice. Chris. "You," she said, rising to her feet and grabbing him by the arm. "Be right back, Mr. T," she said, giving Torin a quick, one-armed hug before draaagingggg Chris off, to the edge of the table. Because there were a lot less people, there.
"I'll miss you," she said, reaching out to hug him. God. Xylon, Torin, Chris, Raven, Brody, the Lawsons, Professor Truebridge, Cela ... it looked like half of the population had decided - or had - to leave.
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