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"Do you know why they didn't keep Wools Orphanage?", she asked curiously, as always. Ginny looked up at Court. "Lots of Slytherins seem to be good at that", she answered her, nodding. |
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Court shrugged. She honestly had no idea. "If I knew that I'd have tried to get it reopened. Ok I wouldn't but I honestly have no clue whu it was closed" she repled. She giggled. "Part of the trait" |
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Ginny gasped then looked up. "Maybe it's because of him. That's the only reason I can think of. It could bring back bad memories", she said to Courtney. Then she giggled with her. "Always", she added. |
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Court smirked. Maybe that was why. "Probably is" |
Ohmigod the tree was evil. Rose stood a good 10 metres away and GAWPED at it, flailing limbs and all. It was absolutely petrifying. Was it gonna attack her?! Uh-oh. She didn't want to be attacked by the tree; she was sure it would hurt. A lot. And it would be a really embarrassing way to die, you know? People would be like, oh, how did it happen? and then it'd be all 'she was attacked by a tree'. And that was just not cool. So, she stayed clear of all the evil branches and sat down underneath a smaller, safer looking tree. well, she hoped it was safe. It wasn't moving, afterall, so yeah. |
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She thought now it was time to change the topic. "By the way. Do you know that I'm leaving Hogwarts at the end of the term?", she asked her. |
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A distant figured walked the fairways near the great willow. Looking akin to a dark shadow, as night fell, black as velvet, only to be pierced by a few distant stars, flickering through the thick Isle fog. He gazed into the fog as it enveloped him, and he disappeared from the sight of his classmates, on a quest, a journey alone...into shadow. |
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joey waited for johnny she founs herself a boy to love.she took out her ipod and waited and listen to sum 41 she loved that band. |
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Hottie Champion ;) Aleksandra paused at the tree that swayed at its own free will. Slight amusement in her hazel eyes. With the many fire places in the castle, it seemed warmer to her than it did outside. So the young woman decided to take a stroll out on the grounds for a bit of cooler air. The only good that came of this stroll, so far, was that she got to wear her light blue sleeveless dress. Defiantly was a good thing she had packed for warmer weather. Tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, she tilted her head to the side and watched as the tree flicked away a bird that had flown to close. Wondering how it would react to a child... |
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Whoaaa. It was mind-bottling. Boggling? Bloggaling? Jogging? Eh. Fletcher was obviously not the intellectual type. He came to a halt just beyond the reach of the (currently) peacefully tree and stared up at it pensively. Tucking his hands in his pockets, Fletcher hmm'd to himself as noticed a pretty bit of blue fabric blowing in the wind. Slowly, he walked around the perimeter of the tree for a closer glance. "Sandra?" His surprise was just a little obvious, considering Fletcher had never seen her in really anything but thick Durmstrang robes and hoodies. "How are you?" Fletcher almost added something about her smokinnn appearance today but bit his tongue. He'd save that line for the next five minutes. |
Timothy stumbled out of the fog, he had taken a nice stroll through the growing darkness, and had returned in a rush. Perhaps scared, perhaps not. He walked by the large willow that seemed to be devouring a small bird. That brought a grin to Timothy's lips. A freakish smile stretching over his sallow face. He gathered his robes about him, and unsheathed his wand. In the field he began to practise the moves recently taught in the dark arts. Making sure not to let off a spell, in case a friend or enemy was destroyed by an errant accidental spell. The darkness continued to fall as he spun and fought through the thick fog, fighting invisible dragons, or perhaps his evil countrymen. |
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