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Second Floor Corridor So many a door and so many a chore are found on this, the second floor. |
Was every corridor empty, Jezz thought to herself. It was like there was no one in this school. Or maybe they were all on the grounds. After all the weather would be changing soon so maybe they're all enjoying it's semi warmth while it lasted. Still, she wouldn't mind someone to talk to. |
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Logan had accidently ran into someone and had fallen knocked both of them on the ground. He sat up and rubbed his head and looked to see Jezz. "Jezz! I'm so so sorry about that!" he said, standing up and helping her up. "I wasn't looking where I was going there, I'm sorry!" he said. |
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She allowed him to help her up and once the were standing the right way she hugged him. "I feel like I haven't seen you in ages and we're in the same house. How is that even possible?" It was true. They hadn't spoken since the start of term feast which seemed like forever ago to her. |
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Christopher wandered down the hall, not really paying attention to where he was or why he was there. It wasn't that it mattered of course, he had nothing else to do... so rather than continuing to roam around like a lost child, he stopped in the corridor, leaning on the wall a bit further down than the restrooms. He was too preoccupied with worry to care about anything else. Now that Elektra was back, the subtle change that everyone had gone through suddenly was very prominent, and brought to everyone's attention. Not just physically, with height and age, but who they were. That much was quite clear. But after seeing Elektra and Selina nearly kill one another with death glares at the feast, he was confused to as how this had happened. How had they all changed and grown up so quickly? Hugging his books close to him, he sighed and closed his eyes, wondering how thing could ever go back to how they were supposed to be. |
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Her fingers fiddled with her red hair and she said slowly, "I erm.. go hit by Elektra...?" |
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"She told me you two had got into it, but I didn't think she'd actually bruised you...." he trailed off, now bent down, fully examining her face. "Has it been this bad all week?" He'd been studying for OWLs so much he'd barely talked to her, but they were both usually either too tired or in a rush to talk long or notice details about one another. |
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She shot him a shocked look, "You didn't notice? It's much better now than it was... It was awful." |
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Studying it closer, he murmured, "Oh my...." He stood up straighter, feeling very curious and very out of the loop. He was too busy with studying to get involved in their drama at this point, but apparently it had escalated by a lot. "What did you do to her!?" he spluttered, trying to figure out why Elektra would've done this. "Obviously something you did ticked her off..." He wasn't taking sides, as clearly the Snake was guilty of a nasty beat down, but he needed to hear the whole story before he could decide how he felt on the matter. |
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Then when he asked her what SHE did she got teary eyed. How dare he think that she did something! She took a step forward and said looking up in his face, "What did I do to her? How dare you! I tried to help her when she hurt her hand. So I tried to help and got hit. I only got hit trying to help her, not because of something I did. So go to hell you git." |
Adelinelooked at everything and she knew that she had never been here before. She hadn't been to many places at Hogwarts yet and it was so huge and different from her old school. She was glad that she was away from that school. She was her in a better place where she was making friends for the very first time in her whole eleven years of her life. |
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Adeline looked at the older girl. She really felt bad for snapping at her. It really wasn't her fault. It was all Alec's fault. Partly her mother's fault as well. She really didn't know the one persons fault was yet. She can't blame two people she has to blame one and only person. She still wasn't going to apologized to the girl. "I'm in Hufflepuff. I didn't want to be in the house but I have no choice really so I have to get used to it. Which I am so far." she told the girl. Her tone wasn't very nice because she was still trying to come to terms with the house she was sorted in. Then the girl spoke again and introduced herself. "Nice to meet you...I guess." she shrugged with a frown. "I'm Adeline Holiday." The American first year told her. |
Post #6 - Placing first vase Amelia was seriously worried about splashing water from her vase all over her front and the floor as she made her way up the stairs to the second floor. Though she supposed that either one of those options was still better than the one of her dropping the whole thing on the floor. She tried not to shudder at the thought of all that mess it would create. Maybe she'd get in trouble as well. Oh well. With her vase intact, she made her way down the corridor looking for a nice place to put her pretty flowers. She decided on a windowsill near the Arithmancy classroom. Professor Hadley might like seeing it, and of course the other students passing by as well. It would look even more brilliant in the sunlight as well. Walking over to the window, she carefully placed it on the sill making sure that there was enough room for it. When she was satisfied that it wouldn't fall off, she backed away and looked at it closely. It was very pretty. Smile on her face, she walked off. Time to get her second vase. |
Transfiguration Homework #5 Realizing that the sooner she acted, the sooner she could get this over with, Sierra dashed up a few floors, vase of flowers in hand. Although it would have just been oh so easy to walk up one floor and toss the flowers onto the kitchen level, Sierra just couldn't bare to decorate the home of the Puffers and the house elves. They could decorate themselves for all she cared. So she'd randomly ended up on the second floor corridor. She was in better spirits, because once she dumped her flowers off somewhere, she'd be done. How was the professor going to know she really did this anyway? Was she going to comb the castle and use detecting spells to figure out whose vase was whose? Probably so, so Sierra decided not to chance it. She did, however, find a food spot for her flowers. She placed them in the center of a windowsill then turned and headed off. |
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