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Gregory the Smarmy
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For Tali aka Abigail ;) Well, this was interesting, Altair thought as he came across a statue he'd never seen before. Actually there were a lot of things he hadn't seen before, so this was just something he could scratch off his list. That is, if he had a list. Well, the bloke looked interesting and must've done something of great importance to be made a statue. "I doubt I'll ever be worthy of a statue," he mumbled to himself. Altair took a moment to take out his wand. It was such a strange feeling. He hadn't really looked at it since he got it at Olivander's. It was the first time he had showed any sign of magic, which terrified him at the same time. He just didn't like the idea of having that much power. Magic could be evil or good. "Well, obviously you chose the latter if they made a statue out of you." Altair shrugged. He probably looked odd there, talking to a statue. |
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The second year's bouncy curls bounced about as she bopped her head to no actual audible music, but it was there in her head and it was a song she loved, a song she really loved no matter how old it got. Swiiiiish. She slided randomly as she continued to walk with her head bopping. SHE HIT THE FLOOR SHE HIT THE FLOOR NEXT THING YOU KNOW ..AWKWARD BOY TALKING TO THE STONE, STONE,STONE...STONE. Giggle snort. "Well you seem to be good mates with Gregory." Yes she actually took the time to remember the statues name. |
Bay was walking along the fifth floor when he stopped to wait for Christmas at this Statue.. this is where they were supposed to meet right! Bay had been so busy with school work and even though they were in the same house he felt like he hasn't seen her in ages… he missed his Christmas. Looking up at the Statue he said "Wow this things is just a tad creepy" saying to no one but himself. |
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placing her down gently he took a piece of her hair and twirled it in his own fingers.. "Classes are crazy!!!! Maybe when the summer comes either I can come visit you or you can visit me??" he knew it was too early for him to plan ahead but right now he just wanted to spend as much time together as possible. Taking her hand he stared at the statue.. "is it me or is this thing kind of creepy?" he asked her. |
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"yeah… i get it but it still kind of scares me.." Bay turned his head away so he didn't have to look at it. "so what did you do today..?" asking her and swinging her hand in his. |
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"Yeah i've been studying a lot too, got my OWL's… and if I can ever help you study for your NEWT's I'm just the man for the job" he pointed to himself… he hoped he could help.. |
Okay, why was this thing so creepy? Lux had been making her way down the fifth floor corridor, when suddenly she spotted a weird looking statue that she knew had once concealed a secret passageway. Curious, she started inspecting the statue to see if there was any way that she could get a glimpse of the old tunnel that was now caved in. It would be a lot easier if the thing didn't give her the heebie-jeebies. |
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Lux put her hand to her head. This was not going well at all. "You told me you lost your hairbrush." It had happened only a few minutes before! "You asked me if I had seen it." Praying to Merlin that she would remember all this with some prompting. Goodness, she was not accusing Laura of stealing anything from her! Her brush was not even missing; it was in her dorm room... which gave her a sudden thought. "Are you sure your brush isn't in your dormitory?" |
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Laura looked around to see who was near. "DO I HAVE TOO." Laura pouted it was very hard walking this castle you know. "Can't you carry me down to the common room." Laura thought that was a great idea. "Be good for your muscles you know." |
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