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Aviary and Lepidopterarium
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emjay! <3 One of the things Claudine had gotten used to was roaming the Grounds by herself. Don’t get her wrong, being alone was something she loved. That particular afternoon, she decided to take a break from and sketching, and basically everything else but homework, to make another trip to the Aviary and Lepidopterarium. It was no Rose Garden (which she really wished that Hogwarts had, by the way) but the little creatures there were interesting enough. Plus it was a good place to do homework. The only issue were the bird droppings but as she had mastered the Scouring Charm, Claudine had no issue at all to do a quick clean of the stone bench she had chosen for herself. Instead of retrieving her books from her bag to get started on that homework, though, the second year randomly stared at some of the flora before her. They were pretty but in that moment, Claudine wasn’t really seeing them. |
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Notebook in hand, he entered the glass-encased building and allowed his eyes a moment to take everything in. It really was beautiful in here, the plantlife as well as birdsong contributing to the peaceful environment. He soon noticed a smaller figure also present, whom he almost immediately recognized as Claudine Blaze, his distant cousin. Although his family was estranged from the Blazes, he knew who they were and by association, and her being in his house, knew who Claudine was. "Hello, Claudine," he greeted the second year politely, then turned his eyes upward, looking for a bird he could observe for now. |
SPOILER!!: Gunnar! <3 This Snakette was lost in her own world filled with… well, bits and pieces of everything that was happening in her life. They weren’t dramatic or frightening things but surely everyone had those days where some happenings weighed heavily on their minds. She was having one of those days. In front of others, she would usually present herself in a ‘cool, calm, judgy’ way but now that she was by herself, she abandoned that exterior. She visibly was startled when her name was called: the book on her lap slipped and fell on the ground with a thump! It was only Gunnar, her distant relative, fellow Snake, Head Boy and Mr. Always-In-Control. “Oh, hello, Gunnar.’’ Claudine bent over to retrieve her book. It was the Charms text but now she was looking at it with disgust. Why? For the book had landed open and faced down and the two pages were now smudged with bird poop. Yuck. Claudine's expression was now arranged in one of disgust. |
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