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Post by jemma on Jan 12, 2010 21:50:17 GMT -5
Jemma just finished her late breakfast, she was sleeping in instead of doing homework like she promised to herself last night. No matter what, she would never give sleep up for anything even grade was in crisis. She was twirling her hair with her pinkie as she fast walked to her dorm to gather the stuff she didn't think to bring with her earlier to save herself time. She was wearing a Hufflepuff badge with sweater and skirt, she didn't bother to comb her hair, so her hair was bouncing in messy red hair.
Jemma gasped, remembering she did something horrible. She forgot her wand, she left it on the bed. How could she do it? Jemma forgot most important thing in her life and yet she dared to leave it? What if she ran into some dweeb and Jemma needed to fight for her life? Jemma shook her head, remembering to not allow her imaginaries run away anymore. "Stop it, nothing will happen in the castle. All is well," she nodded, telling herself like she was maniac. She stopped climbing upstairs, turned around to the portrait who stared straight at her. "Huh?" Jemma questioned the lady in the painting.
"You talk to yourself and I consider you as a bloody maniac girl," the lady said in high pitch, looking away with snob attitude. Jemma stared at the painting, really didn't care what lady think. "Good for you," she mumbled, continuing on her way to her dorm. [/blockquote] |
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Post by gracieharrison on Jan 12, 2010 22:09:16 GMT -5
Rachel jogged along the hallways of Hogwarts, her brown-ish blonde hair practically flying behind her as her curls were kept in tact. Most of the time she hated her hair, but it was alright for today, a lazy day. Her wand was tucked away in its respective pocket as she ran. It was too cold for her to run outside so she decided to run around inside, ignoring all the paintings commenting on her weird ritual. Most of them had gotten over the fact that she was who she was and she was great friends with them, which came in handy when she got locked out in the middle of the night. Rachel stopped for a minute around the Hufflepuff dorms, stretching and fixing her shorts. The girl blew her bangs out of her face and looked around, wondering if anyone else was out at the moment.
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Post by jemma on Jan 13, 2010 23:42:46 GMT -5
Before Jemma jumped in her common room, she turned around and saw this girl definitely not from her house but she seemed so familiar. She quickly forgot her class was due very soon, she tucked her red hair behind her ear and said, "Have I seen you around before?" Jemma walked approaching the girl, smiled nervously. She was usual very nervous when she approach new people; she grew up without a family. It was hard to trust a new friend or let love in. She looked down at her shoes, trying to not allow awkward silence sneaks in. |
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Post by gracieharrison on Jan 14, 2010 5:51:55 GMT -5
Rachel smiled slightly at the question. She hadn't really paid attention to any of the Hufflepuffs except for her sister, Emily, but she was only a fourth year. The girl shrugged at the redhead in response and tucked a stray strand of hair out of her face and behind her ear. Her dark eyes focused on the girl before her. "Maybe, I'm not too sure."
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