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Post by michael on Sept 13, 2006 16:46:32 GMT -5
Michael walked slowly into the boys dorm. He had never been to a wizarding school before and the idea of it left him a little...worrisome. He wasn't sure how all of this was to pan out. How would the people be here? Would he make any frineds?
Michael wasn't too sure if he wanted to find out the answer to his questions.
Slowly he continued to make his way to his bed, sitting down. He would just stay here until morning. No need to talk to anyone as of yet was there??
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Post by ienzo6 on Sept 13, 2006 21:28:48 GMT -5
Perhaps there wasn't any need to talk to anyone as of yet for Michael, but that wouldn't be any fun for anyone, now would it? It may have been winter break, and there may have been less people everywhere in the school than was normal, but in this place, one could keep to themselves for too long. So let's get someone in here, shall we?
Pat entered the boys' dorm, snow mingled in with his silver hair, a winter cloak and scarf on over a sweater and a thick pair of jeans. Obviously, he had just been outside in the frost and ice covering the grounds outside. Nothing in particular, mostly a random assortment of things. Exercising his owl, Avis, snow angels were always timeless, and pick-up snowball fights were pretty hard not to join in.
Upon entering the dorm room however, Pat's eyes came across an addition to the room that had not been there before. A young boy, sitting on one of the beds. He must be a new student, for Pat had never seen him before now, and it was clear enough that the boy was a Huffle, him being within a Huffle dorm after all.
"A new guy, eh?" Pat voiced, walking farther into the dorm room now, letting the door close behind him. The boy must have only been a first year, second at the very most. And almost definitely a new transfer, by the look on his face; he seemed a little worried, not like someone who had been here several months. Although, Pat himself had remained quite shy for quite a bit of his first two years at Hogwarts, not talking to many people. Perhaps this boy was like that? Or was he more forthcoming than Pat had been?
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Post by Krissy Fleming on Sept 15, 2006 20:26:44 GMT -5
Krissy burst into the boys dorm. With the thoughts that it was infact the winter break and there wasn't as many boys around as usual she didn't see any problem in going into the boys dorms, not that she did normally anyway. She didn't mind at all wandering around the boys dorm. If the boys saw her. So what.
She was in an extremely happy and bouncy mood today. She had just recieved an owl from her bestie back home who had alerted her of the fact that she ahd some cool stuff to send Krissy and that she'd be getting it all for christmas. Krissy's bestie was prone to sending random items like muggle shopping trolleys and different sorts of rockets and fireworks, both muggle and magical. It seemed that her bestie had returned home for the holidays too. Her bestie went to an Australian magic school.
But it was this letter that made her come bouncing up the stairs and into the dorms. She had searched the common room and seend not hair nor hide of Pat and wanted to tell him all about the things her bestie was sending, having not found him her guess had been that he had been up here. As she bounced into the room her eyes fell upon Pat at once. "Pat pat pat pat pat pat at pat pat!" she exclaimed excitedly and very very fast.
She took a few more bouncy steps into the room before her eyes fell upon the other presence in the room. A young boy. She hadn't seen him around before. Krissy stopped in her tracks and turned towards him. "Heya!" she exclaimed happily. "I'm Krissy, whats your name?" Yeah for a 6th year, she seemed pretty immature, but that didn't worry her.
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