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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2012 6:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2012 6:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2012 8:47 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2012 9:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2012 9:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2012 10:15 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2012 11:36 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 3:48 pm
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Sparkly Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 5:37 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 5:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 6:09 pm
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Sparrow would look this way and that, sunset gold hair floating lazily in the turns. She chewed her lip, decisions- decisions. It wasn't honestly too hard to find a spot to sit- not making eye contact with anyone was far harder. It wasn't that she didn't wish to speak with anyone, but it was all a bit overwhelming wasn't it? She wasn't going to cry about it, she was happy and excited, but it was so different from the quiet of living in the middle of no where with barely another soul around.
Sparrow simply bowed her head, staring at the table, folding her hands on her lap and waited. Peering up from time to time through long bangs, only wishing to look without being looked at. Soon enough they'd eat, go to their rooms and then she could see Kenda again. Kenda must be agitated by now, Sparrow hoped the half- kneazle hadn't taken it out on her books or clothing. Oh nevermind that for now. She couldn't wait to tell her Aunt Julia what house she'd been sorted into. Sparrow was certain her Aunt would be proud no matter which house she was in- she hoped her parents, if they knew, would feel the same.
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 7:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 9:24 pm
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Adalaide BlytheHufflepuff // First Year // Hufflepuff Table // WearingCURRENTLY WITH // Edward and other HufflepuffsCURRENTLY FEELING // Nervous and lonelyCURRENTLY THINKING // 'Great, now I look like a weirdo'═════════════════════════════════
Adalaide grimaced at the boy's comment about her smile, and she blushed. "I'm uh... I'm really sorry, I'm just... uh, I'm a little... um... I'm uh... really... distracted..." She trailed off a little, frowning as she turned from the Slytherin table to Edward. She looked at him, blinking a little, her blush deepening. What was she looking at? Oh, only her one and only friend, the only person she had in the entire school, sitting there and talking to the boy who'd made her life a living hell and made her into a basket case. Honestly, she was terrified that the two of them would find something to bond over, that Michelle would decide she liked Damien. It was irrational, she knew, but she couldn't help it. She sighed a little. "I'm uh... I was watching... uh... the, um, the boggart. At the Slytherin table." That was plausible enough. She'd seen the boggart, of course, that would have been hard to miss. But, so long as it was over there, she wasn't worried about it. Plus, one of the teachers seemed to be handling it.
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(( OOC: ))...
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 10:06 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 09, 2012 10:22 pm
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