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Post by Ron Weasley on Apr 8, 2010 9:01:34 GMT -6
Ron nodded and then said,"It's been fine. It's the first time I woke up a bit late. Usually I am up even before breakfast." He laughed. "Anything interesting so far?"
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Post by Amber Smith on Apr 8, 2010 9:02:03 GMT -6
Amber shook her head "Not a thing"
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Post by Ron Weasley on Apr 8, 2010 9:03:48 GMT -6
"Yeah. Me neither. Everything's so dull these days,eh?" Ron sighs.
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Post by Amber Smith on Apr 8, 2010 9:09:51 GMT -6
Amber nods and agrees "So what did you do while I was gone? Anything exciting then?" she laughs
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Post by Ron Weasley on Apr 8, 2010 9:11:14 GMT -6
Ron laughs. "No. Nothing exciting. I just waited for you to come back."
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Post by Amber Smith on Apr 8, 2010 9:13:22 GMT -6
Amber laughs "Nothing?" she looks at her watch "I need to get ready for Potions" she grabs her bag "What is your next class?" she asks standing up
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Post by Ron Weasley on Apr 8, 2010 9:15:13 GMT -6
"Yes,absolutely nothing at all. Just lazing around." Ron stood up too. "Charms. Do you want me to walk you to the common room?"
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Post by Amber Smith on Apr 8, 2010 9:17:36 GMT -6
Amber shakes her head "Thanks but I actually need to go a few places before going to the commons. Bye!" she calls walking out of the great hall
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Post by Ron Weasley on Apr 8, 2010 9:18:52 GMT -6
"Oh alright then." Ron waves to her as she walks out. "Bye. See you later!" Ron sighed. He see no point in sitting alone at the Slytherin table. He got up and left the great hall.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Apr 8, 2010 12:34:07 GMT -6
Blake entered the Great Hall with a hand on his stomach, starving-- it was almost as if his stomach was making up for the lack of hunger he had suffered for the past few days. Unceremoniously dumping his bag on the seat of the table, he took his own place next to it and laid a napkin on his lap. He worked on creating a plate to feed his needs, particularly the carnivorous side of him that had arisen, and wasted no time on diving in (with table manners).
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Post by Blake Deimos on Apr 8, 2010 12:40:05 GMT -6
Receiving an owl from Nyssa, Blake almost spit out his apple juice in a fluster. He finished what he could, dabbed his lips with the napkin from his lap, and skittered off to the Hospital Wing to see her.
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Post by Freya Coeus on Apr 8, 2010 13:46:04 GMT -6
Freya walked in as though there was a weight on her shoulder. She fingered the small box in her pocket reminding herself to go to the Owlery and send her father the package back soon.
She took a seat and grabbed some bread and coffee, dipping the bread into the coffee and munching on it slowly. Her mind was in a haze.
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Post by Freya Coeus on Apr 8, 2010 14:25:45 GMT -6
She daydreamed and realized she was late for class. Freya got up with a start and ran to make it before her teachers got too angry.
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Post by Alice Mahr on Apr 10, 2010 9:07:03 GMT -6
Alice sat down at the table and glanced around at the foot offered. "Couldn't they have come lean protein out? Or must everyone eat disgusting bangers and bacon and be fat..." Spotting hard boiled eggs she grabbed two and started deshelling them with a paper napkin.
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Post by Amber Smith on Apr 10, 2010 9:14:07 GMT -6
Amber walked into the great hall and took her usual seat at the Slyhterin table. She grabbed a piece of fruit and looked through the latest issue of the Daily Prophet while looking up occasionally to see if she saw anyone she knew.
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"You are looking for happiness in all the wrong places; happiness comes from within."
