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Post by Jake Crawley on Jun 26, 2010 0:08:32 GMT -6
"Thanks, the sentiment is there." Jake eyed the mint wearily. "I think I'll pass, thanks. I saw your handy work when Ron sprouted one. I must admit it's bloody brilliant," Jake said as he wrote a note back.
"Oi, Thalia, take a card and a the note back to Nyssa please," he said handing the fairy the note. She stuck her tongue out at him and left.
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Post by Fred Weasley on Jun 26, 2010 0:08:48 GMT -6
Fred bolted into the dormitory. "Blimey that was close, eh, George? Well, she's gone now, so we're all clear," he said with a sigh. "Hey, Jake," he added as he noticed their fellow Gryffindor.
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Post by George Weasley on Jun 26, 2010 0:14:16 GMT -6
George sighed in relief. "Well, guess she's forgotten about you then, eh mate?" he remarked to Jake. George unwrapped the mint and popped it into his mouth, "Suit yourself, then." Noticing Jake's expression, he added, "They're harmless you know." Just then a toothbrush mustache sprouted on George's face. He scoweled, "Oh, I don't like this one. If you excuse me, I think I'll go shave." With that he turned and went to the washroom.
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Post by Jake Crawley on Jun 26, 2010 0:18:32 GMT -6
"Hey there..." Jake looked between the two thinking. "Fred?" He watched George pop the mint and grow a mustache, chuckling. "Alright, I think it looked smashing though."
Once more Thalia flew in. Jake wrote a reply to the note and Thalia flew back out. "I think I'm going to head to bed. You both have a good night and thanks for the distraction with McGonagall."
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Post by Fred Weasley on Jun 26, 2010 0:20:26 GMT -6
Fred laughed, "Any benefits you may have extracted were unintended, but we're glad we could help." He yawned, "Yeah, I think I'll turn in too."
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Post by George Weasley on Jun 26, 2010 0:22:16 GMT -6
George emerged from the washroom, having made quick work of the tiny patch of hair he'd sprouted. "Well, good work, team, but I think I'm heading to bed," he said as he climbed into his four-poster. "Night Fred, Jake," he said as he pulled the covers over himself.
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Post by Jake Crawley on Jun 26, 2010 0:22:40 GMT -6
Jake yawned, nodding. He got into bed and closed the curtains, falling asleep hugging his pillow minutes later.
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Post by Fred Weasley on Jun 26, 2010 0:24:29 GMT -6
Fred grunted in reply to his brother as he changed into his pajamas in the dark. He put his things into his trunk and quickly climbed into bed, where he soon drifted into a gentle slumber.
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Post by Ron Weasley on Jun 27, 2010 7:53:29 GMT -6
Ron woke up and glanced at the clock to see that it was almost seven. He yawned and stretched himself. It was a Sunday,after all. For quite some time,he admitted that he hadn't had been waking up late on a weekend. He climbed down from bed and grabbed a pair of jeans and a casual t-shirt and head off to shower.
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Post by Ron Weasley on Jun 27, 2010 8:06:47 GMT -6
Ron came back to the dorm freshly showered and dressed. He spun himself round as he looked at his reflection on the mirror and before checking that his wand was safely in his pockets,he made his way down to the common room and out of the Great Hall.
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Post by Ron Weasley on Jul 1, 2010 6:32:42 GMT -6
Ron was freshly showered and revitalized himself. He puts on his shoes and rummaged into his bag to check that his books were there for his classes today. After making sure that everything was in place,he slings his bag over his shoulder and left to head to the Great Hall.
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Post by Jake Crawley on Jul 5, 2010 23:41:06 GMT -6
Jake went up to bed pulling off his shirts and not bothering to change the rest as he fell onto his bed. He fell asleep not too long after, holding his pillow to him.
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Post by Jake Crawley on Jul 10, 2010 2:33:34 GMT -6
Jake lay away staring at the ceiling. He had been so busy lately and hardly had any time to do anything else. He thought about how he missed Nyssa and sleep as he just laid there looking up from his bed.
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Post by Fred Weasley on Jul 31, 2010 0:53:15 GMT -6
Fred sat up, cold sweat dripping from his face. He wiped his forehead and collected his thoughts. Looking around at the other Gryffindors who were sleeping he laid his head back upon the pillow, glad it had only been a dream. Oddly, before drifting back to sleep, he got exited about breakfast. He smiled and sank back into the embrace of slumber.
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"You are looking for happiness in all the wrong places; happiness comes from within."