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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 17, 2010 19:46:31 GMT -6
Griffin's heart skipped a beat when he heard Neko. He smiled. "I... I love you too Neko," he said.
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Post by Neko Wormwood on Feb 17, 2010 20:03:29 GMT -6
Neko smiled and felt her face turn red. "We should probably go back to the common room now." She said, remembering where they were.
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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 17, 2010 20:07:08 GMT -6
Griffin looked at Neko blushing. "Yes, we probably should." He sat up, opened the curtains, sat the trunk on the floor and walked hand in hand with Neko back to the common room.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 18, 2010 2:50:05 GMT -6
Draco entered the dorms grateful to be getting to bed when the sight of his trunk triggered his thoughts. He rustled about for parchment and his quill to make the notice he forgot about, leaving the dorms to post it onto the wall.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 18, 2010 2:53:06 GMT -6
Draco returned and now followed his nightly routine, curled on his bed hidden behind curtains charmed shut. As he drifted away, he made a mental list of the things he needed to do tomorrow, like reply to his parents.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 18, 2010 14:19:10 GMT -6
Draco awoke and followed his usual routine, deciding to write his reply to his parents and make them aware of his meeting with Gavin Dean. With a letter in hand, he exited to the commons.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 18, 2010 19:51:44 GMT -6
Draco set his robes on his bed, sighing. He had mailed his letter and was sure to get a reply by tomorrow morning, no later. Opening his trunk, he selected a few articles of clothing to change into: a black dress shirt, well fitted dress pants, his dragon-hide boots, and long robe like coat embellished in a tasteful amount of well fabricated black and silver faux fur. He left the dorms for the train, not having to assist the students to the small village this time around.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 19, 2010 11:30:36 GMT -6
Draco stirred from his sleep, opening his eyes and taking in his surroundings. Last night was lovely... Draco thought to himself offhandedly. He awoke to silence. Draco got up and stretched, following his routine and heading to the commons.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 20, 2010 3:57:21 GMT -6
Draco stumbled in and laughed to no one, laughed about nothing as he fell onto his bed. He felt so... not physically present. Without wanting to, he fell asleep.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Feb 20, 2010 11:20:20 GMT -6
Draco got up from the bed, followed routine as he was always a man of habit when it came to the essential, and left for the Great Hall.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 20, 2010 13:57:24 GMT -6
Blake found his bed was the last one and he quite contently fished his black trunk from the depths of his coat pocket and enlarged it with the flick of his ebony wand next to his bed. He found his trunk quite practical, in that it carried his things but could also be used as a stepping stone to get onto his bed. Blake kneeled at the trunk and undid the silver Cerberus clasp, gently opening the lid. He decided a shower and a spot of breakfast was in order.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 20, 2010 14:10:30 GMT -6
Blake returned and ran a hand through his combed and dried hair, releasing the scent of strawberries and citrus. He loved how fruit smelled. Tucking his wand into his wand holster, he left the dorms with a bright smile.
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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 20, 2010 21:44:09 GMT -6
Griffin lead Neko to his bed and closed the curtain and repeated the same spell that he had last time they talked on top of his bed. "There we go, away from that ruckus," he said smiling at Neko.
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Post by Neko Wormwood on Feb 20, 2010 21:45:58 GMT -6
Neko smiled. "They did seem happy to see eachother. Draco has been so serious lately, it's nice to see him in a good mood."
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Post by Griffin Black on Feb 20, 2010 21:48:51 GMT -6
Griffin nodded. "Yes, I wonder if things will be normal now. Or at least as normal as they can get," he said laying out on his bed, looking up at the ceiling.
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"My body may be weak, but don't take me lightly. I am a Pureblood Slytherin and the daughter of a Deatheater."
"You’ll soon find out that some wizarding families are much better than others. You don’t want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."