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Post by Theodore Nott on Feb 27, 2010 22:49:40 GMT -6
Theo looked over and saw them as well. He put his arm around Lydia and guided them in the the opposite direction towards the castle. "We just have to give them a bit of room. Don't worry."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Feb 27, 2010 22:50:53 GMT -6
She blushed a bit and nodded. "Yeah. Just seeing them is creepy." She smiled. "Thank you."
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Post by Theodore Nott on Feb 27, 2010 22:53:58 GMT -6
"It's not a problem. We should make our way back to the castle anyhow," he said as they made their way to the doors. "Draco, took my joke rather well, but he would be more than happy to find us out late."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Feb 27, 2010 22:56:21 GMT -6
She nodded and smiled. "Too bad. We'll have to try to go earlier sometime." She looked back to the castle. "It's really nice at night."
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Post by Theodore Nott on Feb 27, 2010 22:58:11 GMT -6
Theo leaned down. "Maybe sometime we can sneak up to the Astronomy Tower." He walked them through the doors and into the castle. Quickly they made their way to the common room.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Feb 27, 2010 22:59:26 GMT -6
She smiled and nodded. "It would be lovely." She hurried close to his side, not wanting to be caught.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 28, 2010 14:23:59 GMT -6
Blake wandered down to the lake, wary of the Dementors. He sat at the edge, marveling at the vast size and rippling waters. This would be a lovely place to come and relax at when it's warmer..
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 28, 2010 14:30:46 GMT -6
Shivering, he felt the cold permeate through his clothes. So with a practiced hand, he conjured a large blanket of warm, black fur and happily wrapped himself within it. He thought about home, his parents, the past, the present. The waters rippled still, and helped soothed his aching and steadily growing homesickness though his face was happy and content.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 28, 2010 16:16:01 GMT -6
Blake stood and shrunk the blanket, having grown fond of it the little time he had spent with it. He left the lake and continued his exploration of the grounds.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 28, 2010 20:28:00 GMT -6
He couldn't resist returning to the lake, the allure of the waters calling to him. He pulled out a pad and placed pristine sheet of parchment over it, dipping his quill and beginning to write to home.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 28, 2010 20:55:54 GMT -6
Blake set aside his three filled parchments and took out the shrunken blanket in his pocket. He enlarged it and wrapped it around himself, getting back into the position he had been in to write more.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Feb 28, 2010 21:56:39 GMT -6
Thirteen. Thirteen was the number of parchments Blake had managed to fill in his time by the lake. He was so at ease that the words just flew from the tip of his quill. He hadn't stopped to think, to rephrase or to cross anything out. He just wrote.
Looking at the dark sky, Blake gathered his papers and put his ink and quill away, shrinking the blanket and gently placing it in his bag. His lit wand before him, Blake led himself back to the castle with the loose sheets in his wandless hand and his bag slung over his head again.
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Post by cannonsandroses on Mar 1, 2010 7:01:13 GMT -6
Isabella wondered over, then looked to see where her random thoughts had brought her to. The lake. Isabella took off her heavy coat, and conjured her swimming costume before she leaped into the lake, her brown hair were no longer in a loose ponytail as it flowed freely in the lake. Sighing, she mentally marked her start and end points of the lake, then began her twenty laps, with a quick glance at the shore.
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Post by coffeecakes on Mar 1, 2010 8:27:33 GMT -6
Devon walked by the lake, as he breathe in the cool air with Amber as he thought about the calm waves.
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Post by amberlh6 on Mar 1, 2010 8:28:49 GMT -6
Amber walked with Devon and looked around at the damp ground.
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