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11 July, 2008  21:43
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Who: Beatrix Rackharrow.
Where: The Owlery, Slytherin dorms.
When: The morning of September 11, 1997.
Rating: G.
Status: Finished.
Summary: The real reason Beatrix needed Daphne to use her Superpowers to get her excused from Charms. Excused or otherwise, she skipped out and made other plans.
( Fine. D says cat. Miss you. )
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08 July, 2008 10:47
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Who: Stephen Cornfoot & Padma Patil
Where: History of Magic classroom, then hallway!
When: Monday afternoon, directly following HoM.
Rating: Oh. G. They are super tame.
Status: Complete
( Merlin's trousers, y-you scared the pants -- off me. )
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| Book 'Em, Cook 'Em- NOW! |
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05 July, 2008 17:52
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Who: Colin Creevey, nameless MLE and Ministry Personnel (NPCs), open to Jack Sloper and all other Gryffindors.
What: Colin is taken away from Platform 9 3/4 and is interrogated.
When: (Backdate) September 1st, 1997; Afternoon to Late Night.
Where: Unknown (presumably a Ministry hold.); Gryffindor Common Room.
Status: Open.
Summary: Colin undergoes interrogation and humiliation by Magical Law Enforcement acting on the new Muggleborn Registration Act. Nearly taken away to Azkaban, something keeps Colin back and he's seen sliding into his bunk that night.
( Do I get one free Owl? )
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03 July, 2008 8:12
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Who: Colin Creevey and Audrey Nutcombe. (Dennis briefly mentioned).
What: Preparing to board the train, issues take place.
When: Morning of September 1, 1997.
Where: Platform 9 3/4.
Status: Open.
He hadn't pulled it from his pocket until they were clear of the Muggles, unlike the previous year. But now, as Colin perched against the train of Platform 9 3/4 just praying for breathing room, his music sphere hovered relatively serenely above his head. From it came what looked to be headphones, except they were on a second glance made from ethereal strands that arced like a tiny conduit against Colin's ear.
"They're letting us board!" Dennis squeaked excitedly, manically pointing and jumping to be above the heads of students well taller than himself. As excited, Colin's hand wrapped around the quintessential 'headphones' and tugged. They evaporated in a puff and the glittering sphere stopped its faint glow. Double-taking, Colin's own face blossomed into that impossible wonder and joy that just defined the two brothers.
"Brilliant," Colin chuckled, shouldering his bag. He began his shuffle into the lines to board the train, immediately shoved by a couple of larger Slytherin boys who- quite sadly- looked to be younger than him. But it rolled entirely off of Colin's back. He redoubled himself, notched his backpack into the groove of his shoulder and neck and prepared to get on. Skittering about, attendants and House Elves were already apparating the students' luggage aboard, which naturally perked Colin's curiosity. Did they apparate it onto the train, or just all the way to Hogwarts? Where did it all go?
Colin took a half step towards the area, briefly forgetting himself and his place. He bumped shoulders with someone and looked up with a wide-smile apologetic look. "Sorry about that." He said, looking to their face.
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