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[20 Jan 2008|12:26am] |
WHO: Victoire, Teddy
WHERE: Teddy's Office
WHEN: Saturday Afternoon
WHAT: Victoire has questions about Teddy's journal.
Victoire skipped down the hallway to Teddy's office. She had heard that he was there, though it puzzled her as to why considering he had cancelled all homework. Then again, he was much more work-oriented than she was as a professor, so perhaps the students had had pop quizzes instead. Either way, she was determined to get him to come to London with her. And find out why he had been so mysterious on his journal.
With a fluttery knock on the office door, she called singsong, "Teddy! It's me, Victoire!"
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[20 Jan 2008|01:21am] |
WHO: Aubrey and Blair
WHAT: Meeting in the Kitchen
WHERE: The Kitchen!
WHEN: Saturday Night
Aubrey was down at the kitchen... again. He was really starting to get confused about the direction of his romantic life. Not that he minded having choices, but he was worried that he might get himself torn in two directions and he didn't know where to go.
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[20 Jan 2008|02:58am] |
Who: Ariel Windsor and Teddy Lupin
What: Ariel and a NPC friend sneak out for some drinks on a Friday night
Where: Hogsmeade, the Three Broomsticks
When: Friday, January 25th, some point at night
Rating: PG
Ariel and a friend had snuck out of the castle, having heard about some of the unsecured exits into Hogsmeade. At this rate, they made a regular habit out of sneaking out on weekends for drinks at Hogsmeade - it was much more fun to have older wizards buying drinks for them. They hadn't been caught yet, so they assumed they could continue the habit.
The two sat at stools near the bar - Ariel was sipping on a concoction that she was pretty sure contained more firewhiskey than was advertised. They scoped the bar for any cute, younger wizards that entered the room. After all, even if they were still in school, they were technically of age, so anything that could happen (including the drinking) was entirely legal.
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[20 Jan 2008|08:12am] |
Who: Fletcher and any Hufflepuffs (even more than one if you wish)
What: Sleeping, waking, and being embarrassed
Where: Hufflepuff Common Room
When: Sunday morning
Rating: PG-13 for language and boners
Fletcher didn't exactly know how it had happened...oh wait- nevermind- he did. He had been working on a particularly boring essay on Bowtruckles when he had just...passed out. The fire had been warm and enticing, and the plump couch he was laying on was practically a sleep-sentence. Next thing anyone knew, it was broad daylight in the Common Room, and there Fletcher Crowe was, very much in slumber land, drooling on one of the throw-pillows, and displaying a large, erect piece of wood in his trousers.
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[20 Jan 2008|01:34pm] |
Who: Victoire and Lucy
Where: Hufflepuff Common Room
When: Sunday Afternoon
What: Victoire suspects something is going on with Lucy.
Victoire had a knot in her stomach. Something had told her that there was a problem with Lucy back when she recieved that cryptive note on her journal. Now she had noticed that, for a week, the girl wasn't attending classes, was scarce at meals, and even her friends had no idea what was going on.
Victoire knew she was a professor, and perhaps that was the excuse used to seek her out. However, she was first and foremost a female and girls didn't let other girls go through hell over a guy, which is what she suspected this was all about.
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[20 Jan 2008|02:41pm] |
Who: Lisa and OTA
Where: Grounds
When: Sunday morning
Rating: TBA
Though it was on the chilly side that morning, Lisa had dragged herself out of bed anyway. She slipped into her trainers, pulled her hair back, and headed out for a run around the grounds of the school. Running always helped her clear her head. She focused only on putting one foot in front of the other, getting from point A to point B. After her recent talk with Fletcher followed closely by another probing letter from her mother, Lisa was eager to forget the entire embarrassing ordeal altogether.
Taking in a deep breath, her pace changed from a walk into a jog, then into a steady-paced run. It wasn't too long, however, before the steady 1-2 beat of her footsteps was interlaced with the rhythm of another. Someone else following her example? Or perhaps simply someone taking a nice morning walk? Someone trying to get away from the chatter of their fellow students? Far too curious a girl not to look, Lisa cast a not so covert look over her shoulder to see who was behind her.
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