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[Oct. 26th, 2010|10:59 pm] |
WHO: Susan Bones & Ernie Macmillan.
WHAT: A rather tense moment in their friendship.
WHERE: The Apothecary Greenhouse.
WHEN: Close to closing time.
RATING/STATUS: PG - I can't picture it going up much higher than that. / Open to Ernie Macmillan.
( Luckily, Tuesdays were always slow on orders... ) |
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[Oct. 19th, 2010|09:59 pm] |
Who: Marcus Flint and Susan Bones
When: Backdated to Thursdaaay evening
Where: Rules and then.. ?
What: A date for her birthday!
Rating: TBD
Open/Closed: OPEN- To Susan Bones
( He really shouldn't be nervous anymore, should he? ) |
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[Aug. 24th, 2010|03:15 pm] |
Who: Zacharias, Eloise, Megan, Ernie, Susan, Hannah, Wayne, Justin
When: August 24th. Evening.
Where: Zacharias's flat.
What: Nostalgia! Drinks, food, old embarassing photographs, conversation.
Rating: PG for swears, to be safe?
Status: Incomplete/Closed to those people above!
( Puffs know how to party ) |
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[Apr. 7th, 2010|11:58 pm] |
Who: Eloise Midgen and Susan Bones
What: Susan is recruiting for the DA, and needs to check Eloise's allegiances.
Where: Hufflepuff girls' dormitories
When: Late in the evening
Rating: Low
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[Sep. 25th, 2009|09:40 pm] |
Who: Ernie Macmillan and Susan Bones and OPEN(-ish)
When: Friday Evening, 7:30-ish
Where: Hufflepuff Common Room
What: Ernie is stressed and needs to spend time talking to his friends. So they do.
Rating: G, maybe up to PG-13 if there is greater annoyance?
Open/Closed: OPEN to Hufflepuffs
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[Aug. 31st, 2009|07:15 pm] |
Who: The D.A.
When: Monday; 11am-ish
Where: Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes - Backroom
What: D.A. Meeting
Rating: TBD, prolly no more than PG
Open/Closed: Closed to D.A. members
Neville was beyond nervous. Take a regular young Gryffindor and shove him into some semblance of leadership, and he ought to shine. That didn't excuse his overly dry mouth, his sweaty palms (which he continuously rubbed against the sides of his trousers), and his inability to settle his voice into anything other than a squeak--
He took to arranging and rearranging the crates, taking full advantage of his coming of age to Accio the heavy boxes this way and that. And he tried to recall how many of them there used to be in the Room of Requirement to help in setting out enough crates for everyone to sit upon. It was probably too much to hope for for Harry to make an appearance, considering. He slipped a hand into his trouser pocket, idly fingering the fake galleon once used to call everyone to meetings, wondering if anyone else still had theirs, wondering if they still worked when people were miles and miles apart.
He ought to have asked Hermione about it. He ought to have asked Hermione a great number of things, but they all seemed less important than the news he had to share with the rest of the D.A. Here's hoping they'd all show up. |
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