pl_ghost (pl_ghost) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2015-11-19 20:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1998 november, george weasley |
Who: George Weasley [Grab Me!] and the friendly neighborhood ghost
What: Er, meeting?
Where: Gryffindor Dorms
When: Late Thursday night
He found himself continually pulled here. Hogwarts always seemed to be high in emotions, but it seemed stronger here...At least, that was the only explanation for why he kept coming back to the tower.
Still, no one was awake now, so he should have able to wander the castle, but yet, here he was. Again.
He looked at the bed that he was closest too, and felt that he would have sighed, if he was stronger. If he could do anything besides hover and sometimes move the general way he wanted to. As it was, his misty shape just rippled slightly.