Oriel Summerby (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} isign) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wished,@ 2010-09-07 22:39:00 |
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When: September 7th. Evening.
Where: Rose's place.
What: Sleepover.
Rating: Low.
Status: Closed/Incomplete.
Oriel looked down with a pleased smile on his face as he nudged aside the article he was working on for the Quibbler. It was almost done. Tomorrow he would finish it and revise it and then he could turn it in. But for tonight he was finished with work.
He went into his bedroom to throw a few things into his messanger bag, before tossing it over his shoulder. And then he did the rounds, to feed his small zoo - Ralph S. Mouse, his mouse and familiar. Ava and Icarus, his budgies. Fuzz, the Pygmy Puff. And he left some snacks of the windowsill for his owl, incase he was by.
Then he was off, wrapping a long yellow and black scarf around his neck to combat any chill that might be in the evening September air. Once outside, he drew out his wand and Apparated. His stomach spun and clenched and the world seemed dizzy-making for a moment until he appeared, at a quiet, clear place near where Rose lived. Oriel shook his head to get some equilibrium back, before he headed to the building.
When he reached the door where his friends lived, he curled his fingers up and knocked in what he hoped wasn't too light a manner, although he couldn't tell by the sound.