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Wished RPG Mods (wishedmod) wrote in wished,
@ 2009-10-02 21:41:00

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!1997: 10, !incomplete, alfred cattermole, branwen dunstan, dean thomas, drew summers, eloise midgen, evie bagnold, mandy brocklehurst, megan jones, padma patil

Who: Any students eligible to go, also any Professors and Aurors can feel free to have been ordered to patrol to protect the kiddies on this day.
What: Hogsmeade Visit
Where: Hogsmeade
When: Saturday
Warnings: Varied!

The not so newly appointed Headmistress of Hogwarts checked the last name off on her parchment list and dropped her hands to her side, watching with a stern but mildly worried expression as the stragglers loped off in the direction of the Village.

"Is this a good idea?" She asked, not looking away from the quickly moving backs of the students and thus giving the professor standing beside her no indication that they were being spoken to directly. Nevertheless, Minerva had a way of speaking that meant whether the question were meant for you or no, you felt responsible for answering it.

"I did not foresee any dire events on this day, Headmistress...." Professor Trelawney intoned, her thick and dreamy voice somewhat questioning, not certain that the question had an answer at all, and certainly not sure that she had found it.

It did manage to snap the Headmistress out of whatever thoughts had kept her standing still, however. McGonagall's mouth drew into an even tighter, sterner line and she sent the quill and parchment flying back to her office and started, herself, down the road toward Hogsmeade Village. As she adjusted her large hat, words carried on the wind that might have sounded a bit like, "Of course you didn't, barmy bat."

Professor Trelawney, fortunately, did not hear.

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deanthomas
2009-10-20 06:57 pm UTC (link)

Dean rolled his eyes. "If I wanted to go, I'd have told you. I'm having a nice time chatting. Just thought you might not want to sit about. If you're good, then I'll get us another."

He stood up, picking up the mugs, ruffling a hand lightly through the bright yellow hair first. "I meant it when I said I wanted to be friends, even if it started off a bit weird, okay?" He smiled and then promised. "Be right back." He didn't mind chatting. Drew was sweet and easy to talk to. It sounded like a pretty good way to spend the rest of the afternoon, really. They could walk back in another couple of butterbeers or something.

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summers_here
2009-10-20 09:06 pm UTC (link)

Drew was surprised, but pleasantly so, as Dean said he was going to say, ducking his head a little under the hair ruffle and laughing in reply, his grin broad and happy. He watched Dean disappear off to the bar to get them another drink and he put his chin in his hand again and sighed - why was it that he seemed ever cursed to never have the boys he wanted, to never have something steady with the boys he could have?

He tried to put that out of his mind and set about transfiguring a little paper umbrella out of a coaster for when Dean came back.

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