|
|
did you enjoy this term at hogwarts |
of course i did! im always up for a brawl |
|
20% |
[ 2 ] |
yes who doesnt love to be a part of a fashion show |
|
0% |
[ 0 ] |
yes classes were amazing |
|
0% |
[ 0 ] |
yes i made lots of new friends in the campgrounds |
|
20% |
[ 2 ] |
no the castle needed our help defending it yet again |
|
0% |
[ 0 ] |
no fashion police keep pulling me over |
|
10% |
[ 1 ] |
no classes were too hard/boring or not worth the effort |
|
0% |
[ 0 ] |
no i was to busy being ignored |
|
20% |
[ 2 ] |
pollwhore |
|
30% |
[ 3 ] |
|
Total Votes : 10 |
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:00 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:01 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 8:04 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 11:10 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 8:34 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 9:57 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 10:06 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 12:24 pm
|
|
|
|
Receiving no reply, Hope decided the students in this compartment must have cast bad confundus charms on each other and moves on to another, more empty, compartment. She stows her luggage away and proceeds to dig around in her, rather large, book bag. After a few moments, she pulls out two paper bags. One she opens and lays on the ground for her pet, the other she opens and pulls out a some toast with apple-butter on it. "Yum, mama had them pack my favorite" Hope mumbles to herself, with the tiniest hint of a French accent. She then plops herself down on a seat by the window and stares out of it while she happily eats her yummy toast.
Meanwhile, the silver-blue goat, having pretty much inhaled his sweet grain and diced apples(as well as the paper bag they came in), jumped up on the seat next to her and laid down for a nap, putting his head on her lap. He clearly wasn't nearly as excited about this train ride as she was. Though this was probably because this trip had already involved an experience with a portkey, which she knew he hated portkey travel. "Don't worry, Dilly, we're almost there. Then we'll get to see dad and maybe even Aber, too." The goat gave her a look that told her he appreciated her efforts to cheer him up, but, as he plopped his head back down to continue his nap, he was tiered of traveling all the same.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 3:11 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 3:15 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 3:32 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 4:51 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 5:47 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 6:36 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2011 7:59 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|