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Week Name/Date/Time: 'The Minister is Elected'/ Monday, November 7th, 2005/ 12:54pm
Location: Great Hall
Open to: Kier
Currently Involving: Grady and Kier
Lately, he had been seeing less and less of Charlie. Before they had become whatever they were, he was barely out of bed and he was bombarded by her all day until he retired for the night. And even then she filled his mind. Now, however, he practically had to seek her out - get Jackie to tell Charlie he was looking for her. Really, it was horrible. He might've had a reputation for being a ladies man who was only interested in physical things, really, he would've given his left thumb for some more time with her. Wasn't she going to bite it off anyway, next time he tickled her?
Deciding he didn't want to think of it any longer, he looked down at his plate. There was still some shredded beef, but the spot where an extremely large mound of mashed potatoes once sat was completely clear, he had practically licked it clean. Pushing the meat around with his fork, Grady sighed. He was beat, and he had slept until, well, nearly an hour before. Who cared about study hall? What was the worst that could happen - a detention? Hah!
Looking at his watch, he realized how late it was. And it wasn't until then that he noticed he was one of the very few people left in the Great Hall. In fact, looking from one end of the Gryffindor table to the other, he was practically the only Gryffindor still here. Then again, most of them probably had class after lunch. Not Grady, though, his day was completely free. Oh, how those study halls cramped his style.
Location: Great Hall
Open to: Kier
Currently Involving: Grady and Kier
Lately, he had been seeing less and less of Charlie. Before they had become whatever they were, he was barely out of bed and he was bombarded by her all day until he retired for the night. And even then she filled his mind. Now, however, he practically had to seek her out - get Jackie to tell Charlie he was looking for her. Really, it was horrible. He might've had a reputation for being a ladies man who was only interested in physical things, really, he would've given his left thumb for some more time with her. Wasn't she going to bite it off anyway, next time he tickled her?
Deciding he didn't want to think of it any longer, he looked down at his plate. There was still some shredded beef, but the spot where an extremely large mound of mashed potatoes once sat was completely clear, he had practically licked it clean. Pushing the meat around with his fork, Grady sighed. He was beat, and he had slept until, well, nearly an hour before. Who cared about study hall? What was the worst that could happen - a detention? Hah!
Looking at his watch, he realized how late it was. And it wasn't until then that he noticed he was one of the very few people left in the Great Hall. In fact, looking from one end of the Gryffindor table to the other, he was practically the only Gryffindor still here. Then again, most of them probably had class after lunch. Not Grady, though, his day was completely free. Oh, how those study halls cramped his style.