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Week Name/Date/Time: 'Minister Maladies' / Friday, 34th February 2006 / 4:00 pm
Location: Random Corridor Near Slytherin Common Room
Open To: Dorian
Currently Involving: Andi
Andi was having a great day. She'd managed to finish two assignments she'd been worried about completing, and she had managed to make time for some flying out at the pitch.
It was one of those days she felt nothing could go wrong, and she was in complete control of her life and herself. She loved those days.
She thought for sure the rest of the day would have to go just as well. But she was wrong.
Andi had recieved a letter from her brother, which she usually quite enjoyed, but this time it was different. He was beginning to ask her when she would be joining Voldemort's forces for sure, and would get her Dark Mark. She had been asking herself the same question lately. Sure, she knew her allegience was with the Dark Lord, but she was still struggling with the actual process of it.
She hated being unsure of herself, and that's what brought her day crashing down.
The redhead was leaning against the wall of an appearingly empty hall, wanting to get her thoughts in line before returning to her common room. She had put the letter away, in case of any unexpected visitors.
Location: Random Corridor Near Slytherin Common Room
Open To: Dorian
Currently Involving: Andi
Andi was having a great day. She'd managed to finish two assignments she'd been worried about completing, and she had managed to make time for some flying out at the pitch.
It was one of those days she felt nothing could go wrong, and she was in complete control of her life and herself. She loved those days.
She thought for sure the rest of the day would have to go just as well. But she was wrong.
Andi had recieved a letter from her brother, which she usually quite enjoyed, but this time it was different. He was beginning to ask her when she would be joining Voldemort's forces for sure, and would get her Dark Mark. She had been asking herself the same question lately. Sure, she knew her allegience was with the Dark Lord, but she was still struggling with the actual process of it.
She hated being unsure of herself, and that's what brought her day crashing down.
The redhead was leaning against the wall of an appearingly empty hall, wanting to get her thoughts in line before returning to her common room. She had put the letter away, in case of any unexpected visitors.