Open rp
After his sorting, Sir Percy had, somehow or other, walked out of the hall with Sultan and ended up back in his own time, where he'd managed to pull off yet another daring rescue. Rather fortunately, as he was loitering around Dover and trying to think of reasons not to go home and thus avoid being continually reminded that his wife hated him, Sir Percy rode back into the Hogwarts courtyard.
"Zounds," he remarked, pulling on the reigns, in order to avoid riding through the front door. "That was demmed unexpected."
He dismounted and looked around a moment, then, with his typical good humor remarked, "Odd's fish. At least I brought my fencing foils this time, eh Sultan?" The horse snorted as Sir Percy tried to figure out where, exactly, he was this time, and where he was going to stable a purebred Arabian horse in the middle of a snowy courtyard.
"Zounds," he remarked, pulling on the reigns, in order to avoid riding through the front door. "That was demmed unexpected."
He dismounted and looked around a moment, then, with his typical good humor remarked, "Odd's fish. At least I brought my fencing foils this time, eh Sultan?" The horse snorted as Sir Percy tried to figure out where, exactly, he was this time, and where he was going to stable a purebred Arabian horse in the middle of a snowy courtyard.