*.:ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN:.*

Sep 25, 2009 20:48

[He'd considered the idea of just staying up in his room all weekend, but it had only been about an hour and a half and he was already starting to go stir-crazy. So he was going to just... mosey on down to the common room and see what was up.

... Fuck. Whoever it was had been right. There were already a couple of ghosts floating around, looking curiously at the decorations and waiting for their children.

Play it cool, Alfred. Just. Ignore them.

He took a deep breath and started making his way toward the portrait hole. It'd be easier once he was in the corridor, and they probably wouldn't be outside, right?]

Alfred? Is that you?

[He froze.]

You've grown up so handsome! But I'd recognize my little boy anywhere.

[He paused for a moment. He considered turning around, he really did. But... no. He sprinted for the portrait hole, hoping that no one had noticed.]

[Filtered from Arthur]

If anyone needs me, I'm going for a walk.

[Filter]

((ooc: OKAY, SO, first part of this is action (not voice), second part is written. So, you're welcome to see him acting like a spazzy idiot in the common room, but not pick it up over the journal. :B And idk if I even have to say this, but unless you're Marta, Raimei, or were his roomie in first year not you, transfers, you don't know he's afraid of ghosts. :| And... even if you were his roomie, you probably don't know he still is, |D Icon shows as "yo," mood shows as "bored," both are tricky to hack, but possible for friends. Hurr that was too long.))

the british are coming, so happy i'm crying, my life is so hard, why do you hate america, savannah ain't got nothin' on hogwarts

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