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Name(s): Mary Arkham Lady and Jaina Solo
Location: Starting out in the Slytherin commons
Week: Week 37
Time: About evening, July 25th?
Rating: Err, PG. Lady swears, off and on, but nothing bad
She hadn't even begun to take off most of her uniform, but managed to work the tie loose around her neck, open a few buttons of her shirt, without the typical sweater and robes. She had spent latter of her time staring at a textbook in charms, without considering it much thought. A piece of parchment was still sitting at her bed, without a scratch. Had she really lost her touch?
But she grew so close to her house over the years. Most of her classmates were her own housemates, after all, which made her father proud. Her father. Lady had swallowed disgust in her throat, finally slipped out of the room, down to the open commons, with still making her uniform casual as possible.
The long silence made her shiver, walking in nervous paces. She hadn't really broke it to other classmates, and honestly, someone like Jaina seemed like one she'd be comfortable with. But not to break the news of what truly happen.
Who has a parent running around practicing dark arts? It's shameful.
Location: Starting out in the Slytherin commons
Week: Week 37
Time: About evening, July 25th?
Rating: Err, PG. Lady swears, off and on, but nothing bad
She hadn't even begun to take off most of her uniform, but managed to work the tie loose around her neck, open a few buttons of her shirt, without the typical sweater and robes. She had spent latter of her time staring at a textbook in charms, without considering it much thought. A piece of parchment was still sitting at her bed, without a scratch. Had she really lost her touch?
But she grew so close to her house over the years. Most of her classmates were her own housemates, after all, which made her father proud. Her father. Lady had swallowed disgust in her throat, finally slipped out of the room, down to the open commons, with still making her uniform casual as possible.
The long silence made her shiver, walking in nervous paces. She hadn't really broke it to other classmates, and honestly, someone like Jaina seemed like one she'd be comfortable with. But not to break the news of what truly happen.
Who has a parent running around practicing dark arts? It's shameful.