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WHO: Luke Skywalker, EVERYONE
LOCATION: On the grounds, heading toward the school.
WEEK: 61
TIME: Early Saturday morning, after the ball.
WHAT: Master Skywalker joins the Squares and Warts.
RATING: G~ ...unless Han shows up. :x
The early morning mists hung low over the Hogwarts grounds, masking the grass from view. It remained completely undisturbed... even as a darkly cloaked figure made his way up the trail leading to to the school despite the fact it was completely covered. To those looking, it almost seemed like the mist did not want to acknowledge he existed, making him look like he was a part of the landscape instead of invading it.
He paused about halfway to the steps leading into the school, finally looking up, the hood of his cloak falling back, revealing tousled dirty blonde hair dulled slightly with age. His eyes flicked over the tall spires of the castle, a faint smile coming to his face. So, this was the place that had been denied to him in his youth... he could tell even from here that it really was all he had imagined it to be.
He was thirty-one years late, but Luke Skywalker had arrived at Hogwarts.
Luke moved to enter the school but paused, his smile broadening. No... perhaps it would be better to wait. It would be easier to have those that would be excited (and not so excited) to see him come to him.
LOCATION: On the grounds, heading toward the school.
WEEK: 61
TIME: Early Saturday morning, after the ball.
WHAT: Master Skywalker joins the Squares and Warts.
RATING: G~ ...unless Han shows up. :x
The early morning mists hung low over the Hogwarts grounds, masking the grass from view. It remained completely undisturbed... even as a darkly cloaked figure made his way up the trail leading to to the school despite the fact it was completely covered. To those looking, it almost seemed like the mist did not want to acknowledge he existed, making him look like he was a part of the landscape instead of invading it.
He paused about halfway to the steps leading into the school, finally looking up, the hood of his cloak falling back, revealing tousled dirty blonde hair dulled slightly with age. His eyes flicked over the tall spires of the castle, a faint smile coming to his face. So, this was the place that had been denied to him in his youth... he could tell even from here that it really was all he had imagined it to be.
He was thirty-one years late, but Luke Skywalker had arrived at Hogwarts.
Luke moved to enter the school but paused, his smile broadening. No... perhaps it would be better to wait. It would be easier to have those that would be excited (and not so excited) to see him come to him.