A miniature Emperor penguin waddled into the sorting room, a fishing rod over his shoulder and a bucket of seaweed swinging from his fin. He was Exploring, and his eyes were alight with Discovery of a Strange New Place! ...Or, if not quite alight, at least round as dinner-plates and spinning quite impressively.
Pingu flattened himself against the
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"Are you a snowman?"
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A long, loud roar cuts clear through the air signifying its presence.
A lone, yellow eye peeks through the window at the sorting taking place inside.
It gave a short, questioning 'huff' and stood, awaiting a response.
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He trembled there, watching the eye.
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A low, rumbling sound echoed through the school was simply it making conversation.
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George's room? So getting new wallpaper.
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"Okay!" he said, overjoyed at the recognition of his aforementioned artistic talents. He grabbed one of the empty applications and started drawing on the back, as neatly as he could with the blotty quill pen.
"I'm Pingu!" he added brightly. "Who are you?"
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"I'm Steph! And I'm voting you into Gryffindor, if that's okay." You never knew when an artistic penguin would come in useful.
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