Stephen made his way through the Ravenclaw dorm, carrying a rather unimpressive-looking geranium. He knocked on Fillerbunny's door.

The following invite is sent out via the postal service to all the following people ( Read more... )

Hogwarts was as decent a place as any for a nonmagical, utterly ordinary aardvark. The climate didn't suit him, but Fillerbunny made sure he was kept warm and dry. A recent spill of honey had attracted a wide array of ants, which pleased him immensely. There was a pink bow tied around one of his ears, and every now and then he shook it

Ryuuji's rotating the people he sends postcards to so that he won't flood them with mail. Each of his postcards have a small jar of honey attached to them.

( Postcard for Sara. )

The writing is blocky and childish, probably due to the fact that the author had to hold the pencil in both front paws while standing on the paper.

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There is a smallish aardvark wandering about the Ravenclaw common room. It might be looking for ants. Or it might just be bored.

(( OOC: This is Dr. Stephen Maturin's aardvark, but unless your character was at his Sorting and paid close attention to his answer to the Dumbledore-related question, or was at Jack Aubrey's sorting and paying ( Read more... )

It was safe to say that Fillerbunny, in all his short, distressing life, had never imagined that he really could actually be this happy.

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