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Post by Faith Moore on Jun 23, 2006 21:28:44 GMT
Faith stalked into the trophy room. Having nothing else to do at the moment, she figured why not explore? She took a quick look around her before examining the cases filled with trophies more closely. As she neared the quidditch case, her fingers danced along last year's quidditch cup, and she nearly gagged when she felt the thick layer of dust, having not noticed it was there.
Taking a step back, she examined the rest of the dusty room, just then noticing the thick layer of dust and cobwebs that covered the trophy cases while the floor was spotless. "God, when was the last time they cleaned this place?" she wondered aloud. Shivering slightly she moved to the middle of the room and examined the awards from there.
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 24, 2006 8:49:22 GMT
Boggleworth was patrolling the corridors as usual, hoping to find some amusement, humming and chuckling to himself didn't really last very long. Then he saw a Slytherin wander aimlessly into the Trophy room, wondering what she was up to he decided to follow and silently, well it would have been if not for his limp! he staggered into the gloomy room, hearing the girl's comment he said cheerfully "ah so we have a volunteer for cleaning! God doesn't even know when it was last given a thorough going over, so nicley volunteered!" He meant it as a joke but thought she would quite probably take it seriously, "I'm Boggleworth it's a pleasure to meet you!" he exclaimed joyfully as always he was full of enthusiasm
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Post by Faith Moore on Jun 24, 2006 9:15:45 GMT
Faith turned around to face the doorway as she heard someone enter the room. "Surely you must be joking," she huffed, looking the boy over. There was absolutely no way she was going to do a house elf's work. She looked him over quickly, her eyes pausing at his Prefect's Badge for a few seconds before continuing up to his face.
She raised an eyebrow at his enthusiasm. 'Leave it to a Hufflepuff...' she thought to herself. "Faith Moore," she muttered hesitantly. Crossing her arms over her chest, she turned her head to examine yet another case boredly, waiting for a reply.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jun 25, 2006 11:11:37 GMT
Girty was looking down a random corridor trying to find Bog on his rounds. Then she saw him limp through a door. She jumped down the stairs and ran toward him.
As she was about to poke him in the back she noticed someone else was in the room with him. She leaned over his sholder and smiled.
"I have interrupted something."
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Post by Faith Moore on Jun 25, 2006 23:23:40 GMT
"Possibly," Faith smirked at the new addition. Looking the two of them up and down, she raised an eyebrow. 'Two Hufflepuffs... Joy...' she thought to herself. Rolling her eyes, she let out an exasperated breath and flicked a piece of hair out of her eyes.
Fingering the hem on the sleeve of her robe, she wondered, 'Who, exactly, could possibly show up next?'
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jun 26, 2006 12:35:16 GMT
"Oh I'm sorry. I did not mean to disturb. I just wanted to talk to Bog but it can wait."
As she turned around a thought came into her head. She turned back around and pushed past Bog to enter the room.
"Wow it is dusty in here. What is it?"
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Post by Faith Moore on Jun 26, 2006 21:01:58 GMT
"Oh, I don't know... possibly... dust?" Faith guessed sarcastically. She pursed her lips slightly, her eyes oddly innocent. "Perhaps you should run your finger through it... just to be sure?" she suggested, a cold smirk running across her lips.
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jun 26, 2006 21:18:56 GMT
Girty looked at the girl. Faith was much older then her and in Girty's mind that put her at a disadvantage. A little put off Girty looked around the room again.
"No thanks i just washed my hands."
Girty walked slowly to wards one of the cases and preared inside.
"Oh it's the trophy room." She felt rather pleased with her discovery even if it did make her seme a bit slow to the other people in the room.
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Post by Faith Moore on Jun 26, 2006 21:26:47 GMT
Faith rolled her eyes, not even bothering to spit out one of the insults brewing in her mind. How she hated Hufflepuffs. They were always so slow. She let out a breath and crossed her arms over her chest, looking back to Boggleworth. She raised an eyebrow, wondering if he was going to continue their conversation or if he expected her to just stand there all day. Because she certainly wasn't.
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Post by darkvampireangel on Jun 27, 2006 13:48:43 GMT
Alana couldn't sleep, so she decided to take a walk. She found herself in the Trophy Room and saw Henry, another Hufflepuff she didn't know and a Slytherin. Normally Alana didn't have a problem with Slytherins. In fact two of her closest friends, Brian Chase, the Headboy and Kim Rivers, a Prefect were Slytherin. But, there was something about this particular Slytherin that she did not like. At all. She turned to Henry with a friendly grin. "Hey Henry"
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 27, 2006 13:52:29 GMT
Boggleworth had remained silent deciding to study the character of this new slytherin, but he would reserve judgement for now, "why hello there Alana! how are you? what a merry meeting we have here! what brings you down at this late hour?"
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Post by darkvampireangel on Jun 27, 2006 14:04:52 GMT
Alana laughed. "Couldn't sleep. What are you doing? Patrolling?"
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Post by Henry Boggleworth on Jun 27, 2006 14:09:13 GMT
"yeah doing spot of the old duty you know! catching ragamuffins like yourself who should be snoring in their beds!"
turning to Faith he said cheerfully "so how are you? and what brings you here? and you'll have to answer cause I'm a prefect and no ordinary Hufflepuff I say!"
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Post by darkvampireangel on Jun 27, 2006 14:11:06 GMT
Alana sighed. "Henry... do you always have to so infuriatingly cheerful?"
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Post by Girty Hubbles on Jun 27, 2006 16:49:36 GMT
Girty turned around laughing at what Alana had said.
"Indeed Henry you are happy. But then that makes you, you."
Girty then turned around to the Slytherin with a smile.
"Sorry how rude of me. I'm Girty, Girty Hubbles." She held out her hand in sign of greeting but slowly retreated it back as she thought this Slytherin may not be the hand shaking person.
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