|
|
Post by mely on Feb 17, 2007 15:43:05 GMT
[completely random thread name by the way]
Jaxio was lolling by the fire in the common room. It was the end of their second monday of term, and he was busy thinking. His gang were seated around him- although he doubted any of them were actually thinking. thick as two planks, the lot of them...
|
|
|
|
Post by .magnarock. on Feb 17, 2007 17:13:08 GMT
Catherine came in alone, her friends all wanted to do some silly extra credit thing for charms, she hated charms. So she sat down on one of the sofa's and flicked through a magazine.
[yaaay, I get to be jacky-boy.]
Jack was up in his room
[. . .lol ^-^ he'll come down later]
|
|
|
|
Post by mely on Feb 17, 2007 18:05:32 GMT
Jaxio pulled out some homework and scribbled lazily.
[bdw, is Catherine a tart? and what sort of stuff is she into?]
|
|
|
|
Post by .magnarock. on Feb 17, 2007 18:11:15 GMT
[-ish, kinda but isnt the kind of girl that throws herself at anything male ^-^
what do you mean by stuff?]
|
|
|
|
Post by cenizobelle on Feb 17, 2007 20:09:58 GMT
Jack was pacing by his bed.
[wot day is it for da sly's? And is it after tea time?]
|
|
|
|
Post by cenizobelle on Feb 17, 2007 20:18:23 GMT
Zada was in the common room playing with her snitch. Her broom had been, unfairly, confiscatied.
|
|
|
|
Post by mely on Feb 18, 2007 10:56:55 GMT
[let's say it's tuesday evening... that way slyths are ahead of gryffindors... for once....]
Jack noticed the poster for the halloween. Shame it was individual years... some of the first year girls were quite good looking really...
|
|
|
|
Post by .magnarock. on Feb 18, 2007 11:00:13 GMT
Catherine was a little saddened by the fact there was a first years ball, and not a first and second years ball. Ah well, next year there was one for both years.
|
|
|
|
Post by cenizobelle on Feb 18, 2007 11:18:02 GMT
Zada noticed some people looking at the notice board. She browsed their minds. So there was a ball? 'cool! i wonder if some years go together?' she stood up and walked over to the board. She barged people out the way. 'For separate years! that's rubbish!' and she sulked back to the sofa.
|
|
