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Post by Willow Wenlock on Jul 5, 2010 10:54:43 GMT -5
Willow watched Verity's hand slide across the back of her neck, similar in many ways to what Silver did when he was nervous. "Don't worry about it then. If we don't get expelled for it, there will be plenty of time to do it in the future. It's not like the spell ever goes away." Willow allowed a smile to slip across her face.
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Verity Bromley
Slytherin
7th year
Every rose has its thorn.
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Post by Verity Bromley on Jul 5, 2010 11:08:46 GMT -5
Verity smiled. "Alright." She said nodding. She didn't plan on facing her fear if she didn't have to. It was hard enough with Quidditch, but she loved the sport too much to just not do it. Other than that she was perfectly content with avoiding heights altogether. It beat tumbling headfirst to a rapidly approaching ground from some high perch. Verity yawned. She must not have been as hungry as she thought. Her stomach that was grumbling angrily earlier was not full to the extent it was almost aching. She knew it was late, but she hadn't realized just how much later it had gotten. "I should get going." She said. It didn't look good for a prefect to get caught out this late. "It was nice to meet you." Verity said with a genuine smile.
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Post by Willow Wenlock on Jul 5, 2010 12:08:19 GMT -5
Willow nodded, "nice to meet you to." She thought about going to the library to spend some times working on the ancient curses that she was seeing, anything to get an edge. "Just let me know when you want me to do that fashion thing."
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Verity Bromley
Slytherin
7th year
Every rose has its thorn.
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Post by Verity Bromley on Jul 5, 2010 19:34:18 GMT -5
Verity nodded and lifted her hand. "I will. Hopefully I'll see you around. If not, I'll send you an owl." It wasn't a huge school so chances were that they would run into each other soon enough. Not to mention the fact that there weren't as many people there during the summer. "Bye!" Verity said one final time before slipping out the way she came in.
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