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"the troublemaker"|Rowan Michael King
location = Outside
gender = Male
age = 17
Mood = Protecting
Tagged = Monroe and Antonio
Quidditch = Beater
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Rowan looked over at Antonio and blinked, moving himself into a sitting up position and letting his arm rest over his stomach, the bandages not letting him to bend it. He smirked at Monroe, wiggling his eyebrows at her and Antonio before taking a sip of his pumpkin juice. It was cold, just how he liked it. Setting it down again, he swallowed and felt his cheek were Pepper had kissed him. It was still warm, and he hoped nobody could notice how much he was blushing. Breathing out slowly, he rolled over before picking up his wand. The thin peice of wood was easy to maneuver, but he never wanted to look at the object ever again in his entire life. It was
his fault they were going to have to be serving detention with the centaurs- slytherin needed to take the 200 points of, not all of the houses. He bit his lip, the thought of not winning the House Cup made his lip quiver a bit, but he immediately shrugged it off. Just to make himself feel better, since Antonio's back was faced to him, he made a little pucker face at Monroe, but whenever Antonio turned around he pretended to look away. Sooner or later he'd fallen asleep however, still dressed in his own clothes, but that didn't matter. It was probably, what- midnight? Curling up a bit, he sighed before closing his eyes and immediately falling asleep.
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"the wallflower"|Phyllis Maine Monroe
location = Halls
gender = Female
age = 16
Mood = Curious
Tagged = Clark Potts
Faceclaim = Lily Collins
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Phyllis could have sworn she'd paled a bit when she'd stepped up a bit and watched as the people around her had all applauded for them. She breathed out heavily as the Dining Room cleared out, before sighing and stepping down a bit outside. She'd taken her Owl, Lark, outside for fresh air, and she stroked the white birds haid softly, her coffee- colored eyes shining with sadness. She wasn't one to make too many friends, and she nuzzled the bird gently with the tip of her nose, her brown hair spiraling down her back just ending at her ribcage. Watching the large bird as he fluttered away, she stood before rushing ahead anyways back inside and into the Great Hall. The night was almost over, and she didn't even bother to look where she was going as she pushed past everyone in her way. She should have felt angry that there was no Hufflepuff there to say thank you, but she didn't. Instead, that feeling was replaced with sorrow. Allowing a single tear to slip past her eyes, she didn't even notice when she flew into Clark head on, knocking his glasses off a few feet away. She winced as her back hit the floor, but instead of crying out in pain she just let more tears flow, before wiping them off with the back of her sleeve. Sniffling a bit, she reached over and picked up his glasses gently before looking over at him.
"Here, you dropped your.." She paused a bit. He did look quite handsome without them, but she couldn't just not give them to him.
"Glasses.." She breathed out the last word, hoping her own cheeks wouldn't turn red as she stood up, offering him a hand before brushing dust off her pants.
