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"the troublemaker"|Rowan Michael King
location = Outside
gender = Male
age = 17
Mood = Protecting
Tagged = None
Quidditch = Beater
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Rowan shrugged softly, smiling at her gently before he rubbed his own hair backwards a bit, the black strands still being a bit windblown after earlier that night's experience.
"You get used to it though." He smiled down at her, swinging his arm a bit as he held tightly onto her arm as well. Breathing out softly, he looked over at her and his heart thrummed in his chest like a drum. He normally didn't have feelings for anyone- but now that he did, what if something happened to her in the Tournament? Would she get hurt? Shivering at the thought, he returned from his thoughts back to reality before smiling at her again, this time a bit weaker before he paused to look up at the moon. The way it's large circular frame was so perfect, so hypnotizing, he had trouble peeling his eyes off of it before he turned to look down at her. They held a silence for a while, his green eyes dimming a bit as he looked away, a hint of seriousness in his gaze as he let out a small sigh, before holding on tightly to his hand, then looking back at her.
"I just want to let you know..." He murmured, his voice coming of coolly as he looked down at her. She was probably the only Slytherin that didn't think of him as a traitor since he stood up for Monroe.
"To be careful in the Founders Tournaments. I don't want you to get hurt." He murmured before hugging her softly, enjoying the sweet smell of her hair a bit before pulling away again.
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"the wallflower"|Phyllis Maine Monroe
location = Halls
gender = Female
age = 16
Mood = Curious
Tagged = Atticus
Faceclaim = Lily Collins
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Phyllis followed him a bit, her arms still in her pockets as she nodded. Ever since that Rowan kid stood up for a Hufflepuff, her own house, she was beginning to think that the snakes probably didn't want him to be representing their house in the Tournaments. She nodded softly, before looking up. A scent of food wafted up her nose, but she shrugged it away. She wasn't hungry, not too much at least. Her brown hair whipped behind her as the wind pushed against her, and immediately after he raised his eyebrows she lifted her arms and crossed them against her chest, a hint of amusement stuck to her face as she furrowed her eyebrows.
"Of course. Do you not think a girl could win for Hufflepuff?" She managed a mischevious smile before unfolding the crumpled paper, her name scribbled over it as she tucked it in her palm. She was determined to win for the hufflepuff's, no matter what it took. After all, she was one of the most flexible and agile girls she knew, and also someone with a very good attitude and possible winning strategy. The only thing she needed was a teammate from her own house. Leaning against the door to the great hall, she couldn't help but smile as she unfolded her arms to brush her hair behind her ear silently, her smile wavering a bit.
"Are you going to stand there, or are you going to put your name in?" She smirked at him before brushing past, her eyes illuminating the blue glow before she set it down, returning back to him before leaning against it again and sliding down all the way until she sat on the floor, her gaze travelling to her palms a bit before she let out a discouraged sigh.
"Nobody thinks a weirdo like me could win, if I even get picked." She sighed out, before brushing her hair back and looking up at him.
