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Post by &&TRUE.honoré on Aug 15, 2007 15:48:10 GMT -5
Oh, the joy of being back at Hogwarts. It was Honoré's sixth year at the magic school, and she loved it. Summer was her least favorite time, because she had no friends at home, and her parents didn't understand anything. But now she was back, and thats all that mattered. She had decided to walk around the Black Lake, which would always relax her. She walked to her favorite tree, and sat down, using the trunk to lean on.
As she sat there with her eyes closed, she thought about all her times at Hogwarts. All her friends, quidditch matches, Hogsmead. They were all great.The only problem she did have with Hogwarts was that there were no electronics, meaning her music would have to stay at home. But you win some you lose some. She knew that from the time she was a child. Since she had all those eye problems, she was limited and was let down a lot. So she learned to live by that philosophy.
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Post by Arturo Leonard on Aug 17, 2007 15:00:11 GMT -5
Bored. The only way to describe her mood as she walked across the grounds in her muggle clothes, she was always wearing the clothes that were most comfortable. Her jeans were figure fitting and her shirt a simple Hogwarts' quidditch shirt, but this was actual the main one that had all the team names and emblems on it; even though it was loose, her form was very visible. She was not heavy-topped but she wasn't an orange like some of the girls her age; her bottom half was large, for some reason all her calories went there and her boobs, how lovely. She had a nice firm buttocks, though.
Thinking of her form made that experience pain her with her past hurt, the wound not yet dulled after a year. She grimaced every time she saw him in the halls. She smirked though, it was weird, she took pleasure in him being the most hated boy in the school. Arturo walked more relaxed when she let go of the thought with a smile. She sighed and thought about her friends, James was the best, the closest to her and the one who knew her the best. Thinking of him always brought a smile; if she was having a bad day all she had to do was make eye contact with James and it was gone. It made her happy and she secretly relished it.
Looking up she realized where she was, the Black Lake. Her feet had moved freely and she had not cared where she wandered, having dropped here she looked to see if anyone was there. Seeing Honore, Arturo shrugged; she had never been close with the girl but they exchanged words and sometimes met up in class and really she could be classified as a friend, but not a close one. "Hey, welcome back! Glad to be at our second home?" At first Arturo had wondered if Honore would speak to her when she had been to Hogwarts on her second year. Arturo was in Slytherin but her heart belonged with James and the boys in Gryffindor, her true place. She smiled as she remembered she had proved to many she was sweet once she knew you.
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