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Post by Lenalie Lovegood on Aug 12, 2009 13:18:33 GMT -5
Lenalie sat in one of the overstuffed chairs of the Hufflepuff common room, looking around. It was too bright, plastered with the Hufflepuff house colors. She wasn't used to bright colors. She huffed and looked down to the book placed in her lap, opening it and losing herself within the story.
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Post by Deamon on Aug 12, 2009 19:11:11 GMT -5
I still don't get why the Lupin kid would give me hints at Quidditch, Leiko thought, staring moodily at the half written essay that she was suppose to be working on for Slughorn. It had been a good idea. She knew Lupin knew that the Hufflepuff team was something to reckon with, and she was fine with that. Hufflepuff may not have the strongest or the fastest players, but her team was true to what they did and fought like a team. Leiko looked around the half empty common room, sighing. She thought about heading up to bed, but the essay for Potions was going to haunt her if she didn't finish. She glanced up at the first year on the other side of the common room, frowning. Not that she was irritating, but the cat that was hanging around her was getting on Leiko's nerves somewhat.
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