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Post by derek michael reed on Nov 29, 2008 19:39:32 GMT -5
`derek [/font] It was Derek's last year at Hogwarts yet you probably couldn't tell by the way that he acted half of the time. He still had the maturity of that of a third year most of the time. He just wasn't the type to be serious. He never had been. He liked having fun and living life. He didn't like having to sit in a classroom and pay attention to stuff that was more boring then a rainy day. School just was not for him and he was surprised that he had made it this far in his career. He knew that his mother was incredibly surprised.
So now Derek, instead of finishing his summer assignments was lying against a tree in the middle of the grounds in front of the lake. It was one of the places he would just go and think. He was going to take advantage of his favorite part of the school before the end of the nice weather. Soon he would be bottled up inside stone walls when the weather wasn't favorable and he wouldn't be able to stay outdoors which would just drive him completely nuts. He wanted to fly but no his broom wasn't here yet. It wouldn't be here for another week. Just in time for Quidditch to start up again. He was going to be rusty and tight and he didn't like it. It wasn't something that he was meant for being on the ground. He was much more apt for being in the air.
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Lirtim Arnix
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[ico2(1)]Charms Professor Head of Slytherin
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Post by Lirtim Arnix on Nov 29, 2008 20:52:15 GMT -5
Lirtim walked out of the Hogwarts castle and headed one the long path to about anywhere in the grounds. Her head was still swimming about the last year here. And yeah nothing really did happen. A few fluks about fake new dark lords and people blaming the Slytherins for everything. Blah, blah, blah. Ya that's fun, sitting in a classroom, trying to pay attention, trying to pass. But now that year was over. Now she was a teacher, surprising her parents beond belif. They had thought Lirtim was going to end up as a shop owner or an artist. But Charms was sorta like art, right. You changed thing's color, shape, and form.
All of her classes had practically run her till Lirtim would pass out. Wake-up, teach, eat, sleep. Finally Lirtim reached the lake. Seeing Derek she walked over to him and set down her bag and sat next to him and said "Hi."
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