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[lestrangexrab]

Potions Class ♢ September 7th, 1977

❝ ----No. I'm quite certain this is the correct amount of asphodel root.                        If your intention is to create a poisonous brew, toxic enough to kill,      by all means-- add more.                     We'll have you try it out first. ❞

[lionessmaryarchive]

        ‟ ---- You're out here much later than I'd expected. I mean, I just thought I'd have the Pitch to myself I 'spose.”

[lestrangexrab]

Corridors ♚ September 4th, 1977

❝ --I suppose a part of me has missed this place.                  Though I'm certain that'll change quickly enough. ❞ 

[lionessmaryarchive]

   Chocolate locks wielding 'round corner to corner as the petite girl found herself amongst the hustle and bustle of students. Papers askew within her arms as she struggled to keep a grip, frail fingers blushing with strength as she turns her last corner. The wind suddenly biting her ivory skin as she manages to watch as all the parchment she'd so longingly dreamed of keeping close to her now lays within the dirtied ground. A mumbled ❝Sorry ! ❞ is all she manages to say before bending down, eyes averted from her own victim as she shuffles in order to preserve what's left. ❝Honestly, I've been in a whole other world entirely today, my apologies

[lvcindas]

The Corridors ❇ Sept. 3rd, 1977

A leisurely pace turns into a hasty sprint, view of the nearest window sinking the flyer's soul.

❝Oh, sweet Merlin, please don't let that be a rain cloud. 

Why the weather couldn't have been generous this afternoon is beyond me.❞

[arabellafawleys]

The Library ❀ 01.09.77

-- ❝ I can't believe I'm already behind on work this year. -- Oh wait, yes, I can. I mean, I don't know why all the professors assign things to read over the holiday! You'd think they'd know better by now... ❞

[evanroxier-blog]

Slytherin Dungeons ❧ 01.09.77.

       ❝ It never fails to baffle me how manners are so easily forgotten–– ❞

[lionessmaryarchive]

  ❝Double Potions first thing in the morning, can't say I've missed that at all.❞ Words laced with slight irritation as she manages to rustle through spare bits of parchment. A clear indication she's already attempted to start on her essay multiple times ---- and failed to do so properly. ❝Honestly, I'm almost positive that this class will be the end of the line for me completely.❞ A mockingly dramatic tone now overpowering her voice as she heaves a sigh, slinking deeper into her chair as her hues glisten in reaction to the dancing flames ahead of her.