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Post by jenna on Feb 8, 2008 15:34:45 GMT -5
Amber was walking around Hogsmeade for a while looking around in different shops there. There wasn't much their but it was good to get out of the Castle every once in a while. She had stopped at the Quill shop cause she she didn't have any left. The last one that she did have broke last night while she was doing her work. She also needed some parchment so she stocked up on that before leaving the shop. As she walked she didn't see any of her friends around. They were either with their boyfriends or just with other friends from other houses. She didn't care that she was here by herself she really didn't want to be in a crowd.
After getting some candy from Honeydukes she decided to go to the Hogs Head to get a butterbeer, because she didn't feel like being in a crowded place and knew this place wasn't has popular then The Three Broomsticks. She turned when she got to the alley where the Hogs Head was located and walked to the door. She stopped for minute before pushing the door open and walking in. She paused to let her eyes adjust to the darkness that was in the Pub. It was brighter outside then it was inside. Once her eyes adjusted she walked up to the bar and order a butterbeer. She gave the barman a galleon after getting her drink. She turned around and scanned the room. She seen that their was hardly anyone here so she walked over to a table that was in the corner and sat down facing the door. She wanted to watch and see if anyone that she knew walked in. She really didn't think anyone would but there was a chance that someone could.
As she sat their she thought about the test she had just taken the other day in DADA. I wonder how I did on the test. I know I got some of them wrong but I'm hoping that I didn't fail the test. she thought to herself. That was one of the things she had to be sure is that she got good grades. She hated it when she failed something. She didn't throw a tantrum or anything like that, she would just study more then she did to be sure she could keep her grade up in her classes.
((O.O.C - So everyone knows this color is when she is talking and this color are her thoughts.))
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Post by cheynesilverstone on Feb 10, 2008 19:55:08 GMT -5
Cheyne had needed to clear his head. Too much studying, and too much company was just doing him in. He needed some fresh air, to get away from the familiar faces, and some quiet in a way he guessed. What possessed him to decide to go into Hogsmeade he did not know. Maybe it was the chance to meet new people, he wasn't too sure. This was unlike him, but sometimes the social butterfly attitude did seem to wear him down.
Wrapping up warm, he exited the castle. The blast of fresh air invigorated him, and gave him energy. He was glad to be out and about. His footsteps quickened, as his blood started pumping. He kept up this quick pace all the way to Hogsmeade. However, once he reached the town, he felt his tongue sticking to the roof of his mouth. He knew he had to drink something soon, or risk a case of dehydration, which wouldn't do his studies any good.
The closest bar was the Hogs Head. Though not as nice a place it was likely to be the least packed also, which he favoured more at this point in time. He entered the bar with the air of someone who was extremely open, he was a likeable person generally, and this reflected in his body posture. He walked to the bar and ordered something to quench his thirst before allowing himself to look around. He spotted what looked to be another Hogwarts student, though he didn't recognise who she was, he sent a smile in her direction, flicking his scarf over his shoulder whilst he downed his drink.
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Post by jenna on Feb 11, 2008 5:47:47 GMT -5
Amber was in her own little world thinking when the door to the bar opened and someone walked in. She had seen him around Hogwarts a few times and knew he was in Hufflepuff but didn't know his name. She had a few classes with him and might have talked to him a few times but still really didn't know him all that good.
When he sent a smile her way she sent a small smile back at him. Maybe I should let him sit here if he wants. Not that it really matters if anyone sits with me. [/color] She thought to herself. She didn't care if anyone sat with her as long as they weren't older people. She hated adult figures that would just walk in and sit down at any table they wanted even if it was being occupied by someone else. "If you want you can sit here." She called over to the person. If he didn't want to sit here then that would be fine. She was just being nice and letting him know that if he wanted to he could sit at her table.[/blockquote][/size]
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