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Post by Narcissa on Jun 28, 2006 9:45:26 GMT -5
(cause first year was boring...)
Malfoy stretched catlike across his seat...as catlike as a twelve-year-old could manage, that is. None of his friends were there yet, and he had twenty minutes before the train left.
He looked around and after he saw no one about got out a pencil and paper and started to draw.
Meanwhile, Fred Weasley grinned as he spotted Lee in the crowd. "Hey, lads," Lee said. "Anything planned for the train ride?" Fred's grin widened. "Oh, yes..."
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Post by Narcissa on Jun 28, 2006 16:06:34 GMT -5
ooc: theyre twelve. what can we expect? lol
Draco glared at Ron. "Clever. I can tell you came up with that all on your own. What do you want, anyway? Shouldn't you be looking for Wonder Boy and his other sidekick?"
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"So," began Fred. "I was thinking we could start the year off with a bang and chuck these darlings--" he brandished a bag of dungbombs the twins had modified over the summer "--into the prefects' compartment." They snickered.
"Poor Percy," said Lee in fake solemnity. "What ever did he do to deserve this?"
Fred pulled a face. "That's a story."
"We've plenty of time"
"Right. This summer, Percy..." George started to tell Lee about what unfairness Percy had inflicted upon the twins this summer.
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