Post by Morgan Pendragon on Aug 2, 2009 20:13:54 GMT -5
The dance was over, but not the party. Ravenclaw was still psyched over their down-to-the-wire triumph. Not that Morgan could blame them. In fact, she was leading the festivities. She had left the dance just a tick early to prepare. She had dumped her bag and shoes in her room, and returned downstairs barefoot with her wand. Time to get to business.
Ten minutes later, the common room was unrecognizable. Sofas and chairs lined the walls in little groups for conversations. Along one wall was a long table covered in all the snacks Morgan could get her hands on. Bottles of butterbeer and bowls of Bertie Bott's and plates of cauldron cakes and pumpkin pasties. Blue and bronze confetti fell, but somehow did not accumulate on the floor or other surfaces. And finally, music was pumped from hidden sources.
Teagan Offline: This board is full of nostalgia.
Aug 22, 2020 8:39:09 GMT -5
Missing the old MH: gotta say missing when MH and all that was around.
Nov 6, 2019 0:02:30 GMT -5
Willow_lazy: why tf are there 400 posts about adidas
Sept 6, 2018 17:35:57 GMT -5
Azrael: I'm not hard to find, since I'm the only one there who goes by "Azzy", I'm pretty sure. XD
Feb 10, 2018 16:44:41 GMT -5
Azrael: Dunno if anyone still pops by here from time to time, but if any of you mofos do and still feel like gettin' yo nerd on, I've been hanging around this here place a bunch recently: www.roleplayerguild.com/
Feb 10, 2018 16:44:10 GMT -5
Azrael: hold onto your pantaloons
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