A new turn, into another corner, into another life. Different, yet the same. Kat walked through the gate and took a breath. It wasn't deep, but yet it helped her try to cram air into her lungs. "Firefox University.." Kat said shaking her head smiling. She could hardly believe it.
"Maybe instead of repeating history this time, we can learn..." Kat said talking to herself. She looked around. She was not use to coming into a new place, a school, and being in a position higher than Slytherin Student. Now, age 19, she was no longer a student. However, she was no alumni.
Kat had made it to professor. Professor of the Defense against the dark arts. Though young in appearance, her skill matched that of a 40 year old auror. Kat looked down at her feet, a slight nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach.
This was going to be the same. The same, yet completely different.
Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where I told you to run, so we'd both be free? Strange things did happen here No stranger would it seem If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Now THAT was good food, though Muryllis as he staggered out of the Feasting Hall, feeling the weight of his stomach pulling him down. All that was left was a pleasant walk out in the grounds; a nap against a tree near the river would be perfect. As he was walking through the entrance hall, he noticed a figure, taller than the rest, with the definate look of a teacher. Hoping to start off his first class with this woman knowing her beforehand, he composed himself (so as to not look as piggish) and walked over to her. His black hair, tied back in a pony tail, hung out over his robe as the tall 5th year made his way through the usual crowd of people (for Firefox was still steadily gaining members) to the teacher.
"Greatings! I can tell right away you are a teacher. I am Muryllis, a 5th year just transfered here from Nostri Magi (in the Vatican); would you be so kind as to tell me what subject you shall be teaching?" Despite the drowsiness steadily coming over him from the mass of food and pumpkin juice he had devoured, his voice still had its charm, pleasantly reverberating throughout the entrance hall.
Last Edit: Jan 17, 2006 0:01:54 GMT -5 by Mury 6.0
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
Jul 25, 2016 5:16:43 GMT -5