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Post by cora on Apr 27, 2012 9:01:11 GMT -5
[/size][/center] Cora had been half asleep when she heard an owl rapping at her window, trying to get in. This had not been the first time that had ever happened, but she had scurried to open the window and take the note that was attached to it’s leg. She tried to hurry, so that her dorm mates didn’t get mad at her. They were used to it, but it still annoyed them. Of course, the note was from Rose, her best friend in the entire world. And she wanted a midnight snack. Cora smiled, grabbed a quill off the night stand, and quickly scribbled a “see you in ten minutes” as a reply. She was right next to the kitchens, but Rose had to come from the Gryffindor tower. Cora slipped on a pair of flip flops and grabbed her wand. She was not a very good prefect, if she was being honest with herself; at least not when it came to her friendship with Rose. They’d figured out how to get into the kitchens in their fourth year, and all the house elves knew and loved them, and gladly gave them food if they wanted a midnight snack, much like tonight. She slipped out into the common room, which was quiet save for the crackle of the dying fire. Good. No one would stop her from leaving, of course she could just say she had a prefect duty…. In her pajamas. She laughed at the thought to herself, and slipped out into the corridor to an awaiting Rose. ”So what are we thinking tonight?” she whispered, then added, ”Lumos!”tagged: Rose Minerva Weasley
wearing: click!
notes: yummy
lyrics: we are one from the lion king II
credit: LAVIEBOHEME @ caution 2.o
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Post by ROSE MINERVA WEASLEY on Apr 29, 2012 4:57:49 GMT -5
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start a fire tag: rora! Words: 225. outfit: this notes: bffls! Earlier on in the day, Rose had Quidditch practice. She worked her team hard and now she was hungry. She ate a light dinner before training, but now all her energy was spent and she was hungry. So she decided to go off to the kitchens. The kitchens were quite far from her common room, but the Hufflepuff common room wasn't too far. And who was in Hufflepuff? Cora. Cora was awesome and wouldn't mind meeting her for a supper. Even if it was the middle of the night. Okay, it wasn't that late. She sent a quick letter to Cora, waited barely ten minutes for her positive reply. Rose smiled, before slipping her shoes on. She cast a Disillusionment spell on herself, before running down the stairs, taking the most direct route. The staircases were behaving themselves and Rose didn't get lost or had to take any longer routes. She had barely arrived in the dungeons, made herself visible again, before Cora showed up. “Cora!” Rose beamed, a little breathless from her midnight run. “I'm starving. I just want a little of everything.” Rose said, before Cora lit up her wand. “Maybe we can convince the house elves to cook us dinner again.” She grinned at Cora, before slipping her hand around Cora's arm. She led the way to the kitchens, tickling the pear.
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Post by cora on Apr 30, 2012 19:34:06 GMT -5
  
Cora was glad she'd given Rose enough time to get from the seventh floor to the dungeons. She didn't want to wait out in the corridor and potentially run into a teacher. Prefects weren't allowed to dress out of their Hogwarts uniforms, and Cora most definitely was not in Hogwarts uniforms, since she was wearing short pajama shorts and tanktop. She smiled at her best friend.
Cora laughed, but not too loud. The pictures would alert a teacher if they were woken up. They always did, which Cora had seen happen a few years ago, because she'd been told to go along as a prefect. She'd never been caught yet, however. But she knew that Rose had had an intense practice after dinner. All of Rose's practices were intense. So were Cora's, but the Hufflepuffs always had the pitch before dinner, which made her happy, because she was always starving by the end of the practice and going to dinner was great. "I bet if we're really sweet, they will. They did last time didn't they?"
[/color] she said, as Rose tickled the pear. They entered the kitchen, and Cora waved to all the elves, especially her favorite elf, Bits. [/blockquote][/blockquote] ==============[/size][/center] tagged: Rose Minerva Weasley
wearing: click!
notes: yes, Cora has a favorite elf.
lyrics: we are one from the lion king II
credit: LAVIEBOHEME @ caution 2.o
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Post by ROSE MINERVA WEASLEY on May 5, 2012 7:01:43 GMT -5
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start a fire tag: rora! Words: 224. outfit: this notes: awe. “I'm always sweet, Cora. Don't know what you're talking about.” Rose said, shaking her head before entering the kitchens. Now Cora had a favourite house elf, but Rose... Rose just liked all of them. Any child of Hermione Granger disliking house elves? That wasn't going to happen. At least, she hoped it never would. Rose was going to be teaching her children whatever her mother had taught her. Hugo and her grew up perfectly well, she thought. “Hey guys. Could I have dinner? Kinda didn't eat much because I had to go practice Quidditch after that.” Rose said, smiling sweetly at them. Not too sweetly that it was fake, because that wasn't her way. “And... something nice for Cora too, for coming to meet me despite being a Prefect.” She punched her friend lightly in the arm. Both her parents were Prefects during their time at Hogwarts. Rose was not following that trend, obviously. But hey, she made it as Quidditch Captain. She had barely thanked the house elves before they went away, nodding their head and chattering amongst themselves. “How was your day? I know I just asked you that a few hours ago, but you know, things might have changed since then. Some boy might have kissed you, you might have declared your feelings for someone. Gotten into a fight... you know?”
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