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Post by PORTIA INEZ DOLLINGER on Jun 1, 2012 10:40:56 GMT -5
Portia had been quiet. She had been well behaved. She had been trying to get her head down for OWLs and in all honesty it was killing her. Good and well behaved were not traits that sat well with her. She was constantly curious and wanting to do things. Exams, even her OWLs, stood to no importance to her. Of course, her parents would like her to focus but every time she tried she got very distracted.
For example now, Portia was sitting on the couch, legs dangling over the arm of the chair, wondering where Logan was. She let out a sigh and leaned back so that she was laying down. Nez pulled the cap she was wearing, down, so that it was covering her eyes. Maybe if she took a quick nap now she would wake up and have new motivation to go find Logan or someone who could keep her entertained.
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Post by jack on Jun 3, 2012 1:54:37 GMT -5
There was nothing like walking into his own common room and seeing someone asleep. Come on? Did that not say bulls-eye? Alright, so usually the younger students (like way younger) were the ones to get hazed in their sleeping forms, but this was almost too good to be true. Little Nez was on her own, no friends to fend for her, could she not just take the few steps that led up to her dormitory and take a nap? No, she just had to choose to snooze right there. Which really was perfectly fine with Ben, because it gave him time to pull a little on her.
Alright, to be honest, he knew he was probably the worst pranker in the history of Hogwarts, but he tried, which was half the fun. Slipping up to his own room, grabbing one of his favorite jokes from the Weasley's shop, he took his time going back to the common room, not only allowing his conscious to agree to be guilt free, but giving the fifth year time to wake up, not that what he was about to do would kill her or anything. At least, he didn't think it would.
As he inched quietly closer, he realized she was still there, in the same position, which only gave him the good-to-go. Pulling the plug on a little ball in his hand, he gently set it down on the floor beside her, stepping back and plastering himself against one wall while started swirling, whizzing, and whipping about before glitter started to shoot out with an over-bearing booming noise...
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Post by PORTIA INEZ DOLLINGER on Jun 3, 2012 15:21:15 GMT -5
Sleep had come over her surprisingly easily. Maybe it was the lack of coffee in her system these days. Nez had decided that maybe she should kick the habit before there was a permanent IV drip with coffee needed for. A nap could also be quite refreshing and she needed to be refreshed and revitalised. If Logan didn’t appear she would find Dylan. Her older sister was usually up for a bit of fun and trouble, well more so than Astrid was.
The Gryffindor was delving into a deeper sleep. Portia could not hear the faintest of sounds around her. That was until the booming noise in the common room broke through and made her wake with a start. Nez knocked the cap off her head and almost fell off the sofa as she groped for her wand. She was up off the sofa with slightly unsteady feet whilst the glitter was raining down on her making her fuzzy eye sight not much better.
When Nez finally got her bearing she pointed her wand at the little ball of mess and silenced it before looking across the room with narrowed eyes. ”Now now Benjamin. You’re a prefect. That’s not very prefect like of you.” Nez said making her way slowly towards him. She couldn’t decide fully if she wanted to hurt him or not yet. Her heart was still thumping in her chest from the shock of being woken in the unfriendly manner.
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