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harried-potter.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2005-11-10 05:24 pm
In the halls, evening-ish, heading for room 303
Harry walks through the dorm halls, on his way to Sawyer. In his sleeve he has a suspiciously bottle-shaped lump, which if you ask him, he will claim is a severe case of camel-illness.
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conathon-mun. Feel free to stop Harry though, if you wanna))
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((*gasp* You rebel!))
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"Oh hey Harry," she said "where you off too with a bottle of booze?" She asked
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"Yeah, you're going to see him too. I'm sure he'll be happy to see you, it's good he has someone new to hang out with"
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"Harry! Hi!" she says pleasantly. "I - well, um - I wanted to thank you for everything you did for me yesterday at Aziraphale's. It really helped having yo- having someone there. That was really great of you."
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"Oh that's cool, I mean I didn't plan to go see him myself either, but yeah James's definitely the guy to go to for Jonathan hate, I'll just stay out of it I think."
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"Er, okay" Harry says, getting majorly confused by the entire Crowley-Kiki thing. "How was poetry class?"
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"Pretty nice. We were talking about some sonnets by an old Italian poet. We're discussing Shakespeare next week," Kiki is a little confused herself; hse is puzzled by Harry's use of the word "Demon" in describing Mr. Crowley. Sure, Mr. Aziraphale said Mr. Crowley wasn't exactly human but... demon? Never. Harry only used the word because he didn't much like Mr. Crowley. But Harry didn't really know Mr. Crowley - hadn't properly met him, of course. Kiki drops the line of thought. It's too tiring to ponder now. "We also get to write some of our own poetry for next class. More sonnets - not my favorite, but not awful, I guess."
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"Oh, writing your own sonnet? That seems hard -i couldn't do it. They're...poem kinda things, right?" Harry has never really been into literature. "Shakespeare i know. He was with the plays and stuff, i believe?"
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"Yeah, it's a form of poetry - it'll be a little tricky doing the whole iambic pentameter and rhyme-scheme thing, but I've got a whole week to work on it. Shakespeare wrote a lot of them - in addition to all the plays. And stuff," Kiki giggles a little.
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Sawyer is at his computer, he doesn't sit there much but when the boredness actually gets to him, he uses it to it's best. After a while at the computer he chose to lounge on his bed and read his brand new novel A Wrinkle In Time to pass the time.
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((One of my chars is in that class, you actually got me stressing now 0.o ))
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Harry and Paige arrive at Sawyers door, Harry knocks.
((Should we move this thread somewhere? Technically Harry and Paige are still in the hallway))
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Kiki colors bright pink. "Thanks, Harry," she says shyly. "I- um, well, I'd stay and talk longer, but I'm really exhausted. It's been a long day. Do you want to get together later - this weekend or something?"
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baaaad html-fu
((Either your journal or a new post in fhdorms, i guess, to keep things somewhat not-complicated))
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((Haha, it sounds actually really good :D And yes, Edward. He's not a really good poet :S))
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Kiki continues climbing the stairs up to her room, too tired to fly through her window as usual. She never even noticed the mysterious bottle-shaped lump!