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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2007 10:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2007 8:41 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2007 5:23 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 07, 2007 7:43 am
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"Of course Gilderoy, just be aware, I expect your essay to be of the best quality of this period."
Gilderoy smiled brightly at Professor McGonagall. "Of course Professor. I would not hand in any work that is less. Gilderoy Lockhart is only associated with the best quailty." Gilderoy bowed slightly toward Professor McGonagall before turning to face his classmates. " Please do not let my absence deter any of you from also completeing work of the best quality. I shall return shortly." Gilderoy gave a deeper bow to his classmates, then sauntered toward the door. He paused with his hand on the door to turn and give Professor McGonagall one last cheery wave before exiting the classroom.
Once outside the classroom, Gilderoy leaned against the wall with his hands on his knees, thoroughly reliefed to no longer be in class. His hair fell forward over his face, catching the little light streaming through the windows of the hallway. Brisk footsteps alerted him to someones presense in the hallway, heading in his direction. Slowly, he raised himself back into a standing position, removing one hand off his knee to brush his hair away from his face. Gilderoy adorned his trademark smile as the student in the hallway came closer. The said student kept walking, paying Gilderoy no attention. Gilderoy pouted, confused at what had just taken place. How could he have been passed up like some unfortunately disfigured student instead of acknowledged as the radiant student that he is? He glared slightly at the back of the retreating student, before going in the opposite direction. McGonagall probably didn't really expect him to return, so the Grand Hall would be a nice change of scenery. Not to mention many of his fans would be present and might help explain to him what had just occurred. He marched toward the Grand Hall, ready to be fawned over and pampered.
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Odette had apparently spaced out for far too long. She hastily set her paper on the professor's desk and handed the quill to the red-headed Gryffindor. "Ah, I'm sorry. It seems to have, er, broken," she apologized quickly. She excused herself and walked brusquely towards the exit, half-empty bag in tow.
She stuffed the final belongings into her bag, but as she looked around there was no sight of Lynna anywhere. Crap.
grrrrowwwwwll
...Uhm, I'd better get to lunch before Muggle Studies. As she half-ran to the Great Hall, she heard resounding footsteps behind her. The golden-haired boy trotted in a sort of strut, proudly and with an air of arrogance. Suppressing a snicker, she fastwalked to the Great Hall and basically devoured her lunch.
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