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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 2:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 3:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 3:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 3:12 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 3:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 4:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 4:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 5:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 5:38 pm
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Man, I feel fun in this dress, Charlotte thought as she timidly stepped into the Great Hall, gentle tapping her bun checking that the only bit of pink on her was still in it place. Sighing, she nervously brushed at her blue dress and then picked at invisible dust one her blue midnight blue robes. Once her hands were done with that, they nervously went to making sure her perma-rose was still in her curly bun. I just need to relax. Thats right...deep, even, breathes, she thought as she took one. Everything was just fine, she looked nice, everything was neat, she had done all her work the night before. Everything was just fine. She glanced around and noticed that Nott was standing there and that there were other...who were less formal. Meaning, I didn't need to get dressed up, she thought sourly. Then gave her head a little shake, letting the strands on either side of her face tickle her. No it is okay. Formal is nice...gah! I wish I could go the library instead of being here. Who needs this holiday outside of couples, adults, and gushy preppy overly cheery teenage girls. ___________________*___________________{{}{Springy 10 1/2 inch, Birch wood with a core of Jobberknoll feather}{}}
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Posted: Sun Feb 13, 2011 5:59 pm
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