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gardenmod ([info]gardenmod) wrote in [info]thegarden,
@ 2009-07-24 14:14:00


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Who: Everyone
Where: Platform 9 3/4
When: September 1st, 1942


It was a dreary day, which was rather unfortunate since everyone seemed to be proper chuffed to be going back to school. All the students were milling around the Hogwarts Express, saying good by to their families and siblings, hoping they made it out of London safely. The attacks had seemed to stop, or at least platform 9 3/4 had enchantments against it for the safety of the students.

The train whistled loudly and all the students said their final goodbyes, hoping to see their families again soon. When everyone was on the train, it began to leave, a turret of smoke billowing up in the sky behind it as it gathered speed.


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[info]oscarb
2009-08-01 09:45 am UTC (link)
Oscar found himself frowning; his brows furrowed in confusion as he tried to decipher something. He had to say though, he hadn't gotten the mysterious vibe from him at any point in their very close to non-existent relationship as fellow students. Then again, Oscar knew only too well that he wasn't the best at figuring out people and their signs. Why couldn't everybody just be straight forward?

"Well, why would you bother going on an outing with him?" he asked her, genuinely confused, "I mean, if you barely know him."

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[info]mcgoogles
2009-08-01 09:49 am UTC (link)
Minnie blinked. "Well, because it annoyed Alfred," she said, as if it were obvious. "And I suppose I don't barely know him, I mean, we're friendly enough. I just meant that he has that sort of air about him where you can't really tell if he means what he says to you, and all that." Also, she hadn't wanted to venture into Diagon Alley alone. It was dangerous and scary and she could have really gotten hurt.

"And I suppose I didn't want to go into Diagon Alley alone, and Alfred was being insufferable and there's no way Olive would have come. He accepted my invitation, so we went."

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[info]oscarb
2009-08-01 10:02 am UTC (link)
Oscar was puzzled yet again. He really didn't understand the complex minds of people his own age. Perhaps it was just girls that he couldn't understand and from what he'd gathered, that was pretty normal for a young man of his own age. He felt slightly more easy.

"But why would you wish to annoy your friend?" he asked her, his head cocked subconsciously at her. It had seemed as though he had ignored her actual answer, but that wasn't true, he just had nothing of decency or interest to reply to it with. He wasn't a fan of starting up talk of the war, it happened far too often and it was so tedious.

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