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Post by evelyn pritchard on Aug 24, 2009 16:06:08 GMT
evelyn pritchard had been quite bored, to say the least. seated in history of magic, se had begun to fold a piece of parchment into a paper airplane, after scribbling down a greeting. As she threw the plane, she got a small papercut, leaving one edge of the aircraft stained in blood. the enchanted flight landed on one's desk, halfway across the room.
oh dear ,
i'm afriad i'm quite bored. how
are you holding up? well enough?
i hope. mm. i'm evelyn. if you're
not smart enough to know who i
am i'm a sixth year slytherin, but
not a fool like the rest. thank you,
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Post by adaya jarrell on Aug 25, 2009 15:52:50 GMT
adaya was nearly dying of boredom, listening to binns drone on and on when a paper plane landed on her desk. she opened it up, read the message and after deciding that there was nothing else to do took some spare parchment of her own and wrote a message. adaya folded it into a paper swan and sent it across the room, back to the person who'd sent her the message to begin with.[/size] to evie,
hope you don't mind me calling you evie - that's what you signed your letter with so i suppose it's ok. i am barely holding up right now - to say history of magic is boring is a complete and utter understatement. in a second i'm going to conjure up dancing bears or something simply to amuse myself. by the way, i noticed there's some blood on the paper airplane - i hope it's just a paper cut and not you bleeding to death.
i'm adaya jarrell, if you don't already know. sixth year ravenclaw and i don't give a damn what house you're in.
adaya [/size][/color]
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