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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Oct 22, 2005 15:38:53 GMT -5
Pansy streched out wit her noise in a book. She normally didn't like reading but this was a good book and she couldn't put it down. She yawned and her hansome calico cat curled up next to her. " Oh, hello Mr." She said talking to her cat. He looked up at her with his big brown eyes. "Why are you wasting your time down here?" She asked the cat. " You could be doing something productice, like attacking Joey. " Pansy told him. He tilted his head in confustion as if to protest. " Now don't look at me like that!" Pansy said sturnly shaking a finger at the cat. "Go get Joey!" Pansy yelled and the calico cat jumped up and trotted off.
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Post by Speely on Oct 26, 2005 5:35:53 GMT -5
"AAAH!!!!!!!!!! Get this cat off of me help me somebody!" Speely could feel the blood starting to flow. "Help me somebody!"
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Oct 26, 2005 14:14:15 GMT -5
Pansy jumped up throwing her book aside to see Sabber attcking Speely. "NO SABBER! BAD SABBER BAD! GET THE UGLY ONE NOT HER! GET JOEY, BAD SABBER BAD!" Pansy yelled, but her cat seemed to be ignoring her. She took out her wand "Windgardium Leviosa" she whispered and her cat floated over to her. "Are you alright?" Pansy asked. She liked Speely partly because she wasn't friends with Joey and partly because Joey didn't like her. She had seen how mean Joey was to her and she was sure Speely didn't like Joey much anymore, she wouldn't. Well actually there wouldn't be a Joey if it was her.
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Post by Speely on Oct 27, 2005 18:47:02 GMT -5
"Yes, I'm okay. Just a few bruises. Nice cat. Let's go see what Joey thinks!" Speely laughed.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Oct 27, 2005 18:54:29 GMT -5
"Yeah I hope he finds Joey!!" Pansy said picking the cat up and giving him a little push toward the Ravenclaw common room hoping Joey would be in there."Sabber will smell him eventually, i wonder when the last time he took a bath was!" Pansy contiued
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Post by Speely on Oct 27, 2005 19:00:19 GMT -5
"When he was 3. That's when his mom died." Speely suddenly looked up. "How did I know that? I was probably just making it up...."
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Oct 27, 2005 19:05:11 GMT -5
"Mmmm, maybe your sycick." Pansy suggested. "MAybe that's why he is so crazy!" Pansy said sudden'y. " He wasn't raised properly, I just always thought he was mental or like got dropped on his head when he was a baby because his parents wanted him to die." Pansy said like it was a normal thing to talk about in a conversation.
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Post by Speely on Oct 27, 2005 19:22:20 GMT -5
"No, his parents left. I think."
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Oct 27, 2005 19:24:34 GMT -5
"Oh, I heard their dad was like phyco and he died and there mom left them on the streets." Pansy said
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Post by Speely on Oct 27, 2005 19:29:55 GMT -5
"Who knows."
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Oct 27, 2005 19:33:28 GMT -5
"Who WANTS to know!" PAnsy said. Although she was slightly interested in the strange, twisted , and demonted children's past.
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Post by Mark Berry on Oct 27, 2005 22:10:33 GMT -5
Mark came inn. "Hello Speely". Mark said with a smile. "Hi Pansy" Mark said not excited he didn't like her one bit from the moment she got off the train to hogwarts.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Oct 27, 2005 22:22:17 GMT -5
Pansy looked up at Mark with a look of disguist. "What do you want?" She spat out.
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Post by Mark Berry on Oct 28, 2005 16:13:13 GMT -5
"Nuttin so shuttup!" Mark teased. "Look at the little baby!" He siad.
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Post by Speely on Oct 28, 2005 16:57:21 GMT -5
"Umm...."
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