Spill The Pumpkin Juice! Open Closed

RP: Open to anyone!

The morning was cold, and damp with the frozen morning dew. Donnovan had awoken early this morning for he had a long, tiring day ahead, full of five foot long scrolls of parchment's worth of words, and hours of reading old, musty, leather bound textbooks. He slipped out of yellow, gold comforters, and into his most comfortable slippers. He headed to the boy's lavatory to change into his uniform and robes to start off the day. He whipped out his toothbrush, and squeezed on some of his Peper-Imp flavored paste. After two minutes of fresh and delicious brushing, he headed down to the great hall early with some of the the other early birds from his house. 

The tables shone and glistened as they found their seats at the glazed, wooden Hufflepuff table. The hall became buzzing with noise and excitement as the rest of the school filled the seats of hall. Soon enough, the tables were crowded, and clustered with every breakfast food Donny could think of! Fried eggs, tomatoes, potatoes, mushrooms, bangers, and of course bacon. The pastries were hot, and glazed with all sorts of sugars and cinnamon. Once the glasses and goblets appeared, Donny gleefully poured his pumpkin juice, and before he knew it, he'd had a tasty mustache. Flavored burst in his mouth as he took huge forkfuls of fried eggs and toast. For him, breakfast was a time to cherish in his routine, but to some people, it was a time to socialize, and get the latest gossip about The Daily Prophet and Witch Weekly. The girls cooed over moving pictures of attractive wizards with white smiles, and silk robes.

"So, whats the latest, if you don't mind me asking?" Donny asked the student across from him. The student looked around, as if they didn't know who was speaking, until they found their focus on Donny.        

“It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.” - Albus percival wulfric brian dumbledore “The ones who love us never really leave us, you
can always find them in here.” - Sirius black
Strength: 6, Agility: 10, Control: 8, Stamina: 6
Spill The Pumpkin Juice! Open Closed
When Lavinia woke up that morning she felt a great weight lifted off her shoulders when she remembered that she had finished all of the homework last night. She got out of bed excited for a yummy breakfast and got dressed then quickly made her way to the great hall. She took her usual seat next to the Hufflepuff table and waited for the mail to come and the food to be set out.

Then the owls came and an owl stopped right in front of her and she gave it a skittle as it gave her a newspaper. Finally the food arrived and she started digging in to the pasties and was drinking pumpkin juice. As she was eating she heard "So, whats the latest, if you don't mind me asking?" Lavinia in the middle of devouring her egg turned around and looked until she found out who was talking to her. She said "Hi I don’t mind, the Witch Weekly say that there is a wizard who has invented this new spell that makes you stand on your hands and he did not invent a counter curse so he is stuck in St. Mungos waiting for someone to figure him out"

Lavinia Cloven
Irina Afanasyeva
| STA: 10 | EVA: 18 | STR: 7 | WIS: 8 | ARCP: 6 | ACC: 29 |
Foulplay, Interception, Evasive Maneuvers, Keen Eye, and Muggle Condition
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