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Merope made her way nervously to the Slytherin common room. She already had a roommate, so there was a feeling of being wanted that helped in how unsettled she was. Slytherin. She had made it, finally. Hogwarts was so big, bigger than any place she'd ever been before, even when Tom had taken her to the theatre. She would have to try very hard not to get lost.
Stepping into the common room, she looked around for Tom, or even Minerva, who had been so kind to her earlier.
Merope made her way nervously to the Slytherin common room. She already had a roommate, so there was a feeling of being wanted that helped in how unsettled she was. Slytherin. She had made it, finally. Hogwarts was so big, bigger than any place she'd ever been before, even when Tom had taken her to the theatre. She would have to try very hard not to get lost.
Stepping into the common room, she looked around for Tom, or even Minerva, who had been so kind to her earlier.
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Date: 2006-03-06 01:52 am (UTC)I.. sent you an owl. *speaking very quietly, very timidly, not knowing what Severus is like exactly* I'm eager to join your class if you'll have me.
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Date: 2006-03-06 05:05 am (UTC)It's not much but it's home. For now. *looks at the illusion of Ginny's whatnot* Pity it's not real. I could've just transfigured it from that.
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Date: 2006-03-06 05:09 am (UTC)Think you could grab up some uniforms for her? I'm sure the House Elves have plenty in stock.
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Date: 2006-03-06 06:08 am (UTC)Oh... Thank you.
*very kind smile to Severus*
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Date: 2006-03-06 06:17 am (UTC)Please, sir.
*still clinging to Tom's hand*
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Date: 2006-03-06 06:24 am (UTC)*not sure what she needs exactly so just..waits*
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Date: 2006-03-06 06:30 am (UTC)*eyes go wide at the food - never in a million years thought she could do something like that with magic and hopes to learn*
*moves over to the table, finally letting go of Tom's hand as he starts putting her clothes away, and starts to eat - looks at the butterbeer, sips*
Oh! This is really good. *smiles at Severus*