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Iris Conway-Madley ([info]madleyinlove) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2009-03-23 15:27:00


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Who: Gryffindor 7th Year Girls!!!! Please please please, the flower patch needs to work it out *snaps for emphasis*
Where: Their room
What: Job letters and girly gossip and funnnnnn!

Iris was sitting on her bed, staring at the letter awkwardly. She had been waiting for this day since she was five bloody years old and now that she finally had the damn thing, she was too chicken to open it. What the hell kind of a Gryffindor was she, anyway?! She let out a deep breath as she flipped the envelope over to look at the seal. Oh, it was so perfect and just--she could do this! She could open the letter and look and everything would be fine, even if she didn't get the job offer.

Besides, wouldn't it be worse to get it but then NOT because of her N.E.W.T. results??? Yes, that would be much more horrid than not getting it at all, she decided. Maybe she would just let the letter sit unopened until July when she got the results back. She was about to get up to tuck the letter away when she heard the room door fly open and hit the wall with a loud thud. She jumped and let out a yelp, thrusting the letter awkwardly under her bed sheets. "OH! HI! HOW ARE YOU!" she said loudly, trying to play it off but failing horribly. Smoooooooooth.


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[info]notmistletoe
2009-03-24 05:18 am UTC (link)
"What?" Holly bounded half the room in two seconds, coming to a stuttering halt in front of Iris. She nearly toppled over onto her bed, but waving her arms around like a windmill saved her at the last second.

"What d'you mean youhaventopenedityet?!" Her eyes darted around, searching for the elusive piece of paper. Was it hiding behind her back? Under her bed? Maybe in her bookbag? "You've got to! C'mon!

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