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Post by Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy on Sept 11, 2016 1:24:43 GMT
Why not?
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Post by Victoire Weasley on Sept 11, 2016 1:29:12 GMT
It was not a pleasant experience, for anyone involved. Voldemort returned due to that tournament, Cedric Diggory died, and besides, my mother came in last place.
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Post by Rose Granger-Weasley on Sept 11, 2016 1:32:05 GMT
*Goes back to looking out the window*
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Post by Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy on Sept 11, 2016 1:32:39 GMT
Oh right. That was awful.
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Post by Victoire Weasley on Sept 11, 2016 1:34:33 GMT
Rose, you have been very quiet. Is something troubling you?
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Post by Rose Granger-Weasley on Sept 11, 2016 1:37:02 GMT
No, I'm fine *Continues looking out the window*
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Post by Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy on Sept 11, 2016 1:43:53 GMT
*looks at Rose*
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Post by Victoire Weasley on Sept 11, 2016 1:48:44 GMT
If you say so. *looks out the window as well* I cannot believe it is my last time going to Hogwarts for the start of term.
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Post by Rose Granger-Weasley on Sept 11, 2016 1:52:19 GMT
I bet your relieved in a way though that it's your last year
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Post by Victoire Weasley on Sept 11, 2016 1:54:48 GMT
Well, once I have completed school, I will have more time with Teddy. *chuckles* To think, he fancied me all these years, but only told me this summer.
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Post by Rose Granger-Weasley on Sept 11, 2016 1:56:09 GMT
He never told you until this summer?
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Post by Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy on Sept 11, 2016 1:57:43 GMT
*scrunches his nose, then looks at Rose's red hair and thinks: How could a girl have such nice hair?*
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Post by Victoire Weasley on Sept 11, 2016 2:03:15 GMT
No, he says he didn't think someone like me could ever love the orphan son of a werewolf. He was very wrong, of course, I've fancied him since I was in third year.
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Post by Rose Granger-Weasley on Sept 11, 2016 2:04:47 GMT
I'm glad things are going well for you two. Did you two do anything over the summer?
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Post by Victoire Weasley on Sept 11, 2016 2:13:32 GMT
*studies her fingernails* Oh, we eloped.
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