To All of my RPGs and tumblr friends. Something’s come up, loves. I can’t RP for awhile. Please feel free to unfollow my characters. I don’t know when I will be able to return to RP. I am so sorry to all of you who shared active plots with me. I loved writing with all of you.
(Source: writingkeepsmesane)
Moira & Harry || In the Halls
“Yes, there have been more Slytherins out. I would be happier about that if I wasn’t completely shunned now.” She rolled her eyes slightly and shook her head.
“Shunned? Whatever— Oh.. right…” Harry gave her a slight smile. “Well, yes. I can see how that can be quite awful for you.”
She laughed lightly. “Yes, it was bearable until Draco dropped me. Now the other housemates see no reason to tolerate my ‘treason’ as they call it.”
“I thought you and Malfoy got on well?”
Moira & Harry || In the Halls
“Yes, there have been more Slytherins out. I would be happier about that if I wasn’t completely shunned now.” She rolled her eyes slightly and shook her head.
“Shunned? Whatever— Oh.. right…” Harry gave her a slight smile. “Well, yes. I can see how that can be quite awful for you.”
(Source: moiracuvette)
Moira & Harry || In the Halls
She sighed and nodded. “The same. Thank goodness this is our last year.”
“Seems everyone’s incredibly busy. I never see my mates. Lots of Slytherins though. It’s not necessarily a bad thing, I suppose.”
(Source: moiracuvette)
Open Para
Moira trudged her way to Potions, already having a horrid day. Neville was ill and wouldn’t be in class that day. Draco hated her and she hadn’t spoken to him since the flying lesson. And Blaise was nowhere to be found. She felt alone as she passed through corridors, and it was one of her least favorite feelings.
“Hi, Moira,” Harry greeted as he passed her in the hall.
She looked up at the sound of a voice and smiled. “Oh, hello Harry. How are you, love?”
He smiled. “I’m alright. Busy with schoolwork. And you?”
Open Para
Moira trudged her way to Potions, already having a horrid day. Neville was ill and wouldn’t be in class that day. Draco hated her and she hadn’t spoken to him since the flying lesson. And Blaise was nowhere to be found. She felt alone as she passed through corridors, and it was one of her least favorite feelings.
“Hi, Moira,” Harry greeted as he passed her in the hall.
ooc: sorry haven’t been on. just started a new class. start paras with either malfoy or potter in their submits and I’ll reblog! Cheers! ~a
p.s. welcome, Terry!
About me
Harry James Potter7th Year Gryffindor
Seeker
The Chosen One
