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Post by Professor H. Dark on Aug 25, 2005 17:05:48 GMT -5
Harley sat in her seat at the head table her head right in front of her plate of breakfast. The young woman groaned as she closed her eyes and yawned.
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Post by Professor Fronds on Aug 29, 2005 22:44:25 GMT -5
Bethany Fronds walked in a bright smile on her face a flower entwined around her wrist. She slid in a seat next to the Muggle Studies teacher.."Hello harley hard night?"
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