Gryffindors! I know there are many of you...

[maxwell_miller]

Still more frustrated than he should have been, Maxwell let his body drop onto his favorite chair in the common room. As soon as he felt the soft cushions around him, he began to relax. It was a wonderful feeling that caused Max to let out a long, loud sigh

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[xcallie]

(ooc: They're both Gryffs, so can I say they've met? Pwease? >.>)

"I don't really mind, myself. I need a break anyways." Callie replied, closing her book. Unread notes were squished messily between the pages.

[maxwell_miller]

"Oh, good," he said, giving another sigh of relief. The irony of this made him laugh.

[xcallie]

"What've you been up to while the rest of us unlucky ones have to study?" Callie asked with a smile, pushing her books away.

[maxwell_miller]

"Thinking of ways to score tickets to the Quiddich World Cup," he admitted.

"I find no solution other than murder and I do not want to go to Azkaban!"