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r_jakobson

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Aug 03, 2011 19:43

Who eats candy in the library, all my quills are sticky with this sugar, this is unacceptable.

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harryjpotter August 8 2011, 13:05:15 UTC

I don't think sugar quills are actually intended to be used for writing.

r_jakobson August 8 2011, 15:07:20 UTC

Not the sugar quills, do you think I am stupid. The writing quills are covered in sugar! It is obvious that someone is eating candy on my table in the library, and it is imperative that I discover the culprit, do you see, because this is very serious issue!

harryjpotter August 8 2011, 15:12:10 UTC

I think there might be more important things to worry about, but I guess everyone has their own priorities.

r_jakobson August 8 2011, 15:13:14 UTC

If society cannot deal with simple matter of candy in library then I have no hope for anything more important.

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devil_cupcakes August 10 2011, 05:21:35 UTC

Susan slowly sneaks out of the library, bag full of candy wrappers.

_draco_m_ August 11 2011, 04:42:33 UTC

Draco was somewhere in the dungeons, when he turned in front of a portrait.

Basil?

Mr. Fronsac grunted in his sleep, opening a bleary eye.

"Libraries Liberate," he said purposefully, come on!

He gave the wall underneath the portrait a quick kick, and the portrait swung open. He went through only to notice Susan coming out of the Library as the portrait closed behind him. He noticed her strange energy and caught up with her, possibly catching her by surprise.

Strange to see you creeping about.

Some kind of smirk there.

devil_cupcakes August 11 2011, 23:05:23 UTC

Draco's comment cause Susan to jump.

"Oh, just exploring, you know." The sugar high had hit and she was a bit jumpy, and now nervous.

"Hey, who knew about this way to the library, right?" Susan attempted to hurry past Draco.

_draco_m_ August 11 2011, 23:39:12 UTC

I did. He said flatly, but smirked in spite of himself. He quickly bent and plucked a green spellophane candy wrapper off of the floor; one of a few that had fallen out of her bag.

His gaze locked in on her House tie, the yellow and black catching his eye, and he subdued the urge to gag. It wasn't exactly his idea of fun to socialize with Hufflepuffs, but this one.. there was something to be gained with this one..
But not today.

He offered a slick smile to her retreating form as she rushed by.