Nikki, you know you're going to the ball with me, right?

Guess who's birthday is in three days?

You'll never figure it out.

I think I'm sick.

My nose is stuffed up, I can't stop coughing, and my throat hurts.

Yep, I'm sick.

Nikki.

I miss you.

And I have something for you.

Come see me?

Seth stared as a young girl who couldn't have been more than twelve walked pasted him. She seemed to have a tail protruding from the back of her skirt, though Seth couldn't tell whether it was real or not. It was hanging limply and seemed to have been attached some how rather than an actual part of her body.

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I was going to say something and then I forgot it.

Hm, oh well.

Anyone want to do something?

This whole thing about rats running rampant in the castle's a bit amusing.

You know what could help fix that? Snakes. Big ones.

'Tis a shame Delilah's so small.

Seth sat at the Ravenclaw table, being one of the only people who occupied the Great Hall at that hour. It was nearly curfew, though he wasn't paying any attention to the time. In front of him was his Transfiguration book and a peice of parchment covered with doodles and drawings ( Read more... )

Seth slowly swaggered out of his dormitory with a look of content on his face. Things were going well. Very well.

Making his way down to the common room, he neared the entrance and pushed open the portrait. Nikki wasn't there yet, so he waited.

Seth grinned as he watched the last owl soar out of the window. Boredom tended to make him do crazy things, such as ask a silly question about roses and then send some out. Of course, it could also be seen as charming and sweet, but either way, it amused Seth ( Read more... )