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St.Owl sat in a compartment by herself, reading a copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, trying to ignore the butterfiles flapping around in her stomach. Yet again, she pulled out the letter with the crumpled Hogwarts seal and read the acceptance letter fondly. A real, true, for-sure invitation to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!
She clutched it close to her chest and sighed, like some girls do with love letters. She pinched herself yet again, just to make absolutely positive she wasn't dreaming.
It hurt.
She wasn't dreaming.
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So! CBers at Hogwarts! I can't wait to find how much trouble we'll be causing! I will be the only one writing; just sign up below and I'll add you to the story!
submitted by St.Owl, age Recarnated, Everywhere
(August 23, 2015 - 6:25 pm)
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(October 7, 2015 - 4:41 pm)
I am a... Girl!
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(October 8, 2015 - 2:42 pm)
Tooooooooooooop!!!
Where are you St.Owl??????!!!!!!!!!
(October 8, 2015 - 4:13 pm)
Can I join?
(October 8, 2015 - 4:46 pm)
Yes I did turn 13 but let's ignore that fact and pretend I'm 12...
(October 8, 2015 - 4:51 pm)
Oh sorry I didn't see that it was started... IGNORE ALL MY POSTS!!
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TopTopTopToTheTipityTop!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I always liked alliteration...
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TopTopTopToTheTipityTop TipTipTipToTheTopityTip!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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(October 14, 2015 - 4:55 pm)
Sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysooooooorrrrryyyy! I'm such a scatterbrain! But here's the next post!
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Dragonrider tried to stroll confidently out but instead found herself running at top speed, holding back a scream.
"What-" St.Owl tried to ask, but Dragonrider cut her off in a panicky way, "I'm never going back in there. Never. Don't even suggest it."
"What happened?" St.Owl tried again.
Dragonrider slung a leg over her dragon, of whom she seemed to have adjusted to quite quickly. "It's a room full of loonies! You've led me to some sort of asylum!"
"What happened?" St.Owl demanded for the third time.
"Sypro, I think that dragon's name was, spotted me in the corner," said Dragonrider, succumbing, "and then they started throwing pies at me. Flaming Brussels sprouts pies. Not one of them hit me, but..." She waved her hands uselessly. "We're leaving."
Once they were at a safe distance, St.Owl asked another question. "Did you find anything out?"
"A girl with golden curly hair called another girl Feather, and Feather called that girl Wildflower," said Dragonrider, a little shakily, "and they started talking about Chatterboxers and how they had been alerted of the Alter Ego Prescence and they must be seperated before AE World is gone for good."
"That made no sense," St.Owl said.
"You're telling me," said Dragonrider, rolling her eyes. "Then they said that you've already discovered your true identity and the others won't be long in coming, and when they all do, the Alter Egos must be prepared to make a stand. Then Wildflower quoted something and said, 'But we aren't ready. They're all crazy.' And Feather said, 'We may need to call people from the Outside.'"
"The Outside?"
"No idea," Dragonrider said calmly. "Oh, hey, look. Hogwarts."
The flight had been surprisingly short. They touched down.
"Gotcha."
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