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Post by Ginny Weasley on Dec 7, 2007 11:16:11 GMT
It was one minute to one in the morning and Ginny was walking along one of the school corridors, her chin up, her face straight, not caring about anything. She looked like she just knew one thing that moment and that would be she didn’t know anything. She was passing by the school clock when it struck one and she looked as though she hadn’t heard anything. We all know how loud the sound that clock makes and it is impossible not to react when it rung right to your ears. Something wasn’t right.
The huge double-doors of the school burst open and she came out, the chilly breeze of December was all over her but she didn’t shiver, she was still walking as though hypnotized by something invisible to the naked eye. Normally, if Ginny would sneak out, she tries to hide to avoid being caught but this time, she just didn’t care.
Ginny strolled on the grounds with no sense of direction her face still blank and her eyes shone in the moonlight. She was heading for the Whomping Willow, a tree that anyone in their right mind would not approach. Her steps ware steady, towards the Whomping Willow. The birds chirped, the frog croaked, the crickets made the orchestra complete. But tonight, the orchestra had a guest, the howls, the howls of the werewolves provided full orchestration that night.
WHACK!
The Whomping Willow just hit her on the belly and Ginny was finally snapped out of it. She had been sleep walking because she did one thing wrong: she drunk hot chocolate just before bedtime.
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Post by Hermione G & Letitia P on Dec 12, 2007 9:18:27 GMT
As per usual, Hermione and Letitia had been walking around, when they saw someone get hit by the Womping Willow, she backed away and hit them at the feet
((Got to go))
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Post by Ginny Weasley on Dec 12, 2007 9:26:28 GMT
Ginny was so snapped out of it by now. You getting hit by a whomping willow will surely lead you to be snapped out of anything. She just had a full swing at full blast on the stomach. It was so bad but things got worse, she was now hanging on the willow as it swayed the hell out of her all around.
Ginny screamed, awake more than ever, as she took a rather bumpy ride sponsored by the tree. Her screams added to the orchestration that night. I guess she was newer to the orchestra than the werewolves who enjoyed as they tried to match her ear-piercing, screams in the air.
Why did I drink the damned chocolate?!?!?!? Ginny frustratedly asked her self in her head. She knew what happens when she drink it and yet she did. That was really stupid.
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Post by Emma Harebore on Feb 2, 2008 0:18:44 GMT
Emma was sneaking past a window when she heard a scream pierce the night.
"Crap, not bloody werewolves again..." Emma stuck her head out the window. The Whomping Willow was waving. There was someone standing at the base, getting mauled, and two other people standing close by. Since she was on the second floor, Emma simply conjured a rope, tied it to a suit of armor, tossed it out the window and climbed down. She jogged to the Whomping Willow, where she found Letitia, Hermione, and-Ginny.
Ginny, the one girl Emma was most jealous of. But Ginny was still her friend, so Emma shouted to her.
"Ginny! What were you thinking?! I'm assuming you need help?!"
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