Axel had been having a lot of trouble finding this person. He'd asked around the Great Hall but it was pretty empty by then. He'd been out on the pitch and had asked after her there. With a sigh, Axel entered the arts room. He'd been here once or twice but didn't spend a ton of time here...
Axel didn't know Nikko at all, but he did know he was a quidditch player so he beelined for the pitch. There was a chance he wasn't going to find him there, for sure. But the small chance that he might kept his feet heading in that direction. There were people on brooms all around. Axel...
Axel was really getting into the flow of all of this. He was about halfway done, and this was pretty fun. Entering the student lounge, Axel took a bite from the snack he'd taken from the professor's office. He went up to a small group. "Any of you know a...Rosie Archer?" he asked as he...
Axel was feeling pretty embarrassed. It wasn't until today that he'd realized what the red roses really meant. He'd sent one himself because he thought they were for Gryffindors. Axel hoped the person who was sending the rose he was about to deliver hadn't made the same mistake. "Ummm are...
Axel didn't know who Blair was but after asking around a bit, he was pointed in this direction and told to look for a Hufflepuff. That wasn't too helpful because not everyone had their uniforms on out here. How else was he supposed to identify a Hufflepuff? Spotting a group of teenage girls...
Axel had passed the professor's office before but hadn't ever had a reason to go until now. He lifted his hand and rapped his knuckles against the door, bucket in hand. Hopefully the professor was nice. He figured he had to be since he was getting a rose.
Axel hadn't looked at all of the names on his list just yet. He'd recognized one immediately and headed off after not finding her in the Great Hall. Hoping he could find her easily enough, Axel left the loud room behind and began to look around the entrance hall which was far busier than it...
Poppy was starting to get tired. She somehow managed to forget how exhausting delivering roses was every time until her feet ached and she felt like she needed to nap for the rest of the week. She needed to push on to finish her deliveries, but sitting on a bench in the entrance hall seemed like...
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