On yon drear and rigid bier low lies thy love, Lenore!

Lauryn Woodlock

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OOC First Name
Alex
Blood Status
Half Blood
Relationship Status
Single
Sexual Orientation
Rainbows & Heart
Wand
Curved 10 Inch Flexible Blackthorn Wand with Essence of Belladonna Core
Age
(06/10/2033)
*title from Edgar Allan Poe's poem 'Lenore'

After changing into another clothes, Lauryn was ready for her first deliver that afternoon. She wanted to finish everything before the dance starts. The Hufflepuff girl took a random rose from her basket and read the name. She wanted to think that the person is in the right house she was thinking because she didn't want to screw things up and the deliveries will be late. So, after some time of thinking, Lauryn went to the Great Hall to meet her recipient. The Gryffindor table was awesome and all but her house was more mildly obedient. "Lenore? Anyone had seen Lenore Harvelle?" She quietly asked the people sitting there.
 
Len hadn't expected any roses, she wasn't special or had many friends. The people that she liked probably didn't even know she existed. She was eating a sandwich and then she heard her name. She stood up and let her sandwich be and walked to the girl. ''Yes, that is me'' Len muttered and looked at the rose that was currently in the hand of the girl. She hoped it was a nice note and note from that Charlotte or Lucinda.
 

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