Post by Maelogan Bletchley on Apr 1, 2008 16:12:57 GMT -5
Maelogan hummed to himself as he made his way down the Hogwarts corridor. He was an average guy, only standing at 5 ft and 10 inches tall. He's 16 years old. Yes, Like I said, he's average. His brown eyes looked around wildly as if he was waiting for someone to pop up behind him to scare him. He sighed with relief after standing in the hallway for a few moments, looking like an idiot looking around wildly.
He brushed back a piece of his hair and he moved on, humming the Batman theme song, quickly switching to his favorite tune of all time, The Mission Impossible theme song. he doesn't know why he hums it, but he loves it. "dadadadadadadadadada Bat-MAAAAAAAAAAANN!!!" He sang quietly to himself, switching from the mission impossible song back to Batman song. That's how Maelogan is.
'Now, you may wonder to yourself, 'who is this Maelogan?' This Maelogan that I'm talking about is a zany, weird, random guy who is the son of Miles Bletchley and Millicent Bulstrode. He is a Slytherin boy, with a heart of gold. He doesn't care if he dances infront of people or just be himself infront of strangers. But his anger can scare even the meanest of people. That's Maelogan. Maelogan Bletchley.
"Ah shit! I'm not gonna make it to the front doors!" Maelogan thought to himself as he ran down the hallways of the school, hiding behind corners and looking wildly for any teachers wandering about. He was skipping class...again. Aha! Joking! It IS April Fool's Day today after all. Oh no.
Maelogan had already finished his classes for the day, and he was just trying to be entertaining for his own purposes. Many portraits looked at him weirdly as he sneaked about, none of them daring to make a sound to tell a teacher that Maelogan Bletchley was leaving the premises after school again. He heard a noise infront of him. His eyes widened and he heard the footsteps get closer and closer to him.
He panicked and then hid behind a metal knights in the hallway. Behind the knight's helmet, he peeked to see a fourth year Hufflepuff student walk away muttering something about having to write a 2 foot long essay for Potions. He grinned and then snickered. He made a mad dash to the Front Doors, pushing it open and ran down the stairs.
"Now this, is what I call a great day."
Maelogan muttered to himself with a grin, as he looked around at the ever blue sky, and no clouds in the sky. The grass was vividly green, and birds were chirping. Maelogan was the likeable boy, always getting along with everyone in the school, despite the house that he resides in. He looked around, trying to look for his friends. Who were his friends? Well, practically everyone. Maelogan pouted to himself and shoved his hands into his black tight skinny jeans and made his way down the path to the lake. He took out his overly huge and obnoxious white sunglasses from his small drawstring backpack and shoved them onto his face.
Maelogan grinned to himself and walked down to the lake, whistling to the tune of Wizards Will Never Hurt You by the band My Charmed Romance.
He brushed back a piece of his hair and he moved on, humming the Batman theme song, quickly switching to his favorite tune of all time, The Mission Impossible theme song. he doesn't know why he hums it, but he loves it. "dadadadadadadadadada Bat-MAAAAAAAAAAANN!!!" He sang quietly to himself, switching from the mission impossible song back to Batman song. That's how Maelogan is.
'Now, you may wonder to yourself, 'who is this Maelogan?' This Maelogan that I'm talking about is a zany, weird, random guy who is the son of Miles Bletchley and Millicent Bulstrode. He is a Slytherin boy, with a heart of gold. He doesn't care if he dances infront of people or just be himself infront of strangers. But his anger can scare even the meanest of people. That's Maelogan. Maelogan Bletchley.
"Ah shit! I'm not gonna make it to the front doors!" Maelogan thought to himself as he ran down the hallways of the school, hiding behind corners and looking wildly for any teachers wandering about. He was skipping class...again. Aha! Joking! It IS April Fool's Day today after all. Oh no.
Maelogan had already finished his classes for the day, and he was just trying to be entertaining for his own purposes. Many portraits looked at him weirdly as he sneaked about, none of them daring to make a sound to tell a teacher that Maelogan Bletchley was leaving the premises after school again. He heard a noise infront of him. His eyes widened and he heard the footsteps get closer and closer to him.
He panicked and then hid behind a metal knights in the hallway. Behind the knight's helmet, he peeked to see a fourth year Hufflepuff student walk away muttering something about having to write a 2 foot long essay for Potions. He grinned and then snickered. He made a mad dash to the Front Doors, pushing it open and ran down the stairs.
"Now this, is what I call a great day."
Maelogan muttered to himself with a grin, as he looked around at the ever blue sky, and no clouds in the sky. The grass was vividly green, and birds were chirping. Maelogan was the likeable boy, always getting along with everyone in the school, despite the house that he resides in. He looked around, trying to look for his friends. Who were his friends? Well, practically everyone. Maelogan pouted to himself and shoved his hands into his black tight skinny jeans and made his way down the path to the lake. He took out his overly huge and obnoxious white sunglasses from his small drawstring backpack and shoved them onto his face.
Maelogan grinned to himself and walked down to the lake, whistling to the tune of Wizards Will Never Hurt You by the band My Charmed Romance.
