<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/PEzV53l.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br/><strong>NAME:</strong>  Addison Snow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14660328#msg14660328)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, 7th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 ¼ inches / Dogwood / White River Monster Spine / Surprisingly Swishy and Flexible (https://i.imgur.com/UhEDEhn.jpg)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> This right hurr (https://i.imgur.com/OeWyKUN.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 3rd September, Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hufflepuff Common Rooms<br/><strong>MUSIC:</strong> <a href="#user_httpswwwyoutubecomwatchvXjVNlGcZyQ">Pink - Raise Your Glass</a><br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Ferrets and friendship! <br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Curt</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>She watched a few of Curt’s performances in the past, and while she wasn’t exactly squeamish, Addison had found herself asking about his health frequently as soon as the shows were over. He was a smart man, he knew his limits and didn’t need to be coddled. Still, the idea of getting anything stapled to her person made her shudder. But she grinned at him as she did it. “I’ll admit I’m grateful you’re not going to have people staple coins into your chest,” she adjusted Fex in her arms. As soon as his gluttony was accomplished, snoring began to echo inside the paper bag. “But if you could figure out<em>how</em>to make it work that would be quite fascinating!”<br/><br/>She pulled the ferret out of the bag, and other than some lip smacking and one eye-opening, he fell right back asleep. Maybe it would be best to take him with her to her next class if only to make sure he doesn’t get into anyone’s things. Again.<br/><br/>She wadded up the paper bag, then tossed it into the fire. It was gone with little more than a spark. “Well, it sounds like you had a decent break at least. Hopefully whatever tries to ‘bite you in the ass’ misses its mark.” Another lopsided smile was aimed his direction as the ferret was lifted into the air and draped across the back of her neck like a scarf. It was one of Fez’s favorite ways to sleep, and it made carrying him a lot easier. Fewer limbs to strain or fall asleep. “Do I need to help you come up with an alibi? Do we need to hide a body?”