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Originally Posted by
BanaBatGirl 
"C'MON, IT'S JUST A BIT OF FIRE!" Fletcher whined protested as Jake had to leap into action like a real firefighter. What nonsense. He was as bad as a bloody Prefect. Raiden. Cough.
...and to top it all off, he had also accidentally-on-purpose DRENCHED the Glitterpuff! The water was too much for Fletcher; he was so shocked by the icy blast that Jake's pummeling pillow-rolling-whatever in the air wasn't even felt.
"C'mon now," he grumped, batting the other boy off with his left hand as he lazily cast a disintegrating charm on the charred, still-floating, sheet. "The flying buttfirefly was cool, and you had to go and ruin it all with your stupid water."
Plus now he'd have to go dry his hair or something before he ever got a nap in. THANKS, JAKERS.
Wiping his face with the pillow he held, since somne of that water had splashed his poor dry face, Jake grinned and shrugged before tucking the pillow under his arm.
"Fire is a leeeeettle too deadly for me. What with all the mattresses, curtains, pillows, blankets and WOOD in here," Jake pointed out.
Plus, Fletcher would be better drying off than un-charring and stuff. Plus his hair would be ruined.
Speaking of which, Jake raised his wand and super duper helpfully cast a simple little spell which sent a blast of warm arm a Fletcher to dry him off.
Not looking to see if it had worked, Jake looked around the room.
Oh.
"Oh."
Then he just burst into slightly amused laughter.