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Oh. Ellie then realized she smudged ash all over her face. She snorted. It was too funny. Maaaan, if anyone could've walked by right then. They would've had fun putting together that story. Ellie continued laughing. "We always end up in the weirdest situations, you know." Going blind first and now covering their faces in ash. Great stuff right there.
Ellie nodded and looked at nothing in particular as she brainstormed. "Sounds like a good idea. Well, I need to go to Charms right now. And the girl's bathroom is on the second floor, but Charms is on the third. So we'll have to do some back-tracking." She looked at Braeden again. "I'll go easy on you. I'll just give you two books. I'll carry three." She teased. She gave him a wink and poke in the arm. Those were two cool kids. Walking down the halls with ash all over their face like they were ready for battle. So cool.
Braeden laughed aloud as Ellie pointed out that they always ended up in the weirdest situations. And it was the fact that this statement was so incredibly true that amused him so much; first the blindness at the Observatory, now this. What was next? He wasn't sure he even wanted to know. Every time something weird happened to them, he always got the worst end of it - burning his eyes, then burning his face. Shudder.
Braeden's heart dropped to his stomach as Ellie explained that they'd have to do quite a bit of walking around the castle so she could pass by the girl's bathroom. Oh… yeah… okay. Wonderful… He tried his best not to look like she had just kicked him in the shins when, suddenly, she announced she'd go…
easy on him? Give him only two books? HEY! What was
that supposed to mean?!
The boy furrowed his brows at Ellie as the girl winked and poked his arm. No. He wasn't amused. He didn't come all the way up here just to carry two books (ever the stubborn, proud little Gryffindor, Braeden had a bad habit of making all the wrong choices). "I'm sorry, Ms. Johanson, but there are certain details about our contract that we need to go over - the first being that you can't make me carry just two books," said the offended little lion, taking Ellie's books before she could even have a chance to complain. As his arms took in the weight, he felt his back bending slightly as his arms nearly fell to the marble floors of the school with the weight that crushed them.
OW. With great effort, he pulled himself up to stand straight, the pile of books in his arms so high that you could barely see his face behind the book-tower. "Lead the way, m'lady," said Braeden with one of his goofy grins. He was sore and he was tired and the books were too heavy, but he was happy. Because he was going to prove he wasn't just a weakling, that he could carry a pile of books if he had to.