Originally Posted by Gryffindoll

"Nah, it's fine, really," said Braeden as Trina asked if he was sure. The pain was already beginning to go away, so he was sure he'd be fine. Either way, he didn't want to let this get in the way of their pranking! The boy laughed as his fellow Gryffindor then suggested the idea of her being a ghost as well, or a figment of his imagination. "Then I must be going mad," he said with a soft chuckle, shaking his head slightly. Wait… he wasn't imagining her, right?! She was real… right?! Ever the gullible one, Braeden honestly feared this for a moment and reached out to the girl, tapping the tip of her nose lightly. Solid. Whew. She was real!

Oh crap. She was real, now he had to explain why he just so randomly and out of nowhere had decided to tap her nose. Besides the reason, of course, that he was just naturally a total weirdo. "Sorry 'bout that, I was just… I was-- I was just making sure you were… real…" Oh Merlin. And now that he said it aloud he really sounded stupid. 'Had to make sure you were real'?! Yeah, that's very… smart, Braeden. Smooth. Luckily for the boy, though, Trina was soon moving on to the pranking business and had started conjuring up mirrors and a glass to confuse the Slytherins with.

As she set to work, Braeden began to move down the corridor muttering spells as he pointed his wand at the stones on the floor. He didn't enchant every single stone 'cause that would have been too much work, but he did charm some here and there, enough to get in the Slytherins' way as they walked out of their common room unsuspectingly. Mwahahahahaa! Once he was all done with that, he walked back over to Trina as she asked what he thought of her work. He laughed lightly as he admired his deformed reflection staring back at him as he walked. "It's perf--GAH!" Of course.

Of course Braeden would go and walk straight into the glass. Of course he would fall on his own trap! What else could be expected from someone this clumsy…
Braeden just sort of bounced back after hitting the glass and rubbed his forehead with his hand. This was the second hit he received on his precious forehead. Ow. "Pretty effective…. you got me already," he said with a soft chuckle.