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Michael White · 05-06-2011, 11:04 PM

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Originally Posted by Oesed

MacFusty left the door opened for Tiberius to walk in and close it after him. The jarvey clinging to his arm, seemingly tired of this new position, climbed down from its owner and proceeded to sniff the shoes of the Hufflepuff Prefect.

Lachlan frowned down at the creature. At least, Stan hadn't said anything inappropriate just yet--though knowing the jarvey as he did, it was just a matter of time. "That's great, Mister Lockhart, but I think we should discuss first how my jarvey is about to claim your shoes as its new toy and what exactly you are planning to do about it."

Treyen Lockhart. He could remember that. Maybe.

Maybe not.

Suddenly a big owl was inside his hut, and Lachlan was quick to cast an impervious charm on the floor of his small place. He didn't mind owls, and he had one himself, but the are of Magical Creatures Professor didn't want to see his carpet quickly filled with owl droppings.

Lachlan listened to the story with a small grin on his mouth, and reached to stroke the owl's head. It was big and pretty... and holding something on its beak for him? MacFusty gave Bobba one last slight pat and took the gloves from the owl. "Norweigan Ridgeback, you say?" He examined them carefully. "These are quite valuable, Mister White. Are you sure you want me to have them?" It seemed almost too much, not to mention that Lachlan had a couple of pairs, though his were made of Chinese Fireball scales.

Recalling that the boys were still standing there, and so was he, Lachlan gestured them towards the couches. "Sit, you two. Is there anything you'd like? Butterbeer? Pumpkin juice? Tea?" Water? Because those were the only things he had.

Moving to the couch and taking a seat. "Butterbeer would be great "looking over to see Bubba chewing on the compartment that held his jerky treats," Oi,you can say good bye and go get your own " Snaping his fingers twice at the bird ,who in turn Sqwaked back ,turned to the others giving each a hoot and flys out the door. " He really is a good owl but an awful mooch if you let him ,as for the gloves,It is cool my nan is from Wales,She allways telling me to take care of those that take care of you and your friends,and Bubba is my best friend,The way I see it if it flys,crawls,walks.or swims,you the MAN to see if there is a problem" quickly putting his hand over his mouth " Sir I am sorry ...Some time I tend to let my mouth just go."

05-06-2011, 11:04 PM	#6 (permalink)
Michael White Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: Wales Posts: 1,623 Hogwarts RPG Name: Michael White Seventh Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Oesed MacFusty left the door opened for Tiberius to walk in and close it after him. The jarvey clinging to his arm, seemingly tired of this new position, climbed down from its owner and proceeded to sniff the shoes of the Hufflepuff Prefect. Lachlan frowned down at the creature. At least, Stan hadn't said anything inappropriate just yet--though knowing the jarvey as he did, it was just a matter of time. "That's great, Mister Lockhart, but I think we should discuss first how my jarvey is about to claim your shoes as its new toy and what exactly you are planning to do about it." Treyen Lockhart. He could remember that. Maybe. Maybe not. Suddenly a big owl was inside his hut, and Lachlan was quick to cast an impervious charm on the floor of his small place. He didn't mind owls, and he had one himself, but the are of Magical Creatures Professor didn't want to see his carpet quickly filled with owl droppings. Lachlan listened to the story with a small grin on his mouth, and reached to stroke the owl's head. It was big and pretty... and holding something on its beak for him? MacFusty gave Bobba one last slight pat and took the gloves from the owl. "Norweigan Ridgeback, you say?" He examined them carefully. "These are quite valuable, Mister White. Are you sure you want me to have them?" It seemed almost too much, not to mention that Lachlan had a couple of pairs, though his were made of Chinese Fireball scales. Recalling that the boys were still standing there, and so was he, Lachlan gestured them towards the couches. "Sit, you two. Is there anything you'd like? Butterbeer? Pumpkin juice? Tea?" Water? Because those were the only things he had. Moving to the couch and taking a seat. "Butterbeer would be great "looking over to see Bubba chewing on the compartment that held his jerky treats," Oi,you can say good bye and go get your own " Snaping his fingers twice at the bird ,who in turn Sqwaked back ,turned to the others giving each a hoot and flys out the door. " He really is a good owl but an awful mooch if you let him ,as for the gloves,It is cool my nan is from Wales,She allways telling me to take care of those that take care of you and your friends,and Bubba is my best friend,The way I see it if it flys,crawls,walks.or swims,you the MAN to see if there is a problem" quickly putting his hand over his mouth " Sir I am sorry ...Some time I tend to let my mouth just go." __________________ I get by with a little help from my friends ◆◆◆