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Tommehbell · 09-02-2011, 04:53 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by highjinx

"Shhhhh shhhhhh," she cooed the top hat and started whispering a lullaby as she placed more pieces of bread in it. This was all perfectly normal for Lola until--OH NO! She'd been caught. Red-handed. Immediately, she lowered down the top hat and stared at the girl.

"QUILL GIRL!"

This very little child was the girl who she'd found at that quill shop during Diagon Alley, as she was searching for the right fluffy quills--this girl had the MOST MAGICAL one. There was much tense and jealousy coming from Lola, but of course, this child was so small! Questioning her hat even! AN INNOCENT MIND. Not to be corrupted. "Oh you silly girl, a rabbit? Like the muggles? I fancy them muggles, you know. But no no nooooo, it's merely a regular hat, you see," she said in a shaky tone, but managed to show the girl the hat, inside and out.

It was empty. No bread pieces whatsoever.

"It's a prop, my daaaaaaarling," she sang now with more confidence.

She stared at the girl as she shouted Quill Girl at her. Harlow had no idea what that meant. "I'm Harlow," maybe she had Harlow confused with someone else.

She raised her eyebrow at the girl as she tried to tell Harlow it was just a regular hat. "Then why are you putting bread into it?" she asked. "A prop for what? Are you going to perform something?" she inquired. If so Harlow wanted to see.

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

"Wowww," Tori admired the silverware, again. "Goblin-made." Who knew goblins wasted their time with tiny, insignificant things like silverware? Tori had always thought they were too busy hoarding gold or opening bank accounts or making armor and swords and tiaras. Huh.

This was assuming that Harlow was telling the truth, of course, and not just spinning one tall tale after the other. Hmm. "Send the Minister my regards," Princess Tori dipped her head politely. "How lovely to have met another near-royal at school!" Tehee!

"Yeah no, no they don't. No one wants to look like a dustrag, trust me." Tori flipped her hair over one shoulder. She was just so confident in matters of style, with her silver Converse one stars and her carefully, creatively torn school skirt. Totes. "The Sorting Hat told me I had a great sense of style, so," she laughed, "I'm pretty sure even the professors would appreciate a nice pair of new shoes."

She was still wiping her hand on the napkins when Harlow, bless her little heart, seemed to take her side in this candy battle. "Thank you, oh thank you SO much," the ginger whispered back, pumping a load of sanitizer on her hands and rubbing them together. "I had no idea there were such people in the most noble house of Slytherin!"

*cue haughty sniffle*

"Ohmygawd she's calling IT!" Now Tori was not a cowardly snake, but she felt just a small tremble of fear strike her heart as the girl beside her SCREAMED for the evil cotton candy queen. "Good luck getting that one out, girl, shooooo," she eyed the pile of spitgum. "You were chomping down hard on my candy, werencha."

HA. How does THAT revenge taste, hmm? Tori was chuckling quietly to herself when she suddenly felt a little ping on her shoulder. Then another one, and another, and as she turned her head, she saw that the girl was throwing HER unwrapped Droobles at her. "WELL. That's not ALL my candy you stole, Thief," she snapped, collecting the pieces and tucking them all away in her purse, "but don't worry. I know where you sleep at night."

She sniffed loudly and turned away, but not before continuing their rumor with a good, "And they'll be uber-loyal to us, their proper masters, too. Mwahaha."

But Tori's laugh quickly caught in her throat as she saw a professor get hit by one of HER pieces of gum.

"Excuse me, professor," the redhead said politely, picking up the unwrapped gum and tucking it away with the others. "But this girl here," who was apparently named Sierra, "stole a bunch of my candy on the train. So now she's just returning it."

Bit by bit. Spitwad by... well, whatever.

Harlow nodded, "It was a birthday present from my uncle." Since Harlow was born on the day of his daughter's wedding.

She giggled. Harlow was closer to royalty than Tori was. Her aunt was the crown princess of Saudi Arabia, but Harlow never named dropped. It was disgustingly rude. "Of course. She will delighted to hear from you." Harlow said. Her grandmother loved people kissing up to her. "I'm pleased as punch to meet you too. There are some rather nasty people at Hogwarts, but I'm glad Slytherin has some nice people." she offered.

She had to concede that point. Even Harlow loved a new pair of shoes. "Maybe they could use a raise or something." she did know that a new set of clothes could make a person feel brand new.

She nodded furiously as Tori cleaned her hands and got rid of the germs. She couldn't believe that girl has spit into her hand! Who did that! Harlow would have died. Totally died if someone had spit at her let alone on her. "I can't believe she spit on you. I'm so sorry." she told her. She must feel so crusty right now. UGH!

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Originally Posted by Anna Banana

For what was quite possibly the very first time in her life, Sierra Greingoth didn't snap back. She just sat there, staring at the wall and thinking hard about how life in general seemed to despise her lately. "I'm not pathetic," he half-heartedly said. ...and then she gasped as she felt the spit from her own mouth ooze down onto her head. "Lola Jones!!!!!" Sierra yelled out. "Lola, get down here this instant and bring your wand!"

Sierra couldn't see he spit, but she knew it was there. Oh, Merlin. Was the gum there, too?! "Lola?" she called again. "Get. It. Out." She gestured frantically toward the top of her head. She glared at the girl, and then...

...she reached into her pocket and pulled out a piece of Drooble's Best Blowing Gum. Then she threw the gum toward the girl. A second piece followed. Then a third, fourth, and finally fifth. "Take your stupid gum back, you selfish hag!" Then she drew in a deep breath and added to their ever-growing lie about the house elves. "...and there'll be dust plaguing our floors, couches, and curtains." She smirked and added, "I hear they're good laborers. Maybe even better than the elves."

Harlow caught one right between her eyes and they instantly watered. She nearly fell right off the bench into the floor. She squeaked and ducked before she got hit again. This was turning into a war zone.

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Originally Posted by Droo

"WHAT IS GOING ON!" Hecate said loudly as she came to the table absolutely disgusted. She was not in a good mood. Things had happened during the summer that had affected the way she felt, and Hecate's wand was at the ready, in her hand...

... Would there be a Bar-b-que at the feast?

... maybe...

She felt a piece of something hit her. She had walked in the trajectory of the gum. What in Hades was it?! She looked down... Droobles gum? "Who threw this?" She said, looking in the direction...

... "Sierra?" She said her eyes going wide. Then she narrowed them angrily. "Miss Greingoth. You will be in my office the moment this feast is over. If you disobey me, expect to lose point and be prepared to meet me in detention... Am I making myself clear?"

... wait. "What is in your hair?" She looked around. She was going to demand heads.

Harlow trembled as one of the professor descended on the Slytherin table. Were they all in trouble for the gum throwing. Was she going to stuck them in the dungeons? She hid behind Tori to get away from the gaze of the Dragon Lady.....

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Tommehbell Kappa Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Never Neverland Posts: 13,423 Hogwarts RPG Name: Felix Greenwood First Year x1	DivaDivaDiva \|\|Candy Cane Mama\|\| Quote: Originally Posted by highjinx "Shhhhh shhhhhh," she cooed the top hat and started whispering a lullaby as she placed more pieces of bread in it. This was all perfectly normal for Lola until--OH NO! She'd been caught. Red-handed. Immediately, she lowered down the top hat and stared at the girl. "QUILL GIRL!" This very little child was the girl who she'd found at that quill shop during Diagon Alley, as she was searching for the right fluffy quills--this girl had the MOST MAGICAL one. There was much tense and jealousy coming from Lola, but of course, this child was so small! Questioning her hat even! AN INNOCENT MIND. Not to be corrupted. *"Oh you silly* girl, a rabbit? Like the muggles? I fancy them muggles, you know. But no no nooooo, it's merely a regular hat, you see," she said in a shaky tone, but managed to show the girl the hat, inside and out. It was empty. No bread pieces whatsoever. "It's a prop, my daaaaaaarling," she sang now with more confidence. She stared at the girl as she shouted Quill Girl at her. Harlow had no idea what that meant. "I'm Harlow," maybe she had Harlow confused with someone else. She raised her eyebrow at the girl as she tried to tell Harlow it was just a regular hat. "Then why are you putting bread into it?" she asked. "A prop for what? Are you going to perform something?" she inquired. If so Harlow wanted to see. Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl** "Wowww," Tori admired the silverware, again. "Goblin-made." Who knew goblins wasted their time with tiny, insignificant things like silverware? Tori had always thought they were too busy hoarding gold or opening bank accounts or making armor and swords and tiaras. Huh. This was assuming that Harlow was telling the truth, of course, and not just spinning one tall tale after the other. Hmm. "Send the Minister my regards," Princess Tori dipped her head politely. "How lovely to have met another near-royal at school!" Tehee! "Yeah no, no they don't. No one wants to look like a dustrag, trust me." Tori flipped her hair over one shoulder. She was just so confident in matters of style, with her silver Converse one stars and her carefully, creatively torn school skirt. Totes. "The Sorting Hat told me I had a great sense of style, so," she laughed, "I'm pretty sure even the professors would appreciate a nice pair of new shoes." She was still wiping her hand on the napkins when Harlow, bless her little heart, seemed to take her side in this candy battle. "Thank you, oh thank you SO much," the ginger whispered back, pumping a load of sanitizer on her hands and rubbing them together. "I had no idea there were such people in the most noble house of Slytherin!" cue haughty sniffle "Ohmygawd she's calling IT!" Now Tori was not a cowardly snake, but she felt just a small tremble of fear strike her heart as the girl beside her SCREAMED for the evil cotton candy queen. "Good luck getting that one out, girl, shooooo," she eyed the pile of spitgum. "You were chomping down hard on my candy, werencha." HA. How does THAT revenge taste, hmm? Tori was chuckling quietly to herself when she suddenly felt a little ping on her shoulder. Then another one, and another, and as she turned her head, she saw that the girl was throwing HER unwrapped Droobles at her. "WELL. That's not ALL my candy you stole, Thief," she snapped, collecting the pieces and tucking them all away in her purse, "but don't worry. I know where you sleep at night." She sniffed loudly and turned away, but not before continuing their rumor with a good, "And they'll be uber-loyal to us, their proper masters, too. Mwahaha." But Tori's laugh quickly caught in her throat as she saw a professor get hit by one of HER pieces of gum. "Excuse me, professor," the redhead said politely, picking up the unwrapped gum and tucking it away with the others. "But this girl here," who was apparently named Sierra, "stole a bunch of my candy on the train. So now she's just returning it." Bit by bit. Spitwad by... well, whatever. Harlow nodded, "It was a birthday present from my uncle." Since Harlow was born on the day of his daughter's wedding. She giggled. Harlow was closer to royalty than Tori was. Her aunt was the crown princess of Saudi Arabia, but Harlow never named dropped. It was disgustingly rude. "Of course. She will delighted to hear from you." Harlow said. Her grandmother loved people kissing up to her. "I'm pleased as punch to meet you too. There are some rather nasty people at Hogwarts, but I'm glad Slytherin has some nice people." she offered. She had to concede that point. Even Harlow loved a new pair of shoes. "Maybe they could use a raise or something." she did know that a new set of clothes could make a person feel brand new. She nodded furiously as Tori cleaned her hands and got rid of the germs. She couldn't believe that girl has spit into her hand! Who did that! Harlow would have died. Totally died if someone had spit at her let alone on her. "I can't believe she spit on you. I'm so sorry." she told her. She must feel so crusty right now. UGH! Quote: Originally Posted by Anna Banana For what was quite possibly the very first time in her life, Sierra Greingoth didn't snap back. She just sat there, staring at the wall and thinking hard about how life in general seemed to despise her lately. "I'm not pathetic," he half-heartedly said. ...and then she gasped as she felt the spit from her own mouth ooze down onto her head. "Lola Jones!!!!!" Sierra yelled out. "Lola, get down here this instant and bring your wand!" Sierra couldn't see he spit, but she knew it was there. Oh, Merlin. Was the gum there, too?! "Lola?" she called again. "Get. It. Out." She gestured frantically toward the top of her head. She glared at the girl, and then... ...she reached into her pocket and pulled out a piece of Drooble's Best Blowing Gum. Then she threw the gum toward the girl. A second piece followed. Then a third, fourth, and finally fifth. "Take your stupid gum back, you selfish hag!" Then she drew in a deep breath and added to their ever-growing lie about the house elves. "...and there'll be dust plaguing our floors, couches, and curtains." She smirked and added, "I hear they're good laborers. Maybe even better than the elves." Harlow caught one right between her eyes and they instantly watered. She nearly fell right off the bench into the floor. She squeaked and ducked before she got hit again. This was turning into a war zone. Quote: Originally Posted by Droo "WHAT IS GOING ON!" Hecate said loudly as she came to the table absolutely disgusted. She was not in a good mood. Things had happened during the summer that had affected the way she felt, and Hecate's wand was at the ready, in her hand... ... Would there be a Bar-b-que at the feast? ... maybe... She felt a piece of something hit her. She had walked in the trajectory of the gum. What in Hades was it?! She looked down... Droobles gum? "Who threw this?" She said, looking in the direction... ... "Sierra?" She said her eyes going wide. Then she narrowed them angrily. "Miss Greingoth. You will be in my office the moment this feast is over. If you disobey me, expect to lose point and be prepared to meet me in detention... Am I making myself clear?" ... wait. "What is in your hair?" She looked around. She was going to demand heads. Harlow trembled as one of the professor descended on the Slytherin table. Were they all in trouble for the gum throwing. Was she going to stuck them in the dungeons? She hid behind Tori to get away from the gaze of the Dragon Lady..... __________________ ♣♣To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower♣♣ ♣♣Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour♣♣ Last edited by Tommehbell; 09-02-2011 at 05:01 AM. Reason: for my Dotticus!