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TeafortheSoul · 09-05-2012, 10:52 AM

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Originally Posted by THE Govoni

Yawning, he heard (rather than seen), Odessa approaching his general area. Dylan thought it was interesting that West would loan it out, the broom, after just getting it...and said as much. "I do hope it comes back in one piece." Because really...women could be irresponsible when it came to belongings.

Not that it was anything against the Healer. She couldn't help she was a woman.

Not offering words, he lifted the book so the title was in plain sight. It was a bit silly...but the best defense was a good offense...or something like that. Dylan wanted to be prepared this time. He wanted...No, NEEDED to win.

...And...on second thought...

"How was your summer, Odessa?" Because he'd meant to owl...but had gotten...hit in the face with stuff.

"If she doesn't I will make my dad curse her." West said seriously. "But I think she will on account of she was really really pleased I offered, and there were witnesses." He liked the Healer and didn't really get why so many people thought she was scary.

"Oh! I know that book." As in, literally. West took a breath and then began to recite, from memory, "Chapter One: The Evolution of the Flying Broomstick. No spell yet devised enables wizards to fly unaided in human form. Those few Animagi who transform into winged creatures may enjoy flight, but they are a rarity. The witch or wizard who finds him- or herself transfigured into a bat may take to the air, but, having a bat’s brain, they are sure to forget where they want to go the moment they take flight. Levitation is commonplace, but our ancestors were not content with hovering five feet from the ground. They wanted more. They wanted to fly like birds, but without the inconvenience of growing feathers. We are so accustomed these days to the fact that every wizarding household in Britain owns at least one flying broomstick that we rarely stop to ask ourselves why. Why should the humble broom have become the one object legally allowed as a means of wizarding transport? Why did we in the West not adopt the carpet so beloved of our Eastern brethren? Why didn’t we choose to produce flying barrels, flying armchairs, flying bathtubs – why brooms? Shrewd enough to see that their Muggle neighbours would seek to exploit their powers if they knew their full extent, witches and wizards kept themselves to themselves long before the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy came into effect."

His summer? "It was okay." Paaaause. "Aspen's acting weird though." A deflated West. "She was too busy to do stuff with me."

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TeafortheSoul Formerly: Tegz Demiguise Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton Posts: 24,244 Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12	lives in a hobbit hole \|\| Ern and Touz's Nuzzle \|\| roflysst \|\| looking at a seed packet Quote: Originally Posted by THE Govoni Yawning, he heard (rather than seen), Odessa approaching his general area. Dylan thought it was interesting that West would loan it out, the broom, after just getting it...and said as much. "I do hope it comes back in one piece." Because really...women could be irresponsible when it came to belongings. Not that it was anything against the Healer. She couldn't help she was a woman. Not offering words, he lifted the book so the title was in plain sight. It was a bit silly...but the best defense was a good offense...or something like that. Dylan wanted to be prepared this time. He wanted...No, NEEDED to win. ...And...on second thought... "How was your summer, Odessa?" Because he'd meant to owl...but had gotten...hit in the face with stuff. "If she doesn't I will make my dad curse her." West said seriously. "But I think she will on account of she was really really pleased I offered, and there were witnesses." He liked the Healer and didn't really get why so many people thought she was scary. "Oh! I know that book." As in, literally. West took a breath and then began to recite, from memory, "Chapter One: The Evolution of the Flying Broomstick. No spell yet devised enables wizards to fly unaided in human form. Those few Animagi who transform into winged creatures may enjoy flight, but they are a rarity. The witch or wizard who finds him- or herself transfigured into a bat may take to the air, but, having a bat’s brain, they are sure to forget where they want to go the moment they take flight. Levitation is commonplace, but our ancestors were not content with hovering five feet from the ground. They wanted more. They wanted to fly like birds, but without the inconvenience of growing feathers. We are so accustomed these days to the fact that every wizarding household in Britain owns at least one flying broomstick that we rarely stop to ask ourselves why. Why should the humble broom have become the one object legally allowed as a means of wizarding transport? Why did we in the West not adopt the carpet so beloved of our Eastern brethren? Why didn’t we choose to produce flying barrels, flying armchairs, flying bathtubs – why brooms? Shrewd enough to see that their Muggle neighbours would seek to exploit their powers if they knew their full extent, witches and wizards kept themselves to themselves long before the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy came into effect." His summer? "It was okay." Paaaause. "Aspen's acting weird though." A deflated West. "She was too busy to do stuff with me." __________________ love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you