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SlytherinSistah · 09-20-2013, 04:38 AM

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Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs

Fern came crawling out between the barrels and choked as she saw the person standing in the hall. It was him - CUTHBERT. The one she had done incredibly well avoiding since the boat debacle, despite the fact that he was in the same house as her cousin.

"What are YOU doing here!?" She demanded, "You're not a Hufflepuff! Go back to your own house! Shoo!" The 11-year-old waved her hands at him, stepping until she was practically nose-to-nose with the boy.

He'd heard what sounded like the soft scraping of wood and turned towards the direction of the barrels. Wot?! A little hidey-hole was it?! People? No, not people. It was just the boat girl. With much the same reaction she'd had to him that fateful day they crossed the lake together.

Cutty could see that, plainly, even his mere presence was enough to send her on edge. This was going to be easy. He stood there wearing the most. arrogant. little. slytherin-imp-of-a-grin on his face seeming to take pleasure in her outburst. "Hufflepuff...That's where they make you live? Behind a mass of barrels?! Ha! Don't even have a proper common room, do yer?!" He took steps back as Fern's little hands waved about trying to get him to go away. Not a chance sister. He was here to make money and if anyone had invented the thing that could separate a Slyth from a money-making opportunity I will eat a rusty beach cruiser.

He looked her up and down doing his Judgey McJudgeypants thing, and with a sneering little laugh commented on her proximity. "WOT?! Trying to move in for a little action?!" Cutty puckered his lips and did a mock-kiss through the air.

09-20-2013, 04:38 AM	#7 (permalink)
SlytherinSistah DoM Ramora Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Merlin Foresaken PST Posts: 5,432 x9 x3	C.R.E.A.M \| Haitian Sensation \| Shark Patronus \| Your Huckleberry \| T's ClayBaby Quote: Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs Fern came crawling out between the barrels and choked as she saw the person standing in the hall. It was him - CUTHBERT. The one she had done incredibly well avoiding since the boat debacle, despite the fact that he was in the same house as her cousin. "What are YOU doing here!?" She demanded, "You're not a Hufflepuff! Go back to your own house! Shoo!" The 11-year-old waved her hands at him, stepping until she was practically nose-to-nose with the boy. He'd heard what sounded like the soft scraping of wood and turned towards the direction of the barrels. Wot?! A little hidey-hole was it?! People? No, not people. It was just the boat girl. With much the same reaction she'd had to him that fateful day they crossed the lake together. Cutty could see that, plainly, even his mere presence was enough to send her on edge. This was going to be easy. He stood there wearing the most. arrogant. little. slytherin-imp-of-a-grin on his face seeming to take pleasure in her outburst. "Hufflepuff...That's where they make you live? Behind a mass of barrels?! Ha! Don't even have a proper common room, do yer?!" He took steps back as Fern's little hands waved about trying to get him to go away. Not a chance sister. He was here to make money and if anyone had invented the thing that could separate a Slyth from a money-making opportunity I will eat a rusty beach cruiser. He looked her up and down doing his Judgey McJudgeypants thing, and with a sneering little laugh commented on her proximity. "WOT?! Trying to move in for a little action?!" Cutty puckered his lips and did a mock-kiss through the air. __________________