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StarShine · 01-31-2014, 11:33 AM

Text Cut: Cutty&Fern[QUOTE=SlytherinSistah;11531248

Is this what it was like to be incarcerated? Cutty would probably find out eventually. Silly smile that was meant to look hope-stricken still there upon his face until he let go of Fern's squirming little badger paw ...probably at the precise moment she was pulling with the most force. With his free hand, he took the document, the formal request, and gave it a quick read. Alright, let's hope Professors Bentley and Thompson would understand. He made to roll it up and tuck it away into his bag. He'd be holding on to that thank you!

"No questions from me, Professor Culloden." He said calmly, still meditating on that 7 minutes rule. What manner of magic was this? Obviously it was possible to learn it even if his magic was not yet developed enough to perform it.[/QUOTE]

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Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs

Fern didn't see Professor Culloden weaving the magic handcuffs, either.

No. All she could see - or think about - was Cuthbert's nasty hand trapping her's. And about how she bet he didn't wash his hands after he handled dung bombs and whatever other questionable objects he kept in that bag of his. And about how dung bombs were made from - wait. Were they made from real dung?! EW EW EWWW!!! The sudden appearance of the handcuffs on their wrists didn't stop her efforts, and Fern dug her heals into the stone floor and pulled, pulled, puuuuuuuulled-

At last! She had freed herself! "WoowoAH!" Fern's jubilant face quickly turned surprised and fearful. She had pulled too hard, and now she was flailing, trying to catch her balance - or catch something to hold onto.

That's how she suddenly found herself clinging to Cuthbert's left arm.

...

...

...

SHE WAS TOUCHING CUTHBERT. HE WASN'T TOUCHING HER. SHE WAS TOUCHING HIM.

Fern let go. She didn't look at Cuthbert. She didn't look at the professor. She wasn't listening to anything anyone was saying. She was planning the fastest route to Azkaban, so she could offer herself up to a Dementor and get her soul sucked.

Cosgrach was glad Cutty took the paper, because he definitely was the more responsible one. He nodded at--

.....

.........MERLIN! Couldn't she stay CALMLY just ONE moment!?

Cosgrach waved his wand to keep them safely on their feet, and GLARED at the girl.

"Do you want me to stick your hand to his, Ms. Quimbley?" Maybe the boy was torturing her, maybe he KNEW she would flail and all, but Cosgrach didn't see it that way at all. What he saw was: Cutty was responsible, smart, impressive and eloquent (and right to break up with her); whereas she was this squirming, loud, not-really-bright girl (maybe she brew a love potion to get his attention?--she was just a second year, though, so it had to be that she BOUGHT it). Cutty was beginning to impress him again, whereas she was in the negatives. He HOPED she would pick herself up, or else...

"Now, please go." He turned 90 degrees to the plate in front of him and showed he was focusing on his food now. That was their cue to be GONE for good now, because his patience was wearing out, especially with her.

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StarShine DoM Kappa Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Cell culture hood Posts: 13,005 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6	¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Text Cut: Cutty&Fern[QUOTE=SlytherinSistah;11531248 Is this what it was like to be incarcerated? Cutty would probably find out eventually. Silly smile that was meant to look hope-stricken still there upon his face until he let go of Fern's squirming little badger paw ...probably at the precise moment she was pulling with the most force. With his free hand, he took the document, the formal request, and gave it a quick read. Alright, let's hope Professors Bentley and Thompson would understand. He made to roll it up and tuck it away into his bag. He'd be holding on to that thank you! "No questions from me, Professor Culloden." He said calmly, still meditating on that 7 minutes rule. What manner of magic was this? Obviously it was possible to learn it even if his magic was not yet developed enough to perform it.[/QUOTE] Quote: Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs Fern didn't see Professor Culloden weaving the magic handcuffs, either. No. All she could see - or think about - was Cuthbert's nasty hand trapping her's. And about how she bet he didn't wash his hands after he handled dung bombs and whatever other questionable objects he kept in that bag of his. And about how dung bombs were made from - wait. Were they made from real dung?! EW EW EWWW!!! The sudden appearance of the handcuffs on their wrists didn't stop her efforts, and Fern dug her heals into the stone floor and pulled, pulled, puuuuuuuulled- At last! She had freed herself! "WoowoAH!" Fern's jubilant face quickly turned surprised and fearful. She had pulled too hard, and now she was flailing, trying to catch her balance - or catch something to hold onto. That's how she suddenly found herself clinging to Cuthbert's left arm. ... ... ... SHE WAS TOUCHING CUTHBERT. HE WASN'T TOUCHING HER. SHE WAS TOUCHING HIM. Fern let go. She didn't look at Cuthbert. She didn't look at the professor. She wasn't listening to anything anyone was saying. She was planning the fastest route to Azkaban, so she could offer herself up to a Dementor and get her soul sucked. Cosgrach was glad Cutty took the paper, because he definitely was the more responsible one. He nodded at-- ..... .........MERLIN! Couldn't she stay CALMLY just ONE moment!? Cosgrach waved his wand to keep them safely on their feet, and GLARED at the girl. "Do you want me to stick your hand to his, Ms. Quimbley?" Maybe the boy was torturing her, maybe he KNEW she would flail and all, but Cosgrach didn't see it that way at all. What he saw was: Cutty was responsible, smart, impressive and eloquent (and right to break up with her); whereas she was this squirming, loud, not-really-bright girl (maybe she brew a love potion to get his attention?--she was just a second year, though, so it had to be that she BOUGHT it). Cutty was beginning to impress him again, whereas she was in the negatives. He HOPED she would pick herself up, or else... *"Now, please* go."** He turned 90 degrees to the plate in front of him and showed he was focusing on his food now. That was their cue to be GONE for good now, because his patience was wearing out, especially with her.