 Post 2 Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN
He made off on his merry chase of this stupid, ugly gnome. It wasn't his fault that the ugly thing was jealous that he was far better looking then it, yeah? Didn't mean the thing had to BITE him. Bitter, irrational Ascanius had been both of those things a lot lately.
The seventh year chased after the thing and just when he was close enough that he could reach out and take it...he jumped. And fell right on his beautiful face. WAS IT BROKEN?
He sat up and started to hysterically check if everything was untouched, unharmed. Nothing was bleeding, his nose was still in place, nothing felt bruised. He had survived.
SQUINT. That stupid, ugly thing. He drew out his wand and whispered, "Stupefy."
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