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Slytherin Second Year  x8
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Text Cut: Devlin Quote:
Originally Posted by Team ronmione  Devlin was waiting for someone to show up, and they did. Not exactly the someone Devlin wanted to see. Ok. This kid, yeah, he was annoying. Did he know he looked like an ape? What in the world was he doing with his chest? Clearly not showing it off cause he just didn't have that look, yeah? Too scrawny.
"Go find your mummy and daddy kiddo. I don't have time for you. Gotta whack some bludgers over here. Don't want you to get some sort of concussion or something." He was probably one to fall easy to victim to that.
Ahh. See. Now, this was one of those celebrity quidditch players, yeah? She was holding a beaters bat so she had to be. Devlin has rarely ever whacked a bludger in his life, to be honest, but sometimes he could be a bit intense with a punch or something like that. Who's to say it won't be the same with a beaters bat and bludger. "I guess we'll see right now. Bring it on."
And now she was talking to the little one. That's right. Little one. Squirt. "Exactly. Like I said, go find mummy and daddy and then you might get lucky and play this game." Devlin said to the little one, agreeing with the quidditch player. He doubted it though, even the quidditch player seemed intent on not letting him playing this game.
He was even trying to touch it. With his thumb. He'd given up so easily. Yeah, this little one over here would not be playing anytime soon. Could he just go away? Devlin had dangerous stuff to do over here.
Great. Now that the squirt was nearly out of the way could Devlin hit those bludgers, and possibly injure someone? Not on purpose though. "I would like my mummy, but she isn't here." Sad, really. She was really far, far away, but his dad said she'd be back and so Cornelius was eagerly awaiting for that day. A concussion? The curly-haired boy giggled. "That's why you wear a helmet, silly!" Ahaha! Didn't he know?
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His brains could be smashed out. Did HE KNOW THAT? Text Cut: Kaia Quote:
Originally Posted by Shanners Kid looked a little bit like he'd seen a ghost. Or he just really wanted to have a go with a bat. Maybe when he wasn't 100 years from growing hairs on his legs. With a smile, she nodded. "Thumb. For two seconds, and then you go find your adult 'kay? There's too many people around here and you'll get lost." Heaven forbid she was the last person to see a missing child or anything. She held her bat out just slightly, and promised herself that if she saw him at the autograph tables later, she'd sign him something extra special and give him something she'd got saved for little cuties that looked at her like that.
Kid was totes a Stinger in her mind already.
She looked at the other kid with a raised eyebrow and offered a bat, but kept her hand firmly on it for the moment. "Be nice to the younger ones, or you'll find your kneecaps smashed by a bat one of these days. Karma isn't pretty." Life advice from the Montague monster.
"Are you going to see if you can hit better than me or do you want to see if you can hit a target by yourself with some coaching? I'm one of the best."
Or else she wouldn't be here, clearly. Looking over at Miss Kaia, Cornelius shook his head as if saying, "He's gonna get a concussion." He was. He could SEE it. Or maybe Kaia would give him one. Either way, he wanted to see.
None of that mattered! Not when Kaia Montague from the Wimbourne Wasps was giving him permission to TOUCH her BAT with HIS thumb for TWO WHOLE seconds. More than he asked for. Today was his lucky day!
He would tell her he wouldn't get lost. Cornelius has done this too many a times to get scared of a little distance away from his dad, but you know what? He wasn't afraid. For he was Cornelius Orion Baltazar. Yes siiiir!
Cob was a smart boy, though.
"Okay, two seconds. With my thumb." Moistening his lips as if he was about to devour the largest bowl of ice cream in the world, he slowly reached over and pressed him thumb on the beaters bat, and closed his eyes relishing the moment. "Hippogriff one...hippogriff two." He took his hand back, painfully so, and opened his eyes.
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"..................Thank you," he said dreamily. Give him a moment. His legs felt like squishy clouds and he didn't want to float away.
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