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hermionesclone · 07-26-2014, 03:57 PM

THERE WAS A FREAKING TORNADO OF LEAVES.

And here the boy had thought it was merely for decoration.

Having never seen a tornado in real life before, the boy tilted his head as he stared at the sight in front of him, his wand clutched in his right hand. Heh. All they had to do was capture the dummies? Keep them at bay? Maybe even slow them down and blast them to pieces?

BRING. IT. ON.

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Originally Posted by the fastest seeker

Good thing she managed to do her bit of practicing before all this started. Cassia's attention was on Romanos as she explained the rules. Now that sounded fun. And competitive which she hadn't felt in a while. Good to have that feeling for the last lesson. She was going to miss this competitiveness among the houses. She was going to miss everything actually not just this.

Before the tornado started, Cassia moved closer to where most of the snakes were. Then dummies were flying everywhere. It took the seventh year a moment to stare at it all before she raised her wand. Okay, shouldn't be too hard.

Squinting at one of the flying dummies, she watched it whip around for a bit before moving her wand, Carpe Retractum! A purple rope indeed shot out of her wand but it never reached the dummy. Good thing she didn't pull someone instead. Heh.

So she figured that since the dummies were moving fairly fast she'd have to slow one down before managing to pull it towards her. "Impedimenta!" The snake smirked as one of the dummies wasn't flying so fast anymore. Now she could pull it, mhm, "Carpe Retractum!" Plus a whipping motion and the dummy was attached to the rope. Quickly, Cassia pulled it towards her.

One dummy with them. The snake released the dummy letting fall on the ground behind her then turned to the other snakes, "We should protect this one," she said. Team work and all. She wasn't likely to succeed in keeping it in their possession on her own.

................ Oh?

Before Grayson could do more than raise his wand and try and find a dummy to blast, the words of a familiar voice reached his ears and he turned to look over at the Head Girl herself. One who had captured a dummy. ALREADY. BRILLIANT. And this was THEIR Head Girl. She belonged to THEIR house. SLYTHERIN. S L Y T H E R I N.

Hiss hiss.

Pride coursed through this fifteen year old as he made his way over toward the seventh year. "Good catch, Cassia," he said, shooting the girl a smile, "What's the plan on protecting this one?" Stand guard? Blast anyone else out of the way? Were they allowed to use the Impedimenta Jinx on PEOPLE?! Yes? No?

It was probably no.

And could these leaves NOT flying around near his face? He rather liked the idea of being able to see and aim properly, thank you very much. Squinting slightly, the fifteen year old pointed his wand way over towards a dummy over thereeeeeeeeeee that was whirling in their direction and shouted, "REDUCTO!" Whether the spell had worked properly or not, he couldn't tell.

Freaking rude leaves.

07-26-2014, 03:57 PM	#186 (permalink)
hermionesclone Gladrags Mod DMC & DMAC Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,841 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11	urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse THERE WAS A FREAKING TORNADO OF LEAVES. And here the boy had thought it was merely for decoration. Having never seen a tornado in real life before, the boy tilted his head as he stared at the sight in front of him, his wand clutched in his right hand. Heh. All they had to do was capture the dummies? Keep them at bay? Maybe even slow them down and blast them to pieces? BRING. IT. ON. Quote: Originally Posted by the fastest seeker Good thing she managed to do her bit of practicing before all this started. Cassia's attention was on Romanos as she explained the rules. Now that sounded fun. And competitive which she hadn't felt in a while. Good to have that feeling for the last lesson. She was going to miss this competitiveness among the houses. She was going to miss everything actually not just this. Before the tornado started, Cassia moved closer to where most of the snakes were. Then dummies were flying everywhere. It took the seventh year a moment to stare at it all before she raised her wand. Okay, shouldn't be too hard. Squinting at one of the flying dummies, she watched it whip around for a bit before moving her wand, Carpe Retractum! A purple rope indeed shot out of her wand but it never reached the dummy. Good thing she didn't pull someone instead. Heh. So she figured that since the dummies were moving fairly fast she'd have to slow one down before managing to pull it towards her. "Impedimenta!" The snake smirked as one of the dummies wasn't flying so fast anymore. Now she could pull it, mhm, "Carpe Retractum!" Plus a whipping motion and the dummy was attached to the rope. Quickly, Cassia pulled it towards her. One dummy with them. The snake released the dummy letting fall on the ground behind her then turned to the other snakes, "We should protect this one," she said. Team work and all. She wasn't likely to succeed in keeping it in their possession on her own. ................ Oh? Before Grayson could do more than raise his wand and try and find a dummy to blast, the words of a familiar voice reached his ears and he turned to look over at the Head Girl herself. One who had captured a dummy. ALREADY. BRILLIANT. And this was THEIR Head Girl. She belonged to THEIR house. SLYTHERIN. S L Y T H E R I N. Hiss hiss. Pride coursed through this fifteen year old as he made his way over toward the seventh year. "Good catch, Cassia," he said, shooting the girl a smile, "What's the plan on protecting this one?" Stand guard? Blast anyone else out of the way? Were they allowed to use the Impedimenta Jinx on PEOPLE?! Yes? No? It was probably no. And could these leaves NOT flying around near his face? He rather liked the idea of being able to see and aim properly, thank you very much. Squinting slightly, the fifteen year old pointed his wand way over towards a dummy over thereeeeeeeeeee that was whirling in their direction and shouted, "REDUCTO!" Whether the spell had worked properly or not, he couldn't tell. Freaking rude leaves. __________________