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ArianaBlack · 08-08-2014, 03:51 AM

After walking in and out of the entrance hall a total of FIVE times. He finally decided that it was now or never. The Headmistress had finally given her speech and everything was going smoothly-- Or as smoothly as they could considering he was now DRENCHED in his own sweat and STILL shaking. Oh Merlin. This wasn't going to be good. Upon walking towards the Staff Table he suddenly remembered-- THE LIQUID LUCK! Shoutout to Professor Culloden who may have actually helped calm the kid down for once. Liquid luck. What a better time to use it? The Gryffindor took the small vial out of his pocket, counted to three, and then DRANK IT ALL UP. ..... Was he supposed to feel any different because--

HOLY MERLIN! Woah. Did this stuff also have a elixir of-cheery-whatever that Lex had mentioned earlier because, man. He was feeling a whole less nervous and a whole lot more... Confident? This must be what Kevin felt like ALL THE TIME. YEAH! He could totally do this. Definitely.

There was definitely something different about the Gryffindor. Visibly it would be hard to tell exactly what. Did he get a hair cut? Was that a new tie? No. He was just carrying himself much, much differently. His back was straight, his head was held high, and he was sporting a REAL smile- instead of that weak nervous one from before. He was the new, and improved, Felix Felicis-ed Zander Adair. He even felt confident enough to take the bouquet of flowers he was holding behind his back and move them out right in front of them. Holding proudly. He was ready. Bring. It. On.

Of course he had used the spell Sophie had done that one time to make the bouquet, Orchideous, except this wasn't just any old assortment. He had to try extra hard to make the exact flowers that he wanted. This was special. There were four different kinds of flowers. Each had their own significance: The Daffodils (You're the only one), The Camellias (Perfection), Primroses (I can't live without you), and the Yellow Tulips (There's sunshine in your smile). This combination was only the MOST perfect description of Beautiful Bentley, ever. But there was a twist. These flowers, yeah, they also talked. He had used the "Excito Animans" spell- that was SUPER difficult to figure out- to make them all SPEAK their meanings. It didn't work exactly how he had planned, because they all sort of spoke at once, making the speech a little difficult to figure out. But if you listened real carefully, REAL carefully, then you might just pick it all up.

With the talking bouquet in hand, the Gryffindor made his way down the table: first starting at the end by Botros because he had to talk to Flamsteed and Romanos, normally he wouldn't go for it, BUT THE LIQUID LUCK MAN, it was EMPOWERING! Passing Flamsteed first and walking directly up to Romanos the Gryffindor proclaimed in only his most obnoxious voice, "Hi Professor Romanos! I just want to say that I'm sorry that I thought you were an evil Cold One slash Chort leader that was going to take over the whole school and eat us all for dinner and some for lunch and maybe even breakfast too, if you're into that I guess it's cool!" Could he breathe now? Yes. This was where he finally took a breath because liquid luck did not give you lungs of steel. That was gillyweed right? But anyways, NEXT UP!

Then, turning to Professor Flamsteed, he BEAMED. "And Professor, I'm really sorry that I thought you were her evil accomplice that came up with the ideas and not the executions, to help take over the school and control the evil Cold One slash Chort Army!!" MORE BREATHS because a boy's got to breath. Man! How long would this stuff last because he was TOTALLY INVINCIBLE. All the while, the Gryffindor had been trying to hold the flowers AS FAR AWAY as possible because they all felt the need to keep screaming words like "you're the only one" and "sunshine" and "love". Geeeez. Maybe he should've charmed them right before he handed them over.

......

AND This was it. The moment he had been waiting for.

*INSERT LOTS OF DEEP BREATHS HERE*

He could do this. He was Zander Adair, resident Gryffindor. Brave. Almost fourth year. He could do this. "Enjoy the present… Decide what to do with the time that is given to you… use it epically…" Wise words from Airey Flamsteed kept replaying in his mind. "Enjoy the present… Decide what to do with the time that is given to you… use it epically…" Yes. It was his time to shine.

The Gryffindor walked confidently, another shout out to Professor C, and waved at Kevin as he passed. Then, he made an abrupt stop. An abrupt stop right in front of Hogwarts' resident Herbology Angel. The perfect, the most talented, the entrancing, the ever-so-lovely: Beautiful Bentley. He BEAMED at her. Thanks to the liquid luck he didn't even freeze! This stuff was great, could he get a life time supply? Raising the flowers towards Professor Perfection he smiled. Might as well let the flowers do all the talking, right? Right. Again, they were all screaming at once, but if you listened carefully words like "perfection", "can't live without you", and "sunshine" could most certainly be heard. And now he waits.

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ArianaBlack Assistant Forum Manager Quibbler & Newbie Mod Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,705 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Second Year x10 x1	(I tried to cut it down, really) Mostly Bentley, but stops at Airey and Romanos too doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo After walking in and out of the entrance hall a total of FIVE times. He finally decided that it was now or never. The Headmistress had finally given her speech and everything was going smoothly-- Or as smoothly as they could considering he was now DRENCHED in his own sweat and STILL shaking. Oh Merlin. This wasn't going to be good. Upon walking towards the Staff Table he suddenly remembered-- THE LIQUID LUCK! Shoutout to Professor Culloden who may have actually helped calm the kid down for once. Liquid luck. What a better time to use it? The Gryffindor took the small vial out of his pocket, counted to three, and then DRANK IT ALL UP. ..... Was he supposed to feel any different because-- HOLY MERLIN! Woah. Did this stuff also have a elixir of-cheery-whatever that Lex had mentioned earlier because, man. He was feeling a whole less nervous and a whole lot more... Confident? This must be what Kevin felt like ALL THE TIME. YEAH! He could totally do this. Definitely. There was definitely something different about the Gryffindor. Visibly it would be hard to tell exactly what. Did he get a hair cut? Was that a new tie? No. He was just carrying himself much, much differently. His back was straight, his head was held high, and he was sporting a REAL smile- instead of that weak nervous one from before. He was the new, and improved, Felix Felicis-ed Zander Adair. He even felt confident enough to take the bouquet of flowers he was holding behind his back and move them out right in front of them. Holding proudly. He was ready. Bring. It. On. Of course he had used the spell Sophie had done that one time to make the bouquet, Orchideous, except this wasn't just any old assortment. He had to try extra hard to make the exact flowers that he wanted. This was special. There were four different kinds of flowers. Each had their own significance: The Daffodils (You're the only one), The Camellias (Perfection), Primroses (I can't live without you), and the Yellow Tulips (There's sunshine in your smile). This combination was only the MOST perfect description of Beautiful Bentley, ever. But there was a twist. These flowers, yeah, they also talked. He had used the "Excito Animans" spell- that was SUPER difficult to figure out- to make them all SPEAK their meanings. It didn't work exactly how he had planned, because they all sort of spoke at once, making the speech a little difficult to figure out. But if you listened real carefully, REAL carefully, then you might just pick it all up. With the talking bouquet in hand, the Gryffindor made his way down the table: first starting at the end by Botros because he had to talk to Flamsteed and Romanos, normally he wouldn't go for it, BUT THE LIQUID LUCK MAN, it was EMPOWERING! Passing Flamsteed first and walking directly up to Romanos the Gryffindor proclaimed in only his most obnoxious voice, "Hi Professor Romanos! I just want to say that I'm sorry that I thought you were an evil Cold One slash Chort leader that was going to take over the whole school and eat us all for dinner and some for lunch and maybe even breakfast too, if you're into that I guess it's cool!" Could he breathe now? Yes. This was where he finally took a breath because liquid luck did not give you lungs of steel. That was gillyweed right? But anyways, NEXT UP! Then, turning to Professor Flamsteed, he BEAMED. "And Professor, I'm really sorry that I thought you were her evil accomplice that came up with the ideas and not the executions, to help take over the school and control the evil Cold One slash Chort Army!!" MORE BREATHS because a boy's got to breath. Man! How long would this stuff last because he was TOTALLY INVINCIBLE. All the while, the Gryffindor had been trying to hold the flowers AS FAR AWAY as possible because they all felt the need to keep screaming words like "you're the only one" and "sunshine" and "love". Geeeez. Maybe he should've charmed them right before he handed them over. ...... AND This was it. The moment he had been waiting for. INSERT LOTS OF DEEP BREATHS HERE He could do this. He was Zander Adair, resident Gryffindor. Brave. Almost fourth year. He could do this. "Enjoy the present… Decide what to do with the time that is given to you… use it epically…" Wise words from Airey Flamsteed kept replaying in his mind. "Enjoy the present… Decide what to do with the time that is given to you… use it epically…" Yes. It was his time to shine. The Gryffindor walked confidently, another shout out to Professor C, and waved at Kevin as he passed. Then, he made an abrupt stop. An abrupt stop right in front of Hogwarts' resident Herbology Angel. The perfect, the most talented, the entrancing, the ever-so-lovely: Beautiful Bentley. He BEAMED at her. Thanks to the liquid luck he didn't even freeze! This stuff was great, could he get a life time supply? Raising the flowers towards Professor Perfection he smiled. Might as well let the flowers do all the talking, right? Right. Again, they were all screaming at once, but if you listened carefully words like "perfection", "can't live without you", and "sunshine" could most certainly be heard. And now he waits. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon! Last edited by ArianaBlack; 08-08-2014 at 04:02 AM.