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Davvy_Wavvy · 09-20-2015, 06:45 PM

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

The boy deadpanned at the mention of his younger cousin. Right. Heath. "He'll grow out of it." Blaise replied dissmissively. This wand wasn't born yesterday, it had probably been around for a bit and had more than enough time to grow into its manly ways. There was nothing manly about making him look like a chump and he wouldn't stand for it.

"I don't think anyone liked her." He said, sliding off the bed and heading back to his own to grab his wand. "Except that girl from our dance class but she wasn't all that nice either."

The boy flopped back onto the bed and handed over his wand. "Try casting something with it. Bet nothing happens or really shoddy magic does." That's all that had been happening. To be fair, there were occasions when it pulled up its socks and did something right for him but not without a lot of coaxing and frustration and sad feelings. See all this drama? Clearly a girl.

"I hope so. He's so annoying." And he sucked all the attention from his mother and as much as Ben didn't like being molly cuddled he liked mommy hugs...and the occasional kisses.

How did Blaise even remember those people? He had his own friends and barely ever took note of those people."You're better than me. I don't remember half of the persons we went to school with." Except his other two best friends, one who had gone on to Beauxbaton and Durmstrang respectively.

Bentley spun the wand over in his hand. It felt good. "Alright...lets see...swiiish and flick...wingardium leviosaa" Nice and fluid...intent...execution, just like Grandma taught him. Up up up the book went.

"There's nothing wrong with it Blaise."Ben said excitedly."Do you want to switch wands for a bit."

09-20-2015, 06:45 PM	#15 (permalink)
Davvy_Wavvy DMLE & MO Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: Jamaica Posts: 13,701 Hogwarts RPG Name: Belle Bellaire-Moore Fifth Year x1 x3	Frangelina \|\| twitter addict \|\| Music of the Sun \|\| The Fresh Princess of Bellaire Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo The boy deadpanned at the mention of his younger cousin. Right. Heath. "He'll grow out of it." Blaise replied dissmissively. This wand wasn't born yesterday, it had probably been around for a bit and had more than enough time to grow into its manly ways. There was nothing manly about making him look like a chump and he wouldn't stand for it. "I don't think anyone liked her." He said, sliding off the bed and heading back to his own to grab his wand. "Except that girl from our dance class but she wasn't all that nice either." The boy flopped back onto the bed and handed over his wand. "Try casting something with it. Bet nothing happens or really shoddy magic does." That's all that had been happening. To be fair, there were occasions when it pulled up its socks and did something right for him but not without a lot of coaxing and frustration and sad feelings. See all this drama? Clearly a girl. "I hope so. He's so annoying." And he sucked all the attention from his mother and as much as Ben didn't like being molly cuddled he liked mommy hugs...and the occasional kisses. How did Blaise even remember those people? He had his own friends and barely ever took note of those people."You're better than me. I don't remember half of the persons we went to school with." Except his other two best friends, one who had gone on to Beauxbaton and Durmstrang respectively. Bentley spun the wand over in his hand. It felt good. "Alright...lets see...swiiish and flick...wingardium leviosaa" Nice and fluid...intent...execution, just like Grandma taught him. Up up up the book went. "There's nothing wrong with it Blaise."Ben said excitedly."Do you want to switch wands for a bit." __________________ ...Throw me to the wolves and I'll return leading the pack...