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DaniDiNardo · 01-22-2016, 07:40 PM

SPOILER!!: Daaaavie

Leave him alone and not steal his tire? Was there someone like that? Blaise's punching days had started and ended last term in the Great Hall with Davie but that didn't mean he was gonna let people be rude to his friend--as Prefects saw at the feast. Ahem. The boy's words had Blaise looking around at their classmates, trying to figure who it might have been.

In the middle of his search, the Professor began the lesson about where they were. Playing here? Living here? He didn't know. The young Gryffindor took another look around, this time not to survey potential jerks but to take in his surroundings. What WOULD he do? Huh. "I'll feel like I was super tough, Professor. Just looking around already makes me feel tougher, like I can take on anything if I can handle this--plus the tires are neat. They'd make for a cool game."

There, participation, now then, what was this about a Haddie? Wait, he knew a Haddie from other classes they were in together. That girl that came to the Gryffindor table to throw food.

"I'm in." He had nothing personal against the girl, then again, he'd had nothing personal against half the Prefects he pelted. All good. "What'd you have in mind?"

01-22-2016, 07:40 PM	#71 (permalink)
DaniDiNardo Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,239 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite SPOILER!!: Daaaavie Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl David reluctantly shook himself out from his scowl-worthy thoughts as Blaise joined him on the tire. Thank goodness he was here to save him from this stupor, though, because now his tire-seat would be better balanced. But he didn't say that just yet. At the mention of his scowl, Davie looked up and gave his friend a shrug, his forehead just a little less creased. "Maybe if I had a permanent scowl, people would leave me alone and not try to steal my tire seat..." he replied sardonically. After a beat, though, David did crack a smile for his friend. Were they going to have to pretend to be bums today? Because Davie was in the perfect mood to be a bum. He leaned in toward Blaise a bit as he was struck by the idea of being a bum. "No really, I'm glad you're here." He lowered his voice. You gotta help me take down this first year chick... her name is Haddie..." Leave him alone and not steal his tire? Was there someone like that? Blaise's punching days had started and ended last term in the Great Hall with Davie but that didn't mean he was gonna let people be rude to his friend--as Prefects saw at the feast. Ahem. The boy's words had Blaise looking around at their classmates, trying to figure who it might have been. In the middle of his search, the Professor began the lesson about where they were. Playing here? Living here? He didn't know. The young Gryffindor took another look around, this time not to survey potential jerks but to take in his surroundings. What WOULD he do? Huh. "I'll feel like I was super tough, Professor. Just looking around already makes me feel tougher, like I can take on anything if I can handle this--plus the tires are neat. They'd make for a cool game." There, participation, now then, what was this about a Haddie? Wait, he knew a Haddie from other classes they were in together. That girl that came to the Gryffindor table to throw food. "I'm in." He had nothing personal against the girl, then again, he'd had nothing personal against half the Prefects he pelted. All good. "What'd you have in mind?" __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.