09-23-2016, 04:14 AM
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| Demiguise
Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton
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Ronnie Thurkell
Gryffindor Seventh Year
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|  lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo 
Right, of course, dark magic. Artifacts. Things he wouldn't mess with if given half a chance on his own. Good to know. "You'd only get in trouble with your parents. I don't think there are any Professors left that'll really make a fuss about it." Or anything else for that matter. He was sure Char could light half the castle on fire and leave with a slap on the wrist--or even worse, gasp, point loss. Truly treacherous for a house that collectively didn't seem as bothered about the cup as the others did.
"Sure, just don't--" Before he could caution her not to lose balance, he found his teeth chatter and a cold chill run all the way through him.
Merlin's bloody beard, what was that?
Blaise gapped at Char's offer, not remembering when that consensus had been reached--especially given the sudden intrusion just now. But....."So long as you don't run us through again. Hypothermia is not the way I see myself going."
He leaned a little closer to his friend. "You don't think he'll want to be twirled too, do you?"
Weeeee! Twirling! Charlotte Kettleburn was about that life! Except for the interruption meant she had to finish the twirl herself.
"I'm sure he can manage without you helping." She assured Blaise. But back to twirling. "Twirl me! And then we start the CONGA LINE!"
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Originally Posted by Fat Friar The Friar, while feeling guilty about the floating through the students thing, was also very cheerful that they didn't mind his company! He smiled widely. "I'll do my best!" he folded his hands atop his tummy and nodded at Shakespeare. "I do say, Medusa and William would have made quite the interesting couple, even if one or both of their existences are questionable," he grinned. He was a well read friar, you see, as most men of the cloth had to be back in the middle ages.
It was time to dance, though, and he unfolded his hands and began to boogie. Fingers in the air, moving his hands up and down, his bum wiggling. Boogying over here. He would have attempted to bum-bump Blaise or Charlotte, but alas, he was a ghost. And Blaise had just asked him not to run through them again! "Great!" Char didn't mind. The Friar seemed lovely. She giggled though, mid-dancing. "Oh me and Blaise aren't a couple! We're just friends. We haven't kissed or anything, Mr Friar!" JUST so he knew! Besides, probably with her Medusa headpiece she wasn't exactly miss kissable today! Oh well! She would understand that the snakes might put off any potential suitors!
"Nice moves, Mr Friar!" Charlotte began imitating him. Inspiration!
And...
"Conga line!" Yahhh! Lets do this!
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