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Originally Posted by Felixir In all honesty, Abey wasn't even totally sure how he'd managed to get his mattress all the way out of the portrait hole and common room either. The only answer he might have had for Derf, had the Hufflepuff asked, was that he was actually well-practiced in lugging his mattress down the stairs from his dormitory. Sometimes a kid just liked to have a sleepover in the common room. Or, said kid had done, last term. Now it was far too far away from the majority of his people and he didn't much like sleeping up in the Gryffindor tower at all.
Even so, the fact that he had got his mattress out here didn't mean that all this was an easy task. Abey had the tendency of growing upwards so quickly that the rest of his body couldn't keep up and was all thin and his muscles LOOKED non-existent, because of how stretched upwards he was. But he did have muscles, really BIG ones, they were just too stretched to see, that was all. Honestly. Actually.
It was MUCH easier to lug the mattress along with Derf's help, THAT was for sure, though Abey had been wondering just how exactly they were actually going to get the thing down to the very bottom. It had been tricky enough when they were on level ground. "Okay," he replied, gladly dropping his end of the mattress so that it hit the floor with a heavy, muffled THUD. Actually, he was glad that Derf had suggested the break, because Abey had been willing to pretend he was totally actually completely fine to keep going, even though his arms ached and his brow was just as sweaty as his friend's. Without further ado, Abey flopped face first onto the mattress, seeing as it was all there and convenient for taking breaks on. "I don't even want to think about carrying it all the way back up the stairs," he commented, patting the mattress in order to invite Derf to flop down too. His arms felt like overcooked spaghetti when he too let go of his end of the mattress and willingly flopped down on it beside Abey - full starfish pose - without a second thought. "You know when people s-say not to think about pink polka dotted Hungarian Horntails-s-s but then all you can do is-s think about them?" he asked, still very much out of breath and heart pounding in his ears. He turned his head a little to look at his Gryffindor with a tired sideways grin. "Now that's-s all I can think about." Carrying the mattress back up the stairs that is.
Although now there WERE pink polka dotted Hungarian Horntails involved too. On the sheets - the pattern of them. Wait...no...they were lugging a mattress carrying a Hungarian Horntail on it. With a few eggs. The eggs were a slightly darker shade of pink polka dot, for the record, and the mama Hungarian Horntail was surprisingly not acting overly protective around her eggs despite him and Abey being nearby.
Before he could really get to wondering too much about this image his imagination had painted, something about the way one of the flying buttress connected to the wall reminded him of another thought he had wanted to ask Abey about. You know, since Abey had an older girlfriend and he an older wife...of sorts.
Neither of them really knew what they were doing.
"What do you think about s-s-snogging?"
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