 Post 1 Slytherin by heart
Kyle went to a fire pit and waved his wand in a circle around the smoke. "Fumus lamina." There appeared a deformed but sheathed dagger with a safety latch on it. At least the dagger wasn't going to be in danger of slipping out of the sheath. He went to one of the lines and waited his turn. Once he had reached the front of the line, he stepped up and held the dagger by the point, the way he was taught to. He never was good at this throwing business. He cautiously aimed for a green hole, tossed the dagger, then watched as it bounced just to the right of a red hole. Oh well, so much for that. Maybe if the dagger had been balanced better he would have done alright. He went back to the fire pit to create a new one.
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Armand and Damien Beta-Erikson
Named for Legends
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