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sweetpinkpixie · 07-27-2017, 01:26 PM

Two things had had the second year petrified with terror since her stepped into the greenhouse. The first being that he had no idea what lacrimoneous meant and the other being the tree itself. While he had just recently admitted in his Infant Creature journal that he WAS warming up to the idea of plants and trees, he was still long ways off from accepting. Being comfortable around them was still, well, it was a long ways off. It also did not help that when Dark Lord Myers spoke the Hufflepuff COMPLETELY misheard the name of the tree.

WEAVING WILLOW.

DEATH WAS UPON THEM ALL!

It was one of mum's favorite flesh eaters - although mum favored them in general - and Derf could just feel the secretion forming in his trousers as his bright blues STARED at it while the professor spoke. The myth went entirely in one ear and out the other, the Hufflepuff retaining a b s o l u t e l y nothing. Could he cast Incendio? He suddenly forgot if he COULD and was suddenly wishing he were by Dora because she was like really REALLY good with fire magic. Alas, however, as he was currently opposite of where the older Gryffindor was.

So while the man talked some more and probably asked the class something,
Derf went through his enchanted suitcase until he found the helmet he had taken off one of the suits of armour earlier and quickly slipped it on his head.
At least now his head would be safe, right?

Could he please drop Herbology now?

He also edged his way closer to Althea - who he had been close to already - because she had TOTALLY saved and protected him during last class. Hello older Hufflepuff lady. You now had a Derf attached to you. Hi.

07-27-2017, 01:26 PM	#35 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Gladrags Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Leprechaun Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 40,882 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Third Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Two things had had the second year petrified with terror since her stepped into the greenhouse. The first being that he had no idea what lacrimoneous meant and the other being the tree itself. While he had just recently admitted in his Infant Creature journal that he WAS warming up to the idea of plants and trees, he was still long ways off from accepting. Being comfortable around them was still, well, it was a long ways off. It also did not help that when Dark Lord Myers spoke the Hufflepuff COMPLETELY misheard the name of the tree. WEAVING WILLOW. DEATH WAS UPON THEM ALL! It was one of mum's favorite flesh eaters - although mum favored them in general - and Derf could just feel the secretion forming in his trousers as his bright blues STARED at it while the professor spoke. The myth went entirely in one ear and out the other, the Hufflepuff retaining a b s o l u t e l y nothing. Could he cast Incendio? He suddenly forgot if he COULD and was suddenly wishing he were by Dora because she was like really REALLY good with fire magic. Alas, however, as he was currently opposite of where the older Gryffindor was. So while the man talked some more and probably asked the class something, Derf went through his enchanted suitcase until he found the helmet he had taken off one of the suits of armour earlier and quickly slipped it on his head. At least now his head would be safe, right? Could he please drop Herbology now? He also edged his way closer to Althea - who he had been close to already - because she had TOTALLY saved and protected him during last class. Hello older Hufflepuff lady. You now had a Derf attached to you. Hi. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like