09-11-2017, 09:22 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Mozart Bronwyn #ee6600 Gryffindor Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maebry Grimaldi #ff8d6d First Year x7 x5
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack "IF IT GOES RIGHT THEY WON'T ACTUALLY GET HURT," hurting the kneazles wasn't a part of the plan. But then again, a lot of wild things happened at Hogwarts on the daily so it could very much be a possibility. That part went without saying though and she figured the first year probably wouldn't be on board if he knew all of that. So eh. What he didn't know wouldn't hurt him or the kneazles, hopefully.
Food chant boy was being awfully distracting right now and the older Gryffindor was starting to have doubts about inviting him into her plan of action. Next time she was definitely dragging Théo down to help her do the dirty work. He always said yes, never asked questions, and stayed on topic most of the time. "MHMMMMMMM," her slight annoyance with the boy evaporated just as quickly as it had appeared because Zoryn Spinnet could never turn down any form of flattery. "She's like my great, great, great, great, GREAT... Something!" The third year didn't actually know all that much about her family line.... BUT food chant boy didn't need specifics, anyways.
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Upon hearing the yelp, Zoryn dropped to the floor and grabbed on to food-chant-boy in attempt to pull her down with him. "QUICK! DUCK!" If there was anyone else present in the barn then Zoryn Amari Spinnet was T-O-A-S-T. Toast. There were only so many people who could get involved in a genius prank before things went to poo. And Zoryn needed this to work 'cause she had put a lot of thought and energy into it, which wasn't something she did very often.
That and the noise would probably be a warning call for Professor Wayland to come running over and Zoryn REALLY didn't need him ruining the day either. Beau sighed a BIG RELIEVED SIGH OF RELIEF and GRINNED at the OLLLDer girl. "OKAY PHEW. That's good. You won't get hurt, LITTLE GUY GAL." Because they still hadn't figured out what kind of kneazle this one was. Real questions. Real answers needed. ZORYN QUIDDITCH ANSWER THE QUESTIONS PLEAAAAAASE. "WoooOoOooOWWWW-iiiiiEeEeeeeeeEEEEEE!" That. Was. SO. Cool. Oh. Wow. WOW. WOWWWWWW. "My Mum is Kaia Barnard! SHEEEEE plays quidditch!!!!!!!!!" Did Zoryn know her? Did she want to meet her? HM? Everyone ELSE DID. Beau didn't MIND THAT. But oNLY when they were his friends fIRST.
wAIT.
Where did she gO?! Beau only noticed her on the floor when he heard her shout for him to duck and tugged on him, so....he did just that. DROPPED TO THE FLOOR. FLAT. STOP, DROP AND NOT-ROLL. Because there wasn't a fire. "What happened? Where did the kneazle gOooOooo????"
SOMEONE HAD STOLEN THE KNEAZLE???? THEY HAD DROPPED TO THE FLOOOR???? WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
NOOOOOOOOOOOO
HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLP
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