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He wasn't sure what had come over him, but the third year soon found himself HISSING at the prefect when she snatched the fruit from his grasp. "I was thinking how DELICIOUS that fruit was," he sneered, eyes wild and glazed over. And her HAND on him was NOT appreciated. Honestly, he could BITE her right now...but then the thought of anything other than that gorgeous orange skin and liquid from HEAVEN passing through his puckered 13-year-old lips seemed absolutely appalling
The cheers of encouragement from the older Gryffindor mostly fell on deaf ears. He was a little too preoccupied with trying to wiggle free from his prefect's hold. As were really any and all comments and looks through his way.
Save for one.
And that was only because Professor Myers had been LOUD.
"That means you too!" he hissed again at Etta - because she was holding him and stuff so SHE needed to let go and let him get back to ---
"OOW!" he howled, mostly in surprise, as the professor forced him to drink whatever it was in that vial. Swallowing reluctantly, that glassy look that had been over the third year's eyes lessened somewhat and his features went a little pale. Well...a LOT pale...even a little greenish.
"Eeeeer...I don't feel so ... " he mumbled as he stumbled and swayed a bit and, well, all the fruit he had just ingested was officially no longer in his stomach. Throat burning and eyes watering, Derf's baby blues refocused on the professor's shoes and, er, he really did NOT need to see that.
"UuuuuUUUUUuuuUUUUUUUUuuuuuUUUG..."
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