10-17-2017, 04:40 AM
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Originally Posted by DJ Moose What a Horrible situation.
Stupid, dumb, cold winter winds. Took his Homework and blew them off in the direction. Simon attempted to give chase to the papers flying with the breeze as best he could. Bundled up in his finest Winter Robe. his Hufflepuff scarf covering him from his nose down to his neck. trudging through the snow trying to find pre-made stamps in the snow where he could so not to get snow down into his socks and nicely polished shoes. Which of course was a failure. Poor Clothes he would have to see that the Elves would do his Laundry once more when he came indoors and got his homework back, if he could get it back.
He stopped instantly when he realized where the winds had taken him. The Whomping Willow. and such a shame. The Tree had claimed his homework. He parted his scarf where his lips were and used his inhaler briefly to regain his breath.
Ah well. Guess he just didn't do his homework then. Simon wasn't going to trouble himself with redoing all the hard work all over again.
Zoryn Amari Spinnet made her way to the Whomping Willow with a rather large box in hand. In fact, the Gryffindor was here to do the same thing Simon was doing, only she was going to do it on purpose. At first, the third year didn't even notice her friend because she was so busy focusing on balling up her homework assignments and throwing them at the tree. It was only when she turned to grab another piece when she saw him there losing his own homework to the tree's wild branches. "YOOOOOOOOO, SIMON!!!!!" She hollered at him from a little ways away. "You feeding your homework to the willow too!?!?!?"
Talk about a coincidence!!! "It's favorite is History of Magic, by the way. I've tested it," she reassured the boy 'cause he looked like he was stressed (nothing out of the usual). "What's that thing for?" She pointed at his inhaler. Simon and his inhaler were like two peas in a pod. You'd never get one without the other, though Zoryn wasn't really sure why he needed it ALL the time.
There was enough air outside, right?! The inhaler was soooorta useless out here. Just sayin.
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