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Fitheach · 09-13-2018, 01:59 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Flopping backwards and sinking into the plush sofa directly in front of the fireplace, Derf was honestly on the verge of falling asleep again. That is...until someone was shouting about hippogriffs.

"HUH?!" he woke with a start. "No one panic. I don't know how they got in here but they are likely more spooked than you a------" Wait what? Oh, no hippogriffs in the common room. Just an expression. Ears reddening considerably, the sixth year's eyes crossed as he looked upwards to see Picketta's leaves just barely dipping over the rim of his brow. "Yeah, she it," he smiled affectionately at the bowtruckle before looking back at the first years. "Lizzie, Arthuria. This is Picketta," he introduced as he gestured upwards with an indication from his index finger. He then introduced the girls, along with some other choice words that she BEHAVE, by means of some clicking and chattering of his teeth.

And then Josie entered, looking a bit exhausted. "Hey Josie, you need some chocolate?" Since he was never without at least five boxes of chocolate frogs in those enchanted pockets of his. Well, usually anyway.

Lizzie leafed through her book and opened it up to the page on Bowtruckles, comparing the drawn picture to the real one on Derf's head. Picketta seemed to study the picture too.

"That's you," Lizzie laughed, "your kind anyway."

Derf turned his attention to another girl that entered the common room.

"Do you think she'd let me hold her?" Lizzie asked, "Where did you get a Bowtruckle? Do you have an interest in fantastic creatures too?"

09-13-2018, 01:59 AM	#12 (permalink)
Fitheach Murtlap Join Date: Jul 2018 Location: Canada Posts: 64 Hogwarts RPG Name: Elizabeth "Lizzie" Marie Dowitcher First Year	Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Flopping backwards and sinking into the plush sofa directly in front of the fireplace, Derf was honestly on the verge of falling asleep again. That is...until someone was shouting about hippogriffs. "HUH?!" he woke with a start. "No one panic. I don't know how they got in here but they are likely more spooked than you a------" Wait what? Oh, no hippogriffs in the common room. Just an expression. Ears reddening considerably, the sixth year's eyes crossed as he looked upwards to see Picketta's leaves just barely dipping over the rim of his brow. "Yeah, she it," he smiled affectionately at the bowtruckle before looking back at the first years. "Lizzie, Arthuria. This is Picketta," he introduced as he gestured upwards with an indication from his index finger. He then introduced the girls, along with some other choice words that she BEHAVE, by means of some clicking and chattering of his teeth. And then Josie entered, looking a bit exhausted. "Hey Josie, you need some chocolate?" Since he was never without at least five boxes of chocolate frogs in those enchanted pockets of his. Well, usually anyway. Lizzie leafed through her book and opened it up to the page on Bowtruckles, comparing the drawn picture to the real one on Derf's head. Picketta seemed to study the picture too. "That's you," Lizzie laughed, "your kind anyway." Derf turned his attention to another girl that entered the common room. "Do you think she'd let me hold her?" Lizzie asked, "Where did you get a Bowtruckle? Do you have an interest in fantastic creatures too?" __________________