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Harron Peasley · 09-22-2018, 10:51 PM

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Originally Posted by Waterloo

AKJHSAKAHDG!!!11

“Wha——? Cut it out and go away!!” Max growled angrily at the poltergeist, trying his hardest but ultimately failing miserably to dodge the spitballs that were pelted in his direction too. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, manky, stinky swamp water was added to the mix. It was on his robes… it was in his precious hair.

Thankfully, he wasn’t as soaked as the Gryffindor kid who was still the wrong side of the rope but STILL. He was a clean freak and so this was a nightmare.

Gross gross gross.

“I know you.” He huffed irritably, turning back to the Gryffindor with an even bigger frown. It might've been effective if his face wasn't splattered with brown swamp goo. And.... well... he didn’t know him. Not REALLY. But kind of. “You were in the Prefect’s compartment on the train here. Who’s badge did you nick?”

It was pretty funny watching the older kid try and tell the poltergeist off when it was pretty obvious the spirit was having WAY too much fun spitting at them. And Peeves also had a reputation for not listening to authority figures.

A reputation that Józef wasn't going to earn himself. No siree! He couldn't help but snicker at the anger from the prefect, even though he was annoyed at being soaked in swamp water, and that snicker remained when he started talking. "Do you? I don't know you."

Not his smartest response, but he WAS soaking wet from a combination of swamp water and spitballs.

"Didn't nick it. It was given to me."

09-22-2018, 10:51 PM	#8 (permalink)
Harron Peasley Mooncalf Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: The Losers Club Posts: 7,590 Hogwarts RPG Name: Reuben Albert Darcy-Stemp Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Billie Love Stemp Gryffindor Third Year x3	Sarah thinks I'm cute \| Shan's safe space. Quote: Originally Posted by Waterloo AKJHSAKAHDG!!!11 “Wha——? Cut it out and go away!!” Max growled angrily at the poltergeist, trying his hardest but ultimately failing miserably to dodge the spitballs that were pelted in his direction too. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, manky, stinky swamp water was added to the mix. It was on his robes… it was in his precious hair. Thankfully, he wasn’t as soaked as the Gryffindor kid who was still the wrong side of the rope but STILL. He was a clean freak and so this was a nightmare. Gross gross gross. “I know you.” He huffed irritably, turning back to the Gryffindor with an even bigger frown. It might've been effective if his face wasn't splattered with brown swamp goo. And.... well... he didn’t know him. Not REALLY. But kind of. “You were in the Prefect’s compartment on the train here. Who’s badge did you nick?” It was pretty funny watching the older kid try and tell the poltergeist off when it was pretty obvious the spirit was having WAY too much fun spitting at them. And Peeves also had a reputation for not listening to authority figures. A reputation that Józef wasn't going to earn himself. No siree! He couldn't help but snicker at the anger from the prefect, even though he was annoyed at being soaked in swamp water, and that snicker remained when he started talking. "Do you? I don't know you." Not his smartest response, but he WAS soaking wet from a combination of swamp water and spitballs. "Didn't nick it. It was given to me." __________________ ⇀ Standing now, calling all the people here to see the show_____________________________ Calling for my demons now to let me go ↽