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hermionesclone · 09-23-2019, 01:37 AM

Text Cut: wheeee

Up, up, up went the beanbag......... and down again.

Lucas offered the Slytherin a smile. One that he tried, really tried, to make genuine but might look awkward all the same. "That was great! That went really far, you know," he said in what he hoped was a happy tone. That sigh hadn’t gone unnoticed, after all.

He only really turned away when the Professor started speaking so he turned to him, instead, as he started to explain the activity. Aaaaaaaand, there was that uncomfortable feeling again. But he wasn’t uncomfortable because of what the activity was about. No no no! This time, he was uncomfortable because he had been sure - so sure! - that this was going to be an activity that would only make him anxious. Something he wouldn’t like at all. And now, they just had to throw darts at a target. That was it.

Was stupid his middle name?

The fourth year grabbed the box that was levitated towards them and set it down on the floor. From it, he grabbed a single dart and held it up in front of him, almost as if he was examining it. "Anyone good at the muggle game darts?" Or aiming? Yes? No? Because both would come in very handy right about now.

Although, darts always seemed like an old person game but...... he wasn’t going to say that.

"I guess I’ll go first?" He didn’t want to. Really. This was much worse than beanbags because these were actually sharp. But he didn’t want the girls to know that so he was...... going to pretend he knew what he was doing. Yeah. Look, he was lining the dart up with the target! He was practically a pro! ...... Right?

"Alarte Ascendare!" The result? The dart flew up with a WHOOSH, causing Lucas to blink in surprise. Was it going to make it? Was he going to get a BULLSEYE??

........... No. The dart curved halfway up and landed on the very edge of the target.

Uh???

09-23-2019, 01:37 AM	#81 (permalink)
hermionesclone Gladrags Mod DMC & DMAC Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,843 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11	urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Text Cut: wheeee Quote: Originally Posted by Ginevra Fiona nodded and said, "Yeah, I'll give it a try." She pointed her wand at the nearest beanbag and as she flicked her wand upwards said clearly, "Alarate Ascendare!" The beanbag flew halfway up into the air before landing back down with a fair bit of force. Fiona sighed. At least she managed to get it up in the air. Up, up, up went the beanbag......... and down again. Lucas offered the Slytherin a smile. One that he tried, really tried, to make genuine but might look awkward all the same. "That was great! That went really far, you know," he said in what he hoped was a happy tone. That sigh hadn’t gone unnoticed, after all. He only really turned away when the Professor started speaking so he turned to him, instead, as he started to explain the activity. Aaaaaaaand, there was that uncomfortable feeling again. But he wasn’t uncomfortable because of what the activity was about. No no no! This time, he was uncomfortable because he had been sure - so sure! - that this was going to be an activity that would only make him anxious. Something he wouldn’t like at all. And now, they just had to throw darts at a target. That was it. Was stupid his middle name? The fourth year grabbed the box that was levitated towards them and set it down on the floor. From it, he grabbed a single dart and held it up in front of him, almost as if he was examining it. "Anyone good at the muggle game darts?" Or aiming? Yes? No? Because both would come in very handy right about now. Although, darts always seemed like an old person game but...... he wasn’t going to say that. "I guess I’ll go first?" He didn’t want to. Really. This was much worse than beanbags because these were actually sharp. But he didn’t want the girls to know that so he was...... going to pretend he knew what he was doing. Yeah. Look, he was lining the dart up with the target! He was practically a pro! ...... Right? "Alarte Ascendare!" The result? The dart flew up with a WHOOSH, causing Lucas to blink in surprise. Was it going to make it? Was he going to get a BULLSEYE?? ........... No. The dart curved halfway up and landed on the very edge of the target. Uh??? __________________