11-15-2020, 11:52 AM
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 DoM Jobberknoll
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Serena Anastasia Anders Fifth Year x2
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Originally Posted by Fireheart Um. Hold up. They were using snakes to tell the future now? Avalon stared, wide-eyed, as Professor Kitridge picked up a serpent as if it was a harmless kitten. And the snakes enjoyed being touched? That was a little hard to believe. Avalon wasn't afraid of them, but she didn't particularly enjoy scaly, slithery things either.
Oh good, someone else wanted a partner. She'd definitely prefer to work with someone, just in case anything weird happened. "I'll work with you," Avalon said to Serena. "I guess I'll grab one?" The Ravenclaw made her way to the crates and cautiously lifted up a serpent. "If this thing ends up biting my head off, I'm never taking Divination again," she said jokingly before running her hand across the snake's cool skin. It was always awkward talking to creatures, but it seemed to help them warm up. "Hi, little snakey. Nice to meet you?" she said hesitantly, trying not to laugh at how silly it must seem. She held the snake out to the Slytherin. "You wanna try holding it?" Serena perked up when someone took up her offer as partners. "Yes, please." She sighed in relief, as she turned to smile at Avalon gratefully. The Slytherin walked up to the prefect, and watched as she took a serpent from the crate - she instinctively took a step back. "I'm pretty sure there won't be anyone attending Divination classes for a while, if that happens." She replied with a cautious chuckle of her own.
She watched as the older girl started...bonding? with the snake, and Serena inched closer to watch. It seemed docile enough, right? But when Avalon held out the snake towards her, she took half a step back before stopping and squaring her shoulders in reluctant determination.
The blonde extended a tentative finger towards the snake, and ran a finger through its cool skin. It wasn't so bad? But it definitely was no warm kneazle. "Are allowed to name..it? him? her?" She asked
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