11-27-2022, 10:53 PM
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Caledon Roth The Leaky Cauldron | Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll SPOILER!!: Luther & Aria ^_^ Quote:
Originally Posted by Freyr
Luther looked at the Hufflepuff. He understood what it felt like to hate something because it hurt one's parents. However, thanks to Leo, he also knew that vengeance did not help anyone. "I am sorry for what your father has gone through. Is he an Auror or something?" Then he added, "Also, on a brighter note, I absolutely love your costume. It's the Phantom, right?"
As Luther waited for the disturbingly realistic portrait of Umbridge to answer, he couldn't completely suppress his laughter. Then the toad spoke in her irritatingly high tone "I have neither seen nor heard such disrespectful and annoying creatures. I will also have you know that I was pursued by many handsome frogs in my youth... I mean men." With that Luther completely lost it and started to laugh uncontrollably.
After calming down a bit to chuckling occasionally from uncontrollable laughter, Luther said "That was brilliant, Aria. Would you like to go first? I wonder what she will say after you charm her." Quote:
Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Aria was curious too. Was Desiree’s father an Auror? While it was not the only occupation whereby Mr. Marchand could possibly encounter the living dead, it certainly was the most plausible explanation. Quite unlike Umbridge and her little frog rumour. How had such an amusing thing started?? Aria could hardly keep a straight face while she waited for an answer and when it finally came, she lost it. Cue more chortling on her end! She even reached for Luther’s shoulder so that she could steady herself, otherwise she might have collapsed from sheer mirth. “Imagine being pursued by FROGS, Luther!” Bahahaha!
The girl eventually sobered up and she nodded to her friend. “I’d be delighted to, young Sir!’’ Her wand was unholstered. “Rictusempra!’’ The Charm hit the painted frog lady squarely on the forehead. The effects were quite funny to watch. “Is it just me or does Umbridge have an ugly laugh?”
Desiree shook her head. Now how was she going to answer Luther’s question? She wasn’t going to lie, but she didn’t want to frighten anyone with the idea of Inferi at Hogwarts! “No, he wasn’t an Auror,” she said. “It was a completely unexpected attack someplace you wouldn’t think Inferi would be." That was the only clue she’d give as to how and where it happened. “He helped a lot of people, but he was injured fighting the Inferi.”
Thinking about what her dad had gone through made her angry all over again! She was sorely tempted to send another spell at the Inferi portrait, but she didn’t trust herself not to do worse than red sparks. Fortunately, Luther’s compliment distracted her, and her face brightened. “Thank you!” she replied with a smile and a dramatic cape twirl. Asdfjkl! He knew The Phantom of the Opera?! She thought she was the only one! “Yes, that’s right. I made the costume myself.”
Desiree giggled to herself as she watched Luther and Aria’s interaction with the Umbridge portrait. Suddenly an idea occurred to her, and she wondered what would happen if Umbridge started burping up slugs. Not that she had a particular vendetta against Dolores Umbridge, she was just curious. “What do you think she’d do if she started burping slugs?” she asked Luther and Aria, jerking her head toward the Umbridge portrait.
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