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Maxilocks · 06-20-2008, 03:45 AM

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Originally Posted by SamLuff

"You'll make it, As You are Mr. Perfect, I look forward cheering for Gryffindor team more then," She grinned- looking at all the Wood around them. Wood hasd wierd smell to it, it somehow had a pinching affect inside her nostrils- she wrinkled her nose before looking back at him.

She rolled her eyes. "In any way? Do I look fat to you" She asked in horror- compared to how fat Garfield was getting because off all the sneak in treats- she was VERY much in shape. "And my favorite flavor is definitley not Wood so these brooms shouldnb't fear me at all," She wrinkled her nose again, thinking of what would taste taste like, anyway. - and anyway, they should be only afraid of me whne I plan to fly them which is not happening, so thats that," She added. Just thinking of all the crisis that could appear if she decided to fly made her shiver.

She nodded. "MmmHmm," she nodded, half listening when He said about their may be crime, she was still eyeing the ceiling- What if it did crash? Why were all the stuff at Hogwarts so puzzling?

"Oh Its fine, same old, same old- Life can be very boring here you know," Pun Intented. Her attention did catch on when He mentioned his mother, though. Sarah remebered her and How very Sarah was of her. "You Did? How is she?"

"I hope so," Shel said affably. His hands moved over the end of his broomstick, polish doing its work in its shiny, shiny way. There. That was just the way he liked it. He loved his broom. A lot.

Taking care of it was always fun. Shel could not wait to climb it, and be in the air again. Being airborne was always an amazing feeling, and he could never really understand why some people seemed to dislike it so much. Fear of heights, probably, he decided.

"Well, my broom's afraid of you, for one," he told her, grinning. "It has a very strong feeling you eat wood. Tooth fairies have strong teeth, you know."

He tapped the cloth he had been using on his broom with his wand, his touch light. It immediately looked cleaner - and it had certainly needed the cleaning, seeing how much dirtier it had become after he had begun to use it. He had really left his broom alone, the past couple of days. He needed to pay it more attention, the broomstick was practically wailing for it, today!

"Yeah, I met my mother," he said, nodding. "She's fine, she was happy. At least, she seemed happy. She gave me a gift." He rolled his eyes. One of her 'muggle' gifts again. It had been a set of CD's. Music, mostly. Metal. But he liked it, metal. Heavy metal, especially. "Muggle stuff," he told Sarah. He hesitated, then added, "And a bracelet. One of Aph's. She said she found it when leaving - you know - dad's home. I'd never seen it before, it's very..." he paused, thinking of the right word.

"Very nostalgic," he finished. The movement of hand across broomstick had stopped, for a moment, but now it was re-continued. He held up his broom, in quite good shape once again, now that he had tended to it.

06-20-2008, 03:45 AM	#41 (permalink)
Maxilocks SS Featured Author Türk Bilgini Bugbear Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: {in a leap of faith} Posts: 31,791 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarani Glass Graduated x12	♥ Mrs. Itachi Uchiha™ & MAJNOO! : Bleach & Kyo & Natsume ♥ [ Maxh!Jesh ] Quote: Originally Posted by SamLuff "You'll make it, As You are Mr. Perfect, I look forward cheering for Gryffindor team more then," She grinned- looking at all the Wood around them. Wood hasd wierd smell to it, it somehow had a pinching affect inside her nostrils- she wrinkled her nose before looking back at him. She rolled her eyes. "In any way? Do I look fat to you" She asked in horror- compared to how fat Garfield was getting because off all the sneak in treats- she was VERY much in shape. "And my favorite flavor is definitley not Wood so these brooms shouldnb't fear me at all," She wrinkled her nose again, thinking of what would taste taste like, anyway. - and anyway, they should be only afraid of me whne I plan to fly them which is not happening, so thats that," She added. Just thinking of all the crisis that could appear if she decided to fly made her shiver. She nodded. "MmmHmm," she nodded, half listening when He said about their may be crime, she was still eyeing the ceiling- What if it did crash? Why were all the stuff at Hogwarts so puzzling? "Oh Its fine, same old, same old- Life can be very boring here you know," Pun Intented. Her attention did catch on when He mentioned his mother, though. Sarah remebered her and How very Sarah was of her. "You Did? How is she?" "I hope so," Shel said affably. His hands moved over the end of his broomstick, polish doing its work in its shiny, shiny way. There. That was just the way he liked it. He loved his broom. A lot. Taking care of it was always fun. Shel could not wait to climb it, and be in the air again. Being airborne was always an amazing feeling, and he could never really understand why some people seemed to dislike it so much. Fear of heights, probably, he decided. "Well, my broom's afraid of you, for one," he told her, grinning. "It has a very strong feeling you eat wood. Tooth fairies have strong teeth, you know." He tapped the cloth he had been using on his broom with his wand, his touch light. It immediately looked cleaner - and it had certainly needed the cleaning, seeing how much dirtier it had become after he had begun to use it. He had really left his broom alone, the past couple of days. He needed to pay it more attention, the broomstick was practically wailing for it, today! "Yeah, I met my mother," he said, nodding. "She's fine, she was happy. At least, she seemed happy. She gave me a gift." He rolled his eyes. One of her 'muggle' gifts again. It had been a set of CD's. Music, mostly. Metal. But he liked it, metal. Heavy metal, especially. "Muggle stuff," he told Sarah. He hesitated, then added, "And a bracelet. One of Aph's. She said she found it when leaving - you know - dad's home. I'd never seen it before, it's very..." he paused, thinking of the right word. "Very nostalgic," he finished. The movement of hand across broomstick had stopped, for a moment, but now it was re-continued. He held up his broom, in quite good shape once again, now that he had tended to it.