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Daniel Evans Weasley
Fifth Year |  I'm ready!
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Originally Posted by Harmonizer  Ah, now it was starting to get interesting. Samson could swear he could see the girl doubting herself now. Good, good. He held back another chuckle at that.
"Text book, schmext book," he remarked, waving his hand in the air in dismissal of the thought. "You shouldn't believe everything you read, you know. It's always best to get a first-hand look at things. Take the Giant Squid down at the Black Lake for example. You won't really be able to get the estimated number of suction cups it has in each tentacle unless you cut one off and count it for yourself. And you don't even need to worry about upsetting the balance or whatever, because as far as I know, that Squid grows another tentacle 10 seconds after the last one dies." He really did not know what he was talking about himself, but that didn't matter. As long as the girl believed him (maybe even enough to try it herself!), it would be hilarious.
Then she decided to be all spunky one second, and buddy-buddy the next. First years got weirder and weirder every term passing. "See, that's the problem with you people. You let your competitve nature get the better of you." Look who's talking, indeed! "That's why we don't get a chance at winning the Cup. All you guys concentrate on is study, study, study, to win the cup at the end of the year. Then you won't get to enjoy the school year, and the points will not be worth it. Aaaand, it's so much better to earn points when you're having fun, not tied up and all stressed." That was his rather insightful viewpoint. Truth be told, it wasn't every day Samson was like this. He just felt like it was time to make changes. Slight changes, of course. He wouldn't give up pranks, torments, teasing, and Gavin for anything. Heh. This also was the time he talked. A lot. And he hadn't even had a single dose of sugar anything in the past 24 hours!
"Just... really watch yourself, girl. Funny things happen around Hogwarts. Fuuunny things," he repeated, sending a wink her way. He would not, of course, tell her that sometimes he and his best friend were part of the mayhem. Oh. Speaking of mayhem. Character switch time! "I mean, look at you. Just now you are talking of nonsense and betting and other such immoralities that would surely taint your good name and the good name of dearest Rowena Ravenclaw. For shame!" He yelped, rising from his chair and pointing at the girl as though she were a traitor. "Betting is immoral, and I shall have to report you to the Headmistress come morning. May Merlin have mercy on you," he said as his voice got lower and is eyes squinted into little slits.
Change. And this time he donned a thick British accent, totally contrasting his previous American-English accent.
"And yes, you may call me Watson, dear lady. I shan't deprive you of the decision to not believe my name is truly that, but I suggest you make use of that, for I fear you may only be embarrased if you used any other." He nodded at her, as Sherlock Holmes' sidekick would, and sat closer to her. "And you, my lady, are?"
So Gavin's flirtacious nature was rubbing off on him, too? Eugh. Samson decided that, after this little quip, he'd be more careful of the changes he made in his life.
And even before he could wait for an answer from the other girl, someone else spoke. Ugh. It was one of those girls who thought they were better than everyone else, and that being angsty was the solution.
It was a really, really big turn-off.
...
AND SINCE WHEN DID SAMSON CARSWELL CARE ABOUT WHAT TURNED HIM ON?
He held back a shudder at the thought, and tried to shove them out of his head. Eh. Gross. Still, he wanted to make a come-back.
"I suggest you just keep your mouth closed instead of repeating your words - excuse me, I mean, your only word - over, and over, and over again. In case you didn't know, there are other people in this room that would like to listen to something other than a broken record."
Yep, he still had it.
And still, the Barry guy creeped him out. It was like he was this too-spontaneous-for-his-own-good kind of guy.
"Yeah? Well, like I told little miss skeptical over here," he started, pointing over to Nia, "The name's Watson, and if you wanna call me something else, I suggest you not do that, because I won't like it. And I can do what I like, thanks very much. Because last time I checked, this was a free country."
Oh. And he was a classic Ravenclaw know-it-all, too. How annoying. Or maybe Samson was just generally a bitter person. Barry said "You shouldn`t belive everything you read either 10 seconds is just unsurd Watson"
"You can do whatever you want but I can say what I would like you not to do and I don`t like arguing so lets end that here unless you have a problem with me" Quote:
Originally Posted by Celandine Cela looked up with interest as an unusual argument erupted. A boy she hadn't met, who looked a fair bit older than she, was riling up a girl that Cela was sure was a first year, despite the fact that Celandine was smaller.
Why was it that every tall tale told to first years involved the squid? Will had tried something similar on her at the beginning of last term and she had played along for a moment or two. For funsies. And really why would anyone care how many suction pads were on each tentacle in the first place. She cocked her head; this Watson boy seemed to be debating for the sake of it but that was okay; he was pretty good at it.
Celandine opened her bag of chilli candies and popped one in her mouth thoughtfully as she listened further,
Well, last term they may have had the least housepoints, but Celandine herself had the most out of all the Ravenclaws; she'd had a whole bundle of fun doing it too even with the restrictions at Belles. It had been worth it. And she had gotten to skate around like a lunatic all the while. She found herself nodding toward the end of his comment even though Cela thought the ideas weren't mutually exclusive at all. The chilli candy was hot in her mouth and she continued to suck on it thoughtfully.
Cela stiffled a giggle at the performance, resisting the urge to break into applause. Whoever this boy was; he was an awesome actor. She popped another piece of candy in her mouth without even finishing the first and shook the bag idly.
As he lapsed into a character she recognised, Celandine did indeed emit a small giggle. This boy needed a stage! And...makeup! And....stadium seating!
And then he changed again, despite the fact that he was being quite rude to the girl, Cela found herself nodding enthusiastically in agreement, mouth full of extremely hot chilli candies. She would rather listen to the ranting of this Watson dude than a broken record any day.
Cela had to physically hold herself back from offering a standing ovation, she popped another hot candy into her mouth, enjoying herself immensely. Barry gave Cela a look which said no handing out that candy
Barry hoped that he adn`t made another enemy in frount of Cela too! just be a nice understanding person Barry thought
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