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Old 01-17-2009, 08:16 AM   #49 (permalink)
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Originally Posted by druidflower View Post
There were two good reasons Tobi couldn't get stung by a scorpion:

1. He had no intention of ever touching it. Gross/Potentially OW!
2. It seemed to have taken up residence in a very personal place of Celadine's so to touch the scorpion -

Tobi's face flushed Gryffindor red in a flat second. "I wouldn't- It would be inappropri - whimbitty-" Tobi gulped. "Excuse me, I must be leaving now."

Tobi ignored his growling stomach and banked on his mother's tendency to pack snacks in his luggage. The conversation was far too deep into the realm of the crazy females, he wanted very much to get back to his compartment, where the only girl was Aggie, and she wasn't very crazy, or very girlie either for that matter.
Cela peered at the older boy, who was at least Nico's age, as he turned into a tomato. "It was nice to meet you." Celandine chirped happily as he made to leave.

That was so weird. Cela shook her head slightly, wondering what had made the Gryffindor all awkward so suddenly. She smiled happily around the rest of the people nearby, before buying a cauldron cake. Just the one. After all that umming and arrring, And a free chocolate frog Celandine was content to nibble delicately on a simple cauldron cake.

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He was about to go out when Daniel heard a familiar voice. It was Celandine who is the same year as he was. He cried out"Hi Celandine. How was your summer? He then walked towards her and saw her scorpion. "So how was your pet?"he asked.

Cela looked up and recognised a boy from classes who she thought was called Daniel. She smiled brightly, "My summer was neat. I got the scorpion for my birthday from myself because... well nobody seemed to want to buy me one." Cela explained, "It's pretty happy now." she would have patted her chest where the scorpion was currently taking residence beneath her shirt but she didn't want to squish it or cause it to sting her unnecessarily.

Celandine Toussaint wasn't stupid after all.
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