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Zoerawrr 
From where he sat a little way away from the fire, nursing his stinging face, Jake watched the rest of the students and staff having fun, feeling a little resentful. Grrr.
That was when he noticed that one girl who'd headbutted in the common room one time. Hmmm, head injuries seemed to happen around her. It took a while before Jake realised he was watching her, like when you just drift off... become hypnotised by the world around you.
All that jazz.
Well, Jake needed a friend, his sister was nowhere near him and his favourite teachers were busy or Jake was steering clear of them. Nodding firmly to himself, Jake pushed himself up and wandered over to sit next to the girl he remembered to be Wesley (one doesn't necessarily forget an odd name as such in a hurry) and sat beside her, keeping the smarting side of his face out of her view... he was sure it was red right now.
Opening his mouth to say hi, Jake noticed that Wesley was watching Dani for guidance and immediately lost his voice, deciding to close his mouth and say nothing... just sit and wait for her to talk.
Intently staring at the fire, Welsey
almost didn't notice Jake walk up to her. But hot pink hair was hard to miss.
Suddenly stiff, the Hufflepuff kept her eyes facing forward and tried to figure out why he was sitting by her. It wasn't that she didn't like him; it was just that being around him made her feel EXTREMELY nervous. Like she was going to give him a concussion. Accidentally.
Maybe to ask for help on Arithmancy homework? Not that Wesley thought Jake didn't get it, just...he had seemed preoccupied during the last lesson. But he had so many other friends to ask for help. Although Wesley wasn't one hundred percent positive, she was pretty sure he had a few Ravenclaw buddies, which meant that if he needed homework help he'd probably turn to them.
Maybe to tell me he hates me? Flinching, the tiny first year slightly shook her head, she had already covered this topic. She needed to move on.
People who hate you don't share textbooks with you.
Eyebrows scrunched, Wesley tried to think harder. Get more creative. As her eyes searched the flames, they landed on her marshmallow, which was looking especially black.
Was it supposed to look like that? Oh! The marshmallow! Of course, Jake wanted to learn how to make a S'more!
Ready to explain the process, now grinning broadly at him, Wesley opened her mouth-
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krazypenguin Dani giggled as she watched the other girl making s'mores. The girl would randomly glance her way, so she decided to walk over to where she was sitting. She watched as the girls marshmallow caught on fire. "Oi! Your marshmallow!" She pointed at it. "It's not supposed to catch on fire you left it too long." How could someone not know when to take a marshamallow out? It was common sense...
But was interrupted by another girl she had never met before.
What! On fire? Glancing at the marshmallow, Wesley couldn't quite tell since it was deep in the flames.
"How can you tell?" she asked, worriedly.
Deciding to pull it out, Wesley discovered that the girl was right. IT WAS ON FIRE!!!!!
"WAHHHHHH!!!!" she screamed, waving the stick trying to extinguish the blackened marshmallow.
What am I supposed to do?!" "Help! Please!" she yelled, as the fire climbed up the stick towards her hand.
Um! Um! I need to do something! Didn't I- in DADA- Agua, agua something, oh, oh agua-
Practically jumping up and down, Wesley was frantically shaking her stick now.
agua, agua, agua- "AGUAMENTI!!!" she exclaimed jubilantly, but as she did so, her marshmallow went flying off the stick, a fiery missile whizzing in the air.
Please don't let it hit somebody!