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Felixir · 08-07-2009, 01:45 PM

SPOILER!!: heckuvva post

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Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs

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-

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!

Staring at the marshmallow's progress on the stick, Jake felt firmly preoccupied with whatever it was he was doing, thinking, maybe? Anyway, he was preoccupied... he didn't even notice Dani talking to Wes... didn't even realise that he was staring straight at a hazardous sugary food snack...

... until it flew at him.

FLAMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING SUGARRRRRRRRRRR!

"Ack!" Jake exclaimed, yelping at the hot marshmallow flew for his face, his reflexes forcing his hands up for protection. At least the rushing air had extinguished most of the fire.

And so did his defending hand.

"Ouch," Jake muttered, feeling the HOT HOT HOT sticky mass cling to his hand.

Yes, Wesley seemed to like to hurt him.

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Felixir Forum Manager Book Club Mod Alley Proprietor Banshee Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Posts: 50,157 Hogwarts RPG Name: Charlie Upstead Gryffindor Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurelio Kaiser Slytherin Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexei Petrov Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yves Flamel Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Achilles Zacharias Ravenclaw Third Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Ezekiel Ransom-Kruus Ollivanders x12 x12	sorryyyyyy, tis too early for me to write longggggggggg posts Lovely™ \| Captain Hurted \| Ariana's Bane \| Resident Antagonist \| Unparalleled Delight SPOILER!!: heckuvva post Quote: Originally Posted by imaginarynumb3rs 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- 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! Staring at the marshmallow's progress on the stick, Jake felt firmly preoccupied with whatever it was he was doing, thinking, maybe? Anyway, he was preoccupied... he didn't even notice Dani talking to Wes... didn't even realise that he was staring straight at a hazardous sugary food snack... ... until it flew at him. FLAMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING SUGARRRRRRRRRRR! "Ack!" Jake exclaimed, yelping at the hot marshmallow flew for his face, his reflexes forcing his hands up for protection. At least the rushing air had extinguished most of the fire. And so did his defending hand. "Ouch," Jake muttered, feeling the HOT HOT HOT sticky mass cling to his hand. Yes, Wesley seemed to like to hurt him.