SPOILER!!: quotes
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Originally Posted by
Lowlow He was rolling in the grass, feeling quite bored. He had decided that acting like a dog was much, much more entertaining than watching people. Willie continued to roll onto the grass. "Woooooooooooof!!!" He barked, wagging his butt like it was his tail.
Willie then sat up on his knees and then placed his hands on his knees. "Merlinnnn'thhhh thith it boring!" He groaned, quickly covering his face with his hands. He then stood up, brushing off the grass from his knees and then began to scan over the camp. His eyes then quickly landed onto the back of the head of a brown haired boy. Willie smirked.
Ready.
Set.
GO!
"THYYYYYYYRUUUUTHHHHHHH!" He yelled as he ran all over the camp until he finally jumped onto the young boy and tackled him to the ground.
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Originally Posted by
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The young guy's brown eyes widened in interest, hmmmm. "He's gotta, because ya' know mate. That Avalon..." his eyebrow mischievously shot into the air. "She not so bad on thah' eyes. Yeh?"
Cy folded his eyes and looked away from the school nurse. Enough brain cell power was being used on one woman. It had to end.
Cy's wry grin never seemed to leave his face. "Livvy? That's a pretty odd name you got there, yeah? Bloody brilliant though. Tell yah' folds that I give the good ol' two thumbs up." And as a result, Cy threw up two thumps up of his own.
Pause. Wait a minute. THEY DIDN'T KNOW WHAT S'MORES WERE? This must be made illegal, Cy wouldn't tolerate it. Well, even though Cy was pureblood, he was raised in a very muggle envirement... due to, very odd familial circumstances.
Time to explain.
"You gotta be kiddin' me dude." His jaw was basically hitting the ground. "A s'more? You eat it 'round the campfire. Best thing evah' known to human kind." He eyed them like they were aliens.
"OK OK OK. Listen, cause I won't explain twice." His brown eyes eyed Livvy for a moment, "Yes, it's a muggle invention. It consists of a marshmallow, a few graham crackas, and a block of choccie." The young Aussie looked over at the campfire area mythodically, then looked back two the two.
"First, you melt the 'mallow. After yah' get it nice and gooey, you sick it in between the graham cracka's." Giving the a-ok gesture, he finised his explanation. "And for a good effect, you put a bit of chocolate in thah' middle as well." Best idea ever, right? "Capeesh?"
So, rather proud of his explanation of s'mores, he sad there as smug as an 11 year old could. That was when he heard his name being called out. A huge smile broke out across Cy's face as he began to turn around to face his buddy.
That was when... WHAM.
The two bodies slammed to the ground in unison, Cyrus hitting the ground first as Willie was on top of him. Did Cy think it was funny? Of course he did.
Pushing him off in a 'i'm Cyrus and I own all' manner, he laughed shaking his head. "WILLIE! Mate, if I knew how to use this," He help up that piece of wood called a wand. "I'd blast yah' legs off!" Yeah right, in most cases, Cy was all talk.
"But really dude, where yah' been? I wanna start a fiyaaahh! I LOVE FIYAHHHH!" He was so excited, even, that he started to shake from happiness.
She heard Reid talk to her once more and she glanced back at the two as they argued a bit on whether or not she could stay. Reid didn't seem as bad as he was before... but at that time, Livvy had interrupted them, so couldn't quite blame him right? Look at the two now... they were fighting like an old couple. Smiling, she left the two and went to the two boys.
At Cy's reaction to her name, Livvy snorted and grinned. Her name couldn't be
that good... plus it was a nickname. Mari had gone off and been a dolt and named her Olivia. Ewww.... Olivia.
"Well... you've got a pretty unusual and brilliant name yourself," she said, smiling. Gah. That cute smile of these boys were getting to her.
... Why.... was this boy staring at her as if she was crazy? ...
"Uh... no I'm.... not," Livvy replied, slightly confused. Was it
that big of a deal that she didn't know what S'mores were.
"Yeah... sorry, love... I've never heard of such a thing." By the look Cy gave them, they probably should've. Now they were classified as beings-out-of-this-world, because they didn't know what S'mores were.
Livvy stared back at Cy as he stared back with those brown eyes. She smiled and nodded.
"Alrighty... explain please... Lord Andrus," totally not believing she just called this boy
Lord Andrus.
Listening to this boy speak was as fun as Quidditch.. which was impossible, because Quidditch was possibly the best thing ever invented. But Cy was so cuuuute.. his accent... and his language was quite peculiar. What was
choccie?
Best idea ever?
"I guess... it does sound good though. I wish I could try it," Livvy said, her mouth almost watering after listening to Cy explain the process of making S'mores. Marshmallows... mm... that she knew of.
Did-did he just sit down? Livvy watched as this little first year boy plopped down on the ground with a smug 'iwinandimsosmart' look. And before they knew it, this mass of about a second year, came rolling towards them at full speed, speaking an unknown language and knocking right into Cy. Thyruth? What in the world was that? Livvy was surrounded by crazy people.
She watched as the mass, soon became a Hufflepuff boy about Cam and Cy's age. Well wasn't
she popular with eleven and twelve-year-olds? Livvy studied the boys as they soon launched into a discussion of loving each other.
"Okay... I assume you two know each other then..." Hopefully.