01-11-2010, 12:32 AM
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Hinkypunk
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Rowan Fairfax Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ezra Greenwood Ravenclaw Fifth Year x2
| Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science! SPOILER!!: Pea Soup Quote:
Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd "Stop SAYING THAT TO ME!" She growled and then took a deep breath, looking back at the Prefect and shot her a 'You see what crazyness I had to deal with?' look. Seriously, Sarah would understand, she had house pride. People can't go around insulting their houses without having to offend the actual students in that house. "Bah!" Miranda waved off his stupid calculations with a dissmissive hand. What did he know. Thicko!? The way his curly head grew around his scalp, you'd assume he was the thick headed person. She walked closer to him, her motuth in a tense flat smile, and looked up at the giant. "Okay then. I just thought I'd make sure you actually understood what you were saying. I don't want to suddenly," she copied his airquotes, "put two and two together and assume you know stuff." Ha!
Stepping away from the boy, she turned to look around at the mess. This shouldn't be to difficult to clean, as long as Ollie kept to himself and didn't go all wild again. Oh, who's the thick one here!? "How the flappers did you come to that conclusion? I didn't say anything of that sort!" She hadn't said that she didn't know any charms...not loudly anyway. Wait...was he reading her mind!? No...calm down now. He's to strange for that.
Putting a lock of black...white and green hair behind her ear, she straightened up and started to think of the incantation. Scourgify, was it? Or maybe it was Tergeo... Yes...atleast that's what she thought it was...either of those two. Bah, if only she had some sort of telepathic connection with Sarah, then she could tell her what it was. But Oliver's voice cut her focus and she turned her head. "Teach you?" She asked incredulosly. And why was ge going all sweet and...eurgh. Oh, it was to look good infront of the Prefect. And he NUDGED HER! "I thought I told you..." her voice went dangerously low, "...NOT TO TOUCH ME!" KablAmooo!
She mumbled something about stupid smirk, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, opened her eyes and tried hard to smile politely. "Allright." Pause. "Just move your wand like this..." Swish swish, flick, whatever. "And say, 'Tergeo'..." She proceeded to point her wand at her robes, repeated the incantation and, voila! Rotting food, be gone! Yay! It worked! Gosh...hopefully it would work again. "Well, go on then!" Oliver looked skywards when she walked over to him and continued to rant. He sighed. “Blah, blah, blah.” He said, doing the action with his hand. “Are you quite done now woman?” Cos from where he was standing, there was still a prefect there and Oliver had promised all at home that he would be on his best behaviour this year. So far? ...Not so good.
He watched her do the incantation with a simpering smile on his face. No more shouting – it wasn't Oliver's style. But he thought he could be forgiven given the circumstances of the fight.
No touchy – hahah. He could use this. “Ah, come on. Lighten up, luv.” He slung an arm around her shoulder and squeezed her. “I'm sure now that's it's all blown over we can look back at what happened and laugh about it.” He wrinkled his nose at her in the same way you would a baby as if to say. 'how cute you aaare' and gave her another squeeze for good measure. “Oh.. how funny it was when you rubbed potato in my hair!” He laughed sarcastically with his hand on his chest. “And then all that damn poking. Oh ho ho." He laughed simperingly and shook his head.
Snicker. “So swish, swish, flick?” He questioned doing the action with his wand. “I think I can do that.” Course he could.. He did what Miranda did and cleaned up his clothes and hair then smiled at her – more genuinely this time. “Thank you.” he said, patting her on the shoulder like you would your best male bud.
Ay.. she wasn't all THAT bad.
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