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Crayola · 01-19-2010, 05:12 PM

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Originally Posted by Waterloo

Grey eyebrows rose quizzically.

This young man looked as though he'd never even HEARD of the word FUN. Saaaad. "There'll be a day," Mildred smiled sweetly at him, "when you get the urge to PRODUCE butterflies. And then you'll be grateful you learned this spell. Why, when I was a young lady, someone proposed to me using this spell!" She GIGGLED rather wildly.

MARRY ME, written in butterflies.. SIIIIIGH.

Oh, Madam Pickle had heard him! She wasn't that deaf yet, after all. She just seemed really obtuse, then. When the woman smiled all sweet like at him, Sebastian tried VERY, VERY hard not to scowl. He had to appear to be polite to teachers, after all. He was certain his Father was in touch with them. Eh.

But still, had he been diabetic, she would've put him in a coma with that smile.

And that wasn't a compliment, no.

He did, however, smile back at her upon hearing her first words and although his smile seemed polite enough, it had an ounce of sarcasm there. Feel the urge to produce butterflies? He didn't think so. "I hope you said no." He murmured under his breath at her wedding proposal revelation. seriously? That was lame. "I mean .. " The old hag wasn't THAT deaf, she might have heard that. "Wouldn't that require two spells, Professor? One to produce the butterflies, a second one to control their behaviour?"

Not that he cared, anyway. But Sebastian needed to act like he did.

01-19-2010, 05:12 PM	#229 (permalink)
Crayola DMAC Occamy Join Date: Mar 2007 Location: Disneyland Posts: 63,102 Hogwarts RPG Name: Dezi Willard Fifth Year x2	Mrs. Alex Turner asterisks user Secret Door Quote: Originally Posted by Waterloo Grey eyebrows rose quizzically. This young man looked as though he'd never even HEARD of the word FUN. Saaaad. "There'll be a day," Mildred smiled sweetly at him, "when you get the urge to PRODUCE butterflies. And then you'll be grateful you learned this spell. Why, when I was a young lady, someone proposed to me using this spell!" She GIGGLED rather wildly. MARRY ME, written in butterflies.. SIIIIIGH. Oh, Madam Pickle had heard him! She wasn't that deaf yet, after all. She just seemed really obtuse, then. When the woman smiled all sweet like at him, Sebastian tried VERY, VERY hard not to scowl. He had to appear to be polite to teachers, after all. He was certain his Father was in touch with them. Eh. But still, had he been diabetic, she would've put him in a coma with that smile. And that wasn't a compliment, no. He did, however, smile back at her upon hearing her first words and although his smile seemed polite enough, it had an ounce of sarcasm there. Feel the urge to produce butterflies? He didn't think so. "I hope you said no." He murmured under his breath at her wedding proposal revelation. seriously? That was lame. "I mean .. " The old hag wasn't THAT deaf, she might have heard that. "Wouldn't that require two spells, Professor? One to produce the butterflies, a second one to control their behaviour?" Not that he cared, anyway. But Sebastian needed to act like he did. __________________