01-20-2010, 04:08 AM
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DoM Veela
Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Themyscira
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Nerissa M. Tate Sixth Year x8
| Wowza! Ian just didn't get it.
There was a loooot of giggling involved in the classroom, but he suspected that such a thing WAS fairly common since they were being taught to create flowers. Which was sort of pointless, because as some prissy-looking chap had pointed out, they wouldn't exactly be useful for them in real life.
Like ... Ian wasn't intending on ever proposing to a girl with butterflies. Or flowers. CHOCOLATE or JEWERLY was more like it, really, no? Actually, Ian wasn't e--WHY WAS THINKING ABOUT MARRIAGE?
O_________O!!!!!
Frustratedly scratching his head with both hands, the boy picked up his wand from where he'd left it on the desk and began to make bloody flowers.
"Orchideous! Orchideous! Orchideous!"
Red. They were all red. Like poppies. As a matter of fact, unless he was wrong (and Ian doubted it), there actually was a poppy on his desk. And he didn't even like red, because he didn't exactly look good while wearing it.
A frown crumpled his forehead.
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