lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
Celandine nodded. Two curses!
"There was another one." She held up two fingers again and then made it three, shook her head and shook her hand and flicked her wrist.She'd thrown the other off. That was enough to make her stomach feel like it was trying to tear itself in pieces and she doubled over but continued nodding. And Fifth floor. She nodded faster. "I like runes." She commented and twitched some, but it wasn't taboo enough that it caused any real pain. She nibbled the chocolate. Maybe she could talk about some things... if they weren't related... but make them related?
"I like the class you used to teach." She told Kazimeriz slowly, like she was feeling her way. That was about as close to mentioning dueling that she could get. She bit her lip and looked at Professor Vindictus. Slowly she took the wrapper completely off the chocolate, pointed Jake Upstead's wand at it and the wrapper exploded into bits of confetti. She widened her eyes indicatively and then made a rawr gesture with her fingers and barked. She gave Kazimeriz an apologetic look but hoped they'd put some of it together. "I like broomsticks better than hogs." She managed, having to slump against the wall for support.
Hearing Sabel, Celandine pushed herself up again and nodded furiously, pointing up at the roof again. 5th floor! 5th floor! Or... She looked down speculatively. Didn't Professor Lupa have a... vanishing cupboard! She brightened. They could skip all the imperiused kids if they went through her head of house office! Cela had no idea about any 'story' but she DID know that the bartender was NOT a bartender at all. And that this was all because of professor Lupa. She reached out and tugged a strand of hair from Sabel's head, mimed out a cauldron, dropped the hair into the 'cauldron', mimed stirring it and then mimed 'drinking' it and made faces like it tasted yucky. She pointed at her wrist where a watch would be and then mimed drinking the 'potion' again. Gettit? Polyjuice? STARE.
__________________ love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope
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