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demented_death_eater 
Vindictus shook his head. "Everything is a competition, my dear. You should know that Ravenclaws thrive on that stuff."
Smirk.
And time to get down to business.
"I'm here to invite you to a totally awesome event - mattress surfing. Ravenclaw Common Room. Be there or be square."
Wink.
He stood up and messed up his hair with his left hand.
Lainey tipped her chair back to look UP at the now standing Maximus. Her nose wrinkled like perhaps he stunk or had a booger in his nose.
Dear. Hah.
"In that case, I believe it was a Gryffindor that landed first. Head first even, as Gryffindors tend to do." Lainey threw a look to Gold, mixed with concern and pride for the Prefect.
But who was really counting? Lainey had
said it wasn't a race and no flying HUNK could swagger down and change that. He could swagger down though, and as Lainey tipped her chair back precariously far, she wondered if he was going to swagger back... Distracting much??
"I'm an excellent surfer. Count me in! And you should make some crab dip. I do love crab dip, Max." Really. It was excellent stuff and would go just right with riding a mattress in a Common Room.
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Eli Jarod He blanched. Oh glory be. Mer-poo? He had inadvertently swallowed MER-POO? Oh, Ag! ACK! He gagged, and then tried to wipe his tongue off with his hand before realizing that it, too, had been in contact with Mer-poo.
Oh, gorry!
He gagged again and began rubbing his tongue with the little bit of his towel that was still dry. In a low voice he whispered to the Professor, "You don't think I swallowed much Mer-poo, do you? It's not-- it's not toxic, is it?"
Please don't let it be as toxic as it was DISGUSTING in concept. It was probably like, the key ingredient in draught of the living death or something. He was doooomed.
"What? No! No. Don't be silly. Some people eat it on crackers, you know. I hear it's quite good, but I've never tried it. Can't really get past the fact that it's... well. You know. But you should live to be at least 102, Eli. Stop worrying so, you make me nervous. I'll get you a cracker after class."
The class had answered as Lainey expected them too, that they'd had fun. Some had had more trouble than others. As expected.
"Let's pretend for a moment that I had asked a different task of you. Imagine instead that I am your Queen," Lainey glanced at Vindictus, daring him to snort or make some other noise against such a daydream,
" and as your Queen, I demanded you build a vessel and sail across an entire ocean. How would that have been different for you? What would have changed? Could you have done it?"