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AlexandraRamos 
Okay, so the Whomping Willow scared him a bit. That was why he was here. To get over his fear. As he stood in front of the thing he was very wide-eyed. Stupid Whomping Willow all...whomping and such.
Maybe he could come to an agreement with it. Jimbo doesn't hurt it, it doesn't hurt him. Yes, that sounds good. "Hullo, Tree." *ahem* "I would like to make a deal with you." Ahhh, it moooved. Does that mean it can hear him? "Well, see I don't-" Ah, no! It almost hurt him! Well, THEN! PSHHHHT.
If it won't co-operate with him, it would have to OBEY him.
"TREE! BOW DOWN TO MY GREATNESS!"
Okay, he was REALLY going to get hurt now.
Salander made his way down the castle grounds. Like Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, he has heard about this special tree all the way back from his old schools in America. The stories were so impressive (which may or may not all be true) that he just had to see for it himself.
And there it was-- The Whomping Willow, a twisty, knobby, scraggly thing. Yeah it was every bit as ugly as they said a tree could get. And it wasnt doing anything, which dragged the awesomeness factor down several notches.
Until he saw it take aim at a Slytherin boy.
Awesomeness factor bumps up a little. Salander grins as he crosses his arms across his chest. Looks like he was just in time for the show.