 PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
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Originally Posted by Shanners  No, she wasn't excited about this anymore.
She was almost .. unaware of the fact she had once enjoyed the idea.
Bloody badge.
It was almost as if, she felt, that when she would have to talk to a student or whatever, that she'd sound like a bossy cow, and then she'd be hated forever. It wasn't her forte. And she wasn't intending for it to ever be. She wasn't cut out for this sort of thing, nope. Not cut out for it.
Why would she be? It wasn't like she'd ever had to be 'spoken' to in that way before.
Hands shoved, uncharacteristically, into her robe pockets, the brunette sighed as she headed down the grounds. Maybe the Whomping Willow could Whomp some Willow-ing sense into her.
Possible. The Whomping Willow.
It was weird, Ty had to admit. Hogwarts was a REALLY cool place and it had AMAZING wicked stuffs but a tree that was made to hit - er, WHOMP - people? It was weird. Walking around the huge willow, the thirteen year old kept jumping in and out of the tree's reach, laughing as it leaned dangerously towards him, then leaned away as he moved.
Just as he dodged a particularly good aimed branch, Ty suddenly noticed that he wasn't alone next to the tree. With his back to him was a girl, with kind of familiar looking hair and sho- LOOOOOO!!!! Beaming as he realised his best friend slash adoptive sister slash AWESOMEST PERSON ALIVE was here, he formed a plan. Edging quickly and quietly towards Lo, he made sure they were out of the tree's reach before beginning his run.
One... Two... Three... POUNCE!!! "BOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
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