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Originally Posted by Steelsheen And here comes zooooooming down the banister-- the flying Grayson... "YEAH GRAYSON GOOOOOOO!!!" Salander yelled clapping and cackling at his Ravenclaw friend....
... until she seemed to be taking the whole Fly like an Eagle a little too literally.
Grayson soared over Salander's head as he turns, then quickly realized that she was gonna hit the wall.... She's gonna hit the wall!!!
In a split second decision he grabbed his wand from his back pocket and cast a spell to levitate her...... "Wingardium Leviosa!!"
... of course that was the wrong spell. This is Salander after all.
The spell hit a very large moving portrait, sending its inhabitants screaming for safety. The now empty canvas lifted out of the wall and flew forward...
.... smack into the flying Grayson.
The impact sent the portrait's frame grinding onto the floor, with Grayson partly punctured through it. As it ground to a halt it stood as if trying to decide which way it would fall, then sloooowly leaned towards the wall from which it came.
Well at least it was a soft landing. Sorta. At least the potion was still active, as Grayson knew if it hadn't've been, she'd be pretty much massively panicked right now. Since of course her attempt at hitting the railing with her Finite had failed miserably, with the speed she'd been moving at. Not to mention the fact now she was sailing through midair. Which was kinda like flying, and she really didn't like flying. Even more now, and Salander's cheering for her had still oddly made her keep giggling. Even as she tried to warn him to move. Only to soar over his head as he actually did, which made things even worse. The fact she was still glowing an awesome raspberry color was cool though. Through the fun glowy energy potion-ness in her, there was a tiny voice that wondered if maybe Torin hadn't had a point last term when he'd talked her down from doing this. But at least it was fun, and she started trying to figure out if she wanted to brace for impact or see if relaxing would help her avoid too massive an injury. Or twelve, as that wall was coming awfully fast.
But then she heard Salander again. Casting a spell, and she turned her glowy!raspberry head to look at him. Maybe there was still hope, although another odd giggle escaped her in her confusion over his choice of spell. Maybe it was the potion, but something didn't seem quite right with that. Although levitating might be better than the uncontrolled soaring toward the wall. And then she heard a whosh, and turned back to see a giant painting flying toward her. Interesting, she thought, studying the blank canvas for a second before it hit. Then breaking into another bout of giggles as she slammed into it and went halfway through. At least it seemed the giggles had relaxed her a bit, as that didn't hurt quite as bad as it could have. Ooh, and that wasn't a very good noise, as the frame started scraping against the floor. She was slowing down finally though, and a final giggle burst from her as the frame tilted to hit the wall.
Now to figure out how to get out of here. Twisting her head around, she glanced down, then tried bracing her feet against the wall and pushing. Reaching down to hopefully break her fall, but it only half worked as she fell in an ungainly yet small heap onto the floor in front of the painting. She was definitely gonna have a few bruises tomorrow, but at least she thought nothing was broken. Boosting herself back up, she grinned at Salander. "That was fun," she said animatedly, forgetting her near-panic as she headed over to him and bounced up to give him a peck on the cheek. "Thanks for trying to keep me from splatting against the wall." That weird anti-glowyness he had going on was fascinating. Totally contrasted with her awesome raspberry-ness, although something told her the potion might be wearing off soon. Then she turned back to the poor painting. "Maybe we should do something. Fix it, y'know?"
Pointing her wand at it, which had thankfully not gotten damaged in her earlier collapse to the floor since it had still been in her hand, she said "Reparo." And the hole sort of fixed itself, although she imagined if someone looked really close it would probably be evident that there had been damage. It was the best she could do, though. Now they just had to figure out how to get it back onto the wall, and as she tried remembering that, the glowy faded. Awwwwww, she pouted. Now she really had to get things back to normal.
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