SPOILER!!: Salander
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Steelsheen Salander watched like a hawk as the Healer worked on his buddy. And slowly the Glitterpuff started to grow. "Oh yeah...!" he fist pumped gently, nodding when the Hufflepuff boy referred to Jack "Just use this guy as your reference Healer Moretti. " Salander replied, clapping Jack's shoulder when the Healer asked how tall Fletcher was "He's the twin. Cant go wrong with that." he smiled.
He looked at the Ravenclaw girl and shrugged casually. "Well, the Mad Hatter kinda does it with good intentions but still... he is a little coo-coo" he replied, then looked back at the Hufflepuff boy. Huh. Then Salander does the unexpected-- he does the Saylen squint. "I didnt say that... you did. If you must know, I wanted to ask if he misread it to get any clues to help fix him." he said as he pointed at the growing Glitterpuff. "Good thing the Healer here got it all worked out...." he huffed. Now why the heck do I have to explain myself to this kid who I dont even know?!? he fumed silently just as he felt someone brush against him.
Alice fell. Again. "Hey you ok?" he asked the young Gryffindor, helping her up. Concerned he was, but also thankful for the distraction, he promised himself not to pick a fight with anyone half his size. His mistake over Diggy taught him that.
He looked back quietly at the GlitterPuff, thinking over silently what he said to him. Win or lose, he was still his buddy, he was sticking by him regardless whether or not he went on to the next tournament or not, whether he stayed a halfling or back to his normal size. His thoughts pierced when the headmaster's voice boomed overhead.
"Yeah go Raiden!" he hooted back at the stands. It was kinda expected, but he was still proud of his Prefect. He clapped loudly for Noel, looking back at the Beauxbaton boy, still thinking somethings a little off "Theres something wrong with his face innit..." he mumbled quietly.
Then the last name was announced.... and the Slytherin lad had to grin his wicked grin.
Did he say something about a fat lady?
Yes he is gloating.
He looked back at the GlitterPuff, the wicked grin prominently on his face "What did I say?..." he said as he spread his hands open "It aint over till the fat lady sings man. Remember that!" he laughed. He clapped his hand over the growing Puff's shoulder and shook his hand firmly, joyous now that all their current malady seems to have resolved itself miraculously. "Congratulations Fletch! You're moving onto the final task!" HURRAH!
Did he hear the boy saying what he heard? A twin? Fletcher had a twin? How come Treyen didn't know about it? Well, it didn't matter, it was clear that the awesome twin was Sir Fletcher. No need to focus on the other one.
Oh, well. Whatever. Never mind.
Fletcher was being fixed, and was almost his normal height, no need to argue about what the boy had been implying, even if Treyen knew he was right.
"And he celebrates unbirthdays...that was a nice thing" he said, adding a bit to the whole Mad Hatter scenario. A person who goes around celebrating 364 days a year would be nice one, no?
SPOILER!!: Great Sir Awesome
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BanaBatGirl Fletcher's expression was exactly the same as Allie's and Treyen's as he continued to grow and grow and grow. How tall had Fletcher been anyway? Should he exaggerate or not? Heh.
"Yeah, what he said," he answered the nurse slowly, nodding toward Jack. "We're twins, see. I was about six foot one." And that was the honest truth too. Okay plus one inch BUT STILL.
Fletcher was still admiring his almost properly-sized limbs when he heard the head tater start to speak... loudly. This meant he was announcing something important! Obviously! AHHHHH!
The Hufflepuff's eyes widened at first, the obvious announcement that Raiden was going on. Well good for him, wasn't it. Hmmph. Then came Noel's name --- also not too surprising, since he had been one of the first to finish in both tasks.
But the third name Tate announced -- his name -- was a HUGE, AMAZING, AWESOME surprise.
"YESSSSSSSSSSSS," regular-sized Fletcher called out. He threw back his head, eyes closed, and fist-pumped the air to savor the moment. This. Was. AWESOME!!!!!!!
"THANK YOU," Fletcher shouted at the girl, still super!hyped up by the news that he was moving on. See?! It was all about CONFIDENCE. And now that he was normal-sized (almost) AND moving on, Fletch had his CONFIDENCE back!
"Thank you, THANK YOU, TREYEN!" Fletch hopped off the bench and clapped his fanboy on the shoulder. Yeah that was as close as he got to hugging. "Thanks for not giving up on me!"
"Hahaha where's the Fat Lady, then? Still up in Gryffindor tower?" Fletcher chuckled and shook his friend's hand back just as enthusiastically. "Now I just have to figure out what these Runes mean... and how they connect to this mirror...."
Speaking of which, he picked up the treasure chest from the bench and pulled the mirror out of his inside jacket pocket. Of course he had taken it with him into the task! Never knew when they all came in handy....
Whaaat?
"Never, Sir Fletcher!" or..not yet, haha. That was all the boy had to say. Oh, there was also a nod, but since he also tilted his head to the side, then it would've been hard to notice.
Treyen was...happy. And looking up, because now Fletcher was his awesome full size again. Sigh.
Then his eyes fell to the mirror. And the chest.
"Runes?" his mind wandered off, this was research time, yeah,
"I can help out, whatever you need" another nod, a noticeable one too. He may not know much about Runes but he was an awesome researcher. So, yeah.
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Steelsheen "Runes? What runes?" Salander repeated confused, then looked down at Fletcher's hands, holding a small treasure chest and a mirror. "They give souvenirs away in that there maze?" he asked looking back over the hedges. "Wish Runes class gave away treasure chests instead of chocolates I cant eat..." he grumbled.
"I didn't know souvenirs were going to be involved...we should have tried to mess with the Goblet and get in the Tournament just for the souvenirs" he said, eyes towards the Slytherin boy who's name escaped him.
They don't even have souvenirs in the Stands. The Tournament was certainly meant for the Champions only.