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Badger vs. Rodent
After Hufflepuff won a Quidditch Game - Term 24

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Originally Posted by Oliver Greenwood (noodles)

“Congratulations.”
“You rodents really deserve it.” He nodded approvingly as he looked back at the pitch.

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Originally Posted by Lorelai Bristol (midget ♥)

Looking back up at this really curly haired kid, she squinted a bit. "You've got really cu-RODENTS? It is a BADGER, i'll have you know. A badger. Not a rodent. Seeeriously?"

SPOILER!!: Rodent vs Badger discussion cont.

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Originally Posted by Oliver, again

"A badger is a black and white furry mammal. THAT...” He pointed at one of the Huffies banners around the pitch.. “..looks like a child drew it. A child's baaa-haad drawing of a rat.” He smirked.

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Originally Posted by Lori!

Glancing over at the banner he was pointing at, she rolled her eyes. “A child probably DID draw it. This place is full of ‘em. Full of children. Anyone with decent eyesight could see that. Obviously why you don’t.”

:xd:
Oh...man *gasps for air and clutches side*

Read from the beginning here!

From the beginning (three terms now), Legend has been a thorn in Jack's side. I thought this was cute and QQ worthy.

SPOILER!!: Goodbye, Head Boy Jack!

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles (Post 9237775)

This was super mega INSANELY important. If it wasn't Legend wouldn't be here. Nope. He would be thinking of a plan of how to break into the Prefect compartment next year. Duh. Knocking on the door quickly the Gryffindor waited for someone to answer.

Jack had better be in there.

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Originally Posted by Miss Lissy Lou (Post 9237803)

There was a knock at the door and Jack blinked. Who could be at the door? If it was a prefect...why were the knocking? Surely they knew they could just like...waltz right in, right? He handed the mug off to Reese and stood up to open the compartment door, only to find Legend Chosen standing there waiting for him.

Great. What had he done NOW?!

"Hello Legend," he said, blinking a bit in surprise. "Erm, can I...help you?" he asked. If they ruined his last train ride by planting a dungbomb in the corridor or something he was going to stun them silly!

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles (Post 9237864)

What if the person who opened the door wouldn't let him talk to him? What if they were like GO AWAY!!? If the prefects yelled at him-Legend was so distracted it took him a while to notice that the door had opened and Jack was standing there looking at him with a confused face.

...Now what had he come to say again? "Er...yeah. Hi Jack." Legend looked up at the now graduated boy-man? Hahah no Jack was a boy. "I just came to say that. You were....I good Head Boy....I guess. I mean...you were able to keep your cool..yeah...I mean..." Legend hesitated for a bit. "You did a good job replacing Anna and you were well- a worthy adversary. And it' gonna be hard finding someone to..you know..annoy who can actually handle it like you." He had a LONG long list but he didn't think any of the people were going to be as fun.

Sighing the blonde held out his hand. "There's...nothing on it." He muttered just in case Jack thought it was some kind of joke and didn't want to shake his hand.

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Originally Posted by Miss Lissy Lou (Post 9237871)

Blink blink blink.

Had someone put Legend up to this? Was there someone hiding on the other side of him with a wand to his throat? Or was he...serious? It seemed like he was, because he was certainly struggling to get the words out. If it was causing him that much of an internal struggle then he surely meant it!

He glanced at his hand...it didn't look like there was a joy buzzer or anything on it, and reached out and shook with a smile. "Erm...thanks Legend. It's really great to hear you say that," Especially after Legend and his little band of misfits had made it their goal to drive him nuts a few times.

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles (Post 9237888)

Shaking Jack's hand Legend grinned. "Of course it does. But I was just setting you up for the real world you know? I mean not everyone is gonna love and adore you." Truth be told he respected Jack.....sorta...kinda. Jack never cried! So that was cool...right? "Anyways! Have a fun life dude!" With that he turned around and made his way back to the other compartments.

Learning the Histedius spell, Miles comes off worst:

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Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun

Grabbing his arm Miles glared at Chris, "ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR EVER LOVING MIND?!" That spell had really stung.

That had me laughing for aaaaaaaaaages :lol:

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Originally Posted by elizabethmalfoy923 (Post 9349367)

"Yeah, she needs to open up her eyes and see what a hottie Raiden is." she replied.

I read this the other day... and it is STILL FUNNY. :rotfl: Elizabeth Riddle and Lina Materia are talking about Raiden in the Courtyard. The 'she' they're referring to is Violet Riddle, Elizabeth's older sister.

This is in the flying class.

Me:

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Simon looked at the Professor and thought to himself. "What no check list, weren't they suppost to make sure it was safe?" Simon looked at the Professor. "Are these things safe?" He was used to having some sort of seatbelt. "Professor where is the Seatbelt on these things?" He wasn't sure if he had a faulty broom or not

Professor:

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"These broomsticks are perfectly safe and no flying harnesses are needed," replied Professor Vindictus. Unless you're Plymouth Morgan.....

Me:

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Simon looked at the Professor. "Where are the indicators? What happens if we want to change directions?" Simon was confused, "And where are the lights? what happens if there's a storm?" Simon was confused he wondered how they were suppost to see things.

Simon looked confused at the moment but he did what the Professor said he held onto the broom with both hands hoping that the Professor was right when, he said it was safe.

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Vindictus looked at the young Hufflepuff and shook his head. "Just calm down and relax," he said and resumed his position in the aisle of brooms

Don't know why but this cracked me up. :xd:

THIS particular post made me giggle a little :')

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Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands (Post 9369995)

Eeeesh.

Destiny knew there were a lot of different types of Divination and the hard part was to choose just one to tell! She figured that little glare thing the Professor gave was meant for her..since she wanted to list at least five. Fine, she would stick with one. "Professor! There is Zoomancy. That is a type of Divination where people observe the behavior of animals."

Ha! She wondered if observing the Gryffindors would be considered Zoomancy.

The Gryffies were a bunch of animals.

'Specially the last couple of lines :D

Lets just pretend that this isn't a double post ;)

*gigglesnort*

Ahh. Egotisticality never EVER escaped Hogwarts. ^_^

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Originally Posted by Leeness (Post 9477903)

Varius Tipps wanted to make some grand entrance (as was always the case with the young ex-Huffle), however a rather blunt letter to the school board requesting a flying, hippogriff driven carriage with plentiful fireworks sparking upon his arrival spelling out 'VARIUS TIPPS: HOGWARTS FINEST' was refused. He couldn't work out what had been so wrong with this request, but behaved according to the school boards wishes.

He entered the entrance hall, in his rather spiffy suit. His top hat was extremely tall, his trousers slightly too small for him and a cane was present, swinging in circles at his side as he made his way through the school he had left about two years ago. His mother took some convincing to allow his attendance at this ball, but once she was assured that no werewolves existed within the walls anymore she gave him the okay. He currently got home schooled by one of the many tutors at the Botts mansion where he and his mother now lived. His mother and father seemed to be making a fresh start of things, much to his delight. However, having to spend a lot more time with his cousin, Neptune Bott, was more torture than anything.

"IM HERE, WITCHES!" he bellowed, a huge grin plastered over his face. It felt really good to be back. He rubbed the heads of a few people nearby (all of whom he had no recollection of) and sauntered deeper into the hall. Surely there was a familiar face SOMEWHERE around here? "Is someone going to take my robe or what? Where is the serviceeeeeeeee?"

:lol:, I love this kid.

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Originally Posted by Lockhartian (Post 9497974)

Man! This was fun! Fun! Fun for real!

He was more than glad he'd decided to take Miranda's advice and play, instead of the quitting nonsense. Plus, he'd been good. Soooo, no letting anyone down. AWE-some! Whatever the signs were meant for in Divination, they had nothing to do with Quidditch.

Except. He had a scratched face!

Uh-Oh.

What if the scars remained through his whole life?! That's not very Gilderoy-like. He'd make the Head Boy pay for that, even if it was his broom, but whatever.

But, the game! He was seeing it, he was seeing Jake going after the Snitch! And the boy better snatch it! He did! He caught the Snitch! Treyen released his Keeper gloves into the air, as celebration! The whistle is blown! The game is over! Hufflepuff won! WHOA! AMAZING!

Treyen flew down, and after getting off his broomstick, Kaika's old Firebolt, by the way, shook hands with the remaining people in the team, because, well, plenty of them were injured.

Injuries! His Captain was on the ground...but she seemed to be breathing, so...yeah...Treyen needed to get those scratches healed somehow. Miranda will understand, right?

So...up to the Locker Room, quick, and then the scratches on his beautiful face! Those needed to go away!

OMG! this just made me LOL! :xd:

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Originally Posted by Droo (Post 9500682)

Hecate's eyes widened a bit, as both eyebrows raised. Her lip curled a fraction of an inch and she held back asking permission to hold a year end barbecue for Slytherin House... not the best time for a tasteless joke. "I see..." She said turning towards the door. "Pity." She said and nodded once. "It's abundantly clear, Headmaster. Now if you'll excuse me, I have students to tend to."

i know its nothing to laugh at IC but OOC Hecate is my Pyro Princess! :woot:

Because Destiny is a hoot!

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Originally Posted by destinyjazzhands (Post 9547975)

Carter just did not understand that she could not pronounce all these muggle words. A stegosaurus was easier to say than that other word. "I know! It was just hard to say that other word, so I said something different. Plus, I don't speak muggle." He should remember that, she was sure she told him this before. "And you did it wrong. It's not rawr, it's RAWRRRRRR!!!" The boy couldn't ever rawr right. Useless..especially if they would ever come in contact with a dinosaur. How would they have an epic rawr off!?

Potion-laced pumpkin juice, Max, Neo . . . Awesomeness

since people have been talking about stalking this, and I don't think it's awesome just cause my own charrie was involved . . . (Although I'm surprised she got away with it) :xd: It just is awesome.

Text Cut: ball hilarity (lots of quotes)

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger (Post 9488604)

Grayson was getting a little bored. She hadn't exactly expected to be highly entertained by the ball, although she definitely had to give the music committee credit for at least having more than just the icky waltz music for dancing. She just still wasn't motivated to dance. And the plan with Raven wasn't being put into effect yet, and besides, she hadn't seen the Slytherin in a while. Not since she'd left her in the entrance hall to speak with that boy. She had a couple little mischievous things she could do for amusement until that plan happened, though.

Wandering over to the food table, she glanced around to see if any professors were close by and only saw the Charms and Herbology professors. But they were at the other side of the table, and she didn't think they'd noticed her arrival. It had certainly been silent, what with her decision to not wear the heels and such it seemed all the other girls were wearing. Kneeling down momentarily, down near where the drinks were, she pretended to retie one of her shoelaces as she slipped a tiny glass vial out of the shaft of her left sneaker and palmed it. Standing back up, she reached over and picked up a jug of pumpkin juice and poured herself a glass before surreptitiously slipping the potion inside the vial into the rest of the contents of the jug. Replacing it with the others, she then turned from the table to wander off, picking up her glass of untainted juice as she quietly dropped the vial into one of the planters that were part of the decorations. She could watch to see what happened from afar.

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Originally Posted by demented_death_eater (Post 9488721)

Max was standing by the chocolate fondue fountain when he watched a Ravenclaw (for shame!) do something rather sneaky. Did she not realize that he AND Neo were standing right there?

"OI! You! Here. NOW!" he shouted rather loudly and found himself pointing at her. "Bring the glass and retrieve that vial."

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger (Post 9488771)

Grayson had almost gotten past the food table, sipping her pumpkin juice, when she heard someone yell behind her. Turning around, she kept her expression wide and innocent as she saw Professor Vindictus actually pointing at her. Like there was some sort of big drama or something. How long had he been over there by the chocolate fountain? And if so, how had he missed the Slytherin girl that had been doing who knew what with said fountain. She stayed where she was as she kept wondering about that, continuing her innocent act. maybe he hadn't actually seen anything. Maybe he was just going to give her grief about that whole etiquette thing, and her Converse.

And then he kept yelling, and she inwardly sighed. Glancing toward the planter, she fished the empty vial out. Maybe she could still pass it off as not hers. She could have just seen it get dropped. Walking innocently back over to where Vindictus was standing, along with Mr. Masterson, she looked up at him. "Is there something wrong with me drinking pumpkin juice? I mean, I know I haven't eaten anything, but I wasn't hungry." She wouldn't say anything until she had to, and even then she'd deny it. Nothing had happened yet anyway. Maybe everyone would ignore the juice. Although she wasn't sure how long her act would last.

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Originally Posted by demented_death_eater (Post 9488792)

Vindictus crossed his arms and stared at her. Hard. "You put something into your juice," he stated after several uneasy minutes. "Mind telling me what it was?"

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger (Post 9488830)

Grayson's eyes widened as she kept looking up at Professor Vindictus. Had he always been this tall? And it was a bit unnerving how he was staring at her, even if she wasn't actually hiding anything. But she wasn't about to crack, either. He wasn't scarier than her own father, not really. And she could keep up the innocent act all night. It was her skill. Nobody could look at little old her for too long without believing she could do any of the stuff she did. Although she half wished Raven was around. The other half was glad the Slytherin wasn't, because it seemed she'd made some sort of big slip.

But then Professor Vindictus spoke, and she was a little surprised. Enough so that her green eyes widened even more, practically making her look like one of those amazingly sickeningly cute dolls with the giant eyes. As if any of those would have come up with the outfit she was wearing. But back to the accusation. "My juice?," she asked, glancing down at the glass in her hand. "I didn't put anything in my juice. I just poured some juice into the glass, then left." The best part of that was she couldn't even be accused of lying. Not exactly. She had taken the jug of juice and poured herself some before leaving the table. It was the stuff she wasn't ever confessing to that was the shifty part, and even that wasn't really bad. Just funny, and temporary. "Here," she added, holding the glass out to him. "There's nothing in there but juice. Honest. You can check." Step two of the innocent act, and he wasn't about to find anything in her glass anyway.

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Originally Posted by demented_death_eater (Post 9488853)

He was still frowning as he took the cup and lifted it to his nose.

Sniff, sniff.

"I don't smell anything."

Then he turned to Neo. "Perhaps Mr. Masterson will take a sip," Vindictus said and handed the cup to the Groundskeeper.

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Originally Posted by Tailzinator (Post 9489750)

Constantine had been staring upwards and totally not paying attention to whatever in the world Max and the student were speaking about.

That was until Max said his name to bring him back to earth.

"What? Sip? Sure," he shrugged, reaching over and taking the class out of Max's hand and lifting it to his lips for a drink. He then frowned gently, licking his lips and staring into the glass for a second.

"Mm, that's a good drink. You should try some, Max. I like furry creatures with the cute little whiskers, you know? And...the ears that like...twitch when you poke 'em. Have you met Jadyn, Max? You should come meet Jadyn some time. I think she's going to be a quidditch player one day. I like pie. Do you like pie?" He gave them all a very SERIOUS look as he raised the glass and took another drink. "Good stuff."

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger (Post 9489852)

Grayson was seriously starting to think this whole situation was surreal. She'd thought she'd been caught, but now Professor Vindictus was talking about her glass. The one she had quite obviously not put anything into, seeing as even he should know she wasn't stupid enough to give herself a potion. But he was obviously wanting to check it, and she was willing to let him. Besides, the willingness worked in her favor, with her innocent act. A guilty person wouldn't give themselves up that easily. As he took her glass, she dropped her hand to watch him as he investigated her innocent glass of pumpkin juice. Totally innocent, and she kept up her wide-eyed act as he didn't find anything.

As he suggested Mr. Masterson drink it, her eyes flickered over to the groundskeeper as he obliged Professor Vindictus. Knowing nothing was in her juice since she knew she hadn't put anything in the glass. She'd been drinking it, for Merlin's sake, and that sent her back into wondering if she'd ended up in some bizarre dimension or something. And that feeling heightened as he stared into the glass, then completely started talking craziness. "Um, Mr. Masterson? Are you okay?," she asked, completely staring at him in shock. She totally hadn't put anything in that glass, so either her potion was way better than she'd thought and it could work without someone actually drinking it, or Professor Vindictus was sneakier than she'd've thought her head of house should be. And if it was really the latter, she almost started idolizing him a little.

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Originally Posted by demented_death_eater (Post 9491755)

Max saw that Neo had sat down a glass of pumpkin juice BEFORE taking the confiscated one from him. But it didn't register in his mind at all.

One sip out of the new goblet and the groundskeeper was talking gibberish. He snatched the goblet out of Neo's hand and took a sip.

It tasted normal.

"Well, this tastes normal," he replied sheepishly and reached for the unspiked pitcher of pumpkin juice. Vindictus refilled the goblet and handed it back to Grayson. "Sorry about that, Grayson. Headmaster Tate told us to keep an eye out for trouble." Yeah, maybe the shadows were playing tricks on my eyes. A Ravenclaw, not including myself, would never resort to any bad behavior at an important function.

Then from a distance, he saw a familiar face. "Willow Kovac!"

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger (Post 9495454)

Yep. There was weird stuff going on, and Grayson had just the slightest suspicion that Professor Vindictus knew exactly what was going on. She knew the glass she'd handed the professor hadn't had her potion in it, at least. So sneaky things had to be going on. Which brought her back to her thoughts of possibly idolizing her head of house a bit. If she hadn't been completely distracted by Mr. Masterson's babbling.

But then Professor Vindictus had taken the glass back from the groundskeeper, and Grayson's wide eyes went back to him as he took a sip, hardly breathing as she waited to see what would happen. She started breathing again, though, as everything seemed normal with Vindictus. he wasn't babbling, at least. She wasn't sure if she wanted to actually drink from the refilled glass, but she took it with a nod as he'd held it out to her. "Of course," she said in response to his explanation. "You never know what people might do." Now that that was over, she was quickly getting back to normal. And wanting to go find Raven, or anyone, really, to talk about what had happened. She didn't even care anymore about watching to see if anyone else drank the potion-laced juice and started babbling. The way news traveled around Hogwarts, she'd hear about it anyway. She could go see what else she could do now. "Well, thank you, I guess," she said, as she watched the professor start getting into a conversation with other people. Who must be alumni, since they were obviously not students, and not other professors either. So she quietly slipped away, glass in hand. She'd figure out if it was safe after she'd gotten somewhere else.

Oh dear meeeee.... this had me laughing SO hard I nearly died!!

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Originally Posted by Zoerawrr (Post 9735919)

"Hey, Llllexi... have you hhheard?"

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Originally Posted by Pink Ninja (Post 9736010)

She let herself be dragged toward the Staff Table and then stopped up short when he asked if she had heard. "Heard what, Jakers?" she asked.

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Originally Posted by Zoerawrr (Post 9736028)

Entwining his fingers with Lexi's, Jake swung their arms in a huuuuuge arc as the moved along, and when she questioned him... well...

"Everybody's heard that the bird is the word!" Jake announced with a huge grin and started SKIPSKIPSKIPPING to the staff dias, all the way singing. "Birdbirdbirdbirdbird the bird is the word! Bird bird bird, the bird is the word."

Yeah, he didn't stutter when he sang. It's how it always was.

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Originally Posted by Destiny

Nudging Sam a little, she pointed over to where Raiden was standing, "See him? That's Raiden. He walked me on a leash once."

And she did not bother telling him why she was on that leash. That was not important. What was important was that she, Destiny Shepard, was walked on a leash by a Triwizard Champion!

Be jealous.

...well he did. :lmao:

Because I just about died when I read this........ :xd:

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Originally Posted by Steelsheen (Post 9779886)

Salander breathed a little easier Melanie's freaking out on seeing dead Fletcher. This is good!-- then again maybe not... he gulped as he was glared down by the Hufflepuff who still wanted to know where Fletcher's body was. Salander buried his hands in his pockets and stared at his shoes. He was tempted to just point out the hedge and then make like a monkey up the tree, he really didnt want to be around if this Hufflepuff gets any more upset. But as always he went against his better judgment "Alright...I'll tell you where he is. " he began solemnly. "You dont have to worry about him being left for dead out in the open. Its true when I said that the dog wont bother with him again, because Fletcher is resting peacefully..... " he said as he rested his hands on her shoulders and looked at her squarely in the eye.

".... in the bottom of the Lake."

Yes now Fletcher is swimming with the fishes. And the Merpeople. And whatever else.

"Now dont be upset because..." because I'm still standing here and I need to run far far away ".... death is a natural part of life. Rejoice for Fletcher has been transform into the Force-- I mean this... Energy. His Energy surrounds us and binds us. Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter!" he said as he gently patted her shoulder "You must feel Fletcher around you. Here, between you, me, the tree, the rock... everywhere! Even between the land and the... Treehouse."

Why did that suddenly sound familiar to him? He didnt care, he just needed her to believe.....

Because Destiny always makes me giggle......almost lost my tea when I read this.

~~Sylvie isn't OLD, she's only 29~~

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Originally Posted by Destiny (Post 9787480)

As she evanesco'd the water, Destiny watched from the Professor from the corner of her eye. She wasn't sure if Welton was only joking when she let them off the hook. She was old after all, and everyone knows old people like to change their mind whenever they please.

Like Grandmum Tole. That woman says she wants pumpkin juice and then she changes her mind and asks for firewhisky! Fickle old people.

When the Professor did finally leave, Destiny breathed a sigh of relief. She must not be that old then, since they were really were not in trouble. Stowing her wand, since the water was sorta almost cleaned all up, she looked at Evelyn when she told her to guess what she had thought of. Pfffft, Destiny was never good at guessing games, "You're thinking that instead of making a water slide out of water we should have used milk because milk makes our bones stronger and we wouldn't have had to worry about breaking something?"

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Originally Posted by Jack Mannequin (Post 9795283)

Again, the boy rolled his eyes. "Try not to break a heel and kill yourself." he called back walking away from the table and out of earshot.

That's just low! Call her names but don't hate on her shoes dude! :xd:

Glitterpuff looks all glittery :rotfl:

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Heh. Heheh. Fletcher suddenly dropped his ladle and started chuckling to himself as a faint, pink, glittery color began to emanate from his body, growing stronger and brighter with each passing moment.

"Heh. Heheheheheeheeee. I am just TICKLED PINK by your lesson, Professor," he announced loudly, turning from the cauldron to Lafay with a big wide grin. "That was SOOO DELICIOUS. C'merreeeeeee."

He stretched his arms out and wrapped them around the potions mistress in a tight ole bear hug. Fletcher even shut his eyes and rocked a little, still grinning as he hugged his professor. "You are so brilliant, Madame Lafay --- may I call you Hectate? --- just an absolutely smashing potions professor." He didn't open his eyes and continued squishing the woman as he spoke. "I daresay, have you been inducted into the Most Extraordinary Society of Potioneers yet? If not... why...."

Fletcher pulled away from the awkward hug with a sudden gasp, holding her at arm's length with a shocked expression. "If not, why I just must go write a letter to them right now! RIGHT NOW I say! I have some absolutely titillating ideas to write about! Rest assured I will highly recommend you, madame! And I may as well tell J-MESOP to do a piece on you as well! With a front-page photo to document your beauty AND your brains!"

And with that determined notion in mind, the pepto-bismal pink boy turned on his heel and stalked back to his desk to grab his things, his arms swinging an abnormal amount as he sashayed to his seat.

"I bid thee farewell until we meet again, Hectate!" he called out from the back of the room, bowing low and sweeping one hand out dramatically as he backed out of the room. Then Fletcher was gone in a whirl of well-cared-for hair and glittery pink glow.

Hmmm. I don't know if I'd be able to quote ALL of the Birdy!Jimbo scenes... But they were brilliant. :lmao:

This post also made me giggle:

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Originally Posted by Vladimir Petrov (Post 9804809)

Hmmm... suffocation, or an unknown hole.

Possibly squeeeeshed to death, or falling to your doom?

DOOMPLZ!

Not wanting to stay in this plant any longer, Vlad kept hold of the branch and seeds, though he feared they'd be useless soon, and gave a little bunnyhop into the hold, dropping at an odd angle.

Whatever happened to this being a triWIZARD tournament.

Well... if the tri- was gone, may as well go the whole hog, right?

Prefect vs. Glitter!Puff

SPOILER!!: Sonofadugbog fudge monkey!!

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Originally Posted by Ameh (Post 9808566)

This was Puff territory, right? Right? They lived on this level. Their common room had been flooded out after Slytherin's. The prefect, his badge missing from the front of his sweatshirt, wandered down the corridor, hands in his pockets as he kept his eyes focused ahead.

Shouldn't be hard to spot the Glitterpuff, should he make an appearance. And when he did... well. He'd been delivering a message for a girl, right? Raiden would deliver his own message. Personally.

Inside the sweatshirt pocket, his fingers worked themselves, absently stretching out and then curling back into fists.

Come out, come out, wherever you are. Duncan.

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 9808577)

Tossing an apple up in the air and catching it, Fletcher stretched his long legs out of the portrait of a fruit bowl and into the corridor. He took a big bite out of the red, juicy apple and chewed noisily, waving back at the elves as he left the kitchen. "THANKS GUYS!" he called out cheerfully, happily fed and watered now.

Hum de dum de dum. The boy strolled casually toward his common room, thinking longingly of the plush couch that would be waiting for him when he got there. Mmm yeah. Nothing like a snack followed by nap time.

He paid no attention to anyone else in the warm hallway. It was just Fletcher and his deeelishus apple.

Chomp. Chomp. Chomp.

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Originally Posted by Ameh (Post 9808587)

...speak of devils, and they were sure to appear before you.

Raiden paused when the portrait into the kitchen opened, watching as first one leg appeared, then part of a torso, and the rest of the body followed. It was the one he'd come here looking for. Face expressionless, his fingers tightened in his pocket, and he took a step or two closer, keeping a decent space between them.

"Fletcher." His voice was even, untainted by the tones of anger or upset. Of course he would call the guy's name instead of just throwing his punch. He wasn't about to hit the guy when he wasn't looking. He wanted him to see it coming.

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 9808594)

Hand almost to mouth, apple in hand, mouth open, Fletcher stopped in his tracks and raised one brow.

Well well well. Look who had come worming out of the woodwork. It wasn't that he had any particular problem with the Prefect, as far as Fletcher knew, but he did have a problem with his tone right there.

"Yeah? Whut?"

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Originally Posted by Ameh (Post 9808612)

"I have a request to make of you."

With quick steps, Raiden closed the space between them, right hand shaking from his sweatshirt pocket and pulling back before he launched his fist directly into Fletcher's eye. The force the young man put behind it guaranteed that it would hurt like hell. Which was good. That was what he wanted.

"You hit my friend. Don't do it again."

The calmness of his voice as he spoke might have been a bit frightening to some.

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 9808626)

And BOOOOOOOOOOOOM there it was.

Fletcher's eyes just had a moment to widen and register the fact that Raiden, that quiet Slytherin Prefect kid with whom he had almost never spoken, had just launched a fist into his eye socket. It was the weirdest feeling in the world, watching that clenched hand come zooming into his face.

Not that such a thing hadn't happened before, but never yet at Hogwarts at least.

Stumbling at the sheer force and shock of the blow, Fletcher's apple went rolling out of his hand and he staggered toward the wall.

OWWWWW. OW. OW. OW. OW.

Oh hellz no he wasn't getting away with that. "Who the hell is your FRIEND?!" Fletcher spat, leaning against the wall with one hand and covering his injured eye with the other. He eyed Raiden like a cyclops, then growled and pushed off the wall, launching himself toward the Prefect in a full-on tackle, fists ready to pummel him to pieces.

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Originally Posted by Ameh (Post 9808640)

...hadn't been expecting that.

The thing about being tackled was... well Raiden was pretty sure he'd only been tackled by girls before. And since he was a lot more solid now, he usually didn't get knocked down.

Unfortunately... it didn't seem like Fletcher was that much of a girl. So when he launched himself at Raiden, the young man's eyes went wide as he was lifted off his feet and fell backward.

To the stone floor. As Fletcher's fists swung ridiculously at him. And one might have caught him in the face.

ADSLFMDLKSG.

He slid a foot or two after contact with the floor, one hand immediately gripping onto Fletcher's shirt as he let out a grunt of either annoyance or pain. He wasn't too sure yet.

"Kellen Stern. You made a habit of going around punching people in the face here, Fletcher?"

Raiden swung at him again, several times, while using his other arm to try and fend off any blows Fletcher was attempting to get in. GET. OFF.

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 9808674)

GRRRRRRR this was NOT about that STUPID STERN...... AGAIN?! For the love of Merlin's pink pygmy puff........!

"He was too wimpy to take me on himself?" he grunted, trying to smash Raiden's face with as much strength as he could muster. Fletcher was partially kneeling on the other guy, his fists swinging wildly at his face.

FOCUS your power, boy. Aim for one big target. Fletcher was just... so suddenly fired up... he just wanted to break Raiden. All of him. And his face. Especially his stupid, perfect, fangirl-loving NOSE.

"HMMPFFFFFF." One right-hook to the nose and Fletcher's knuckles were stinging. He heard a satisfying crack sound and grinned gleefully.

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Originally Posted by Ameh (Post 9808690)

"Not-" Raiden flinched backwards, narrowly avoiding taking a fist to his own eye, "He's too civil to hit you back, you prat."

Unlike Raiden who, when angered enough, would probably walk up to an erumphent and punch it in the face.

OWWWWW.

"Sonofadugbog," he yelped, the words all running into each other as Fletcher's fist connected with his nose. Something, somewhere, did not feel quite pleasant anymore, and he could feel the nosebleed starting already. Damnit. This was not meant to happen.

"GET. OFF."

Coughing, sending a little blood from his nose spraying toward the Puff's face, Raiden swung his left arm wide at the idiot's jaw in an attempt to get him off, at the same time grabbing the front of Fletcher's shirt and jerking him, hopefully, into the hit. Being pinned to the floor like this brought back bad memories.

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 9808696)

"Yeah RIGHT. I wasn't born yesterday, you minion." Fletcher shook out his hand and was about to go back for another blow when he saw Raiden's bloodied face.

OHHHHHSNAP. That was a success. He was so pleased with himself he didn't see the hit to the jaw coming, and was thus sprayed with a fine mist of blood as his head turned toward the side.

"YOU legggggo!" he hollered, already feeling the pain seep up from this chin to his teeth. He dug his knee into Raiden's torso in revolt and started pummeling his cheek as best his could.

The eye that started this thing was starting to swell though, and making it harder to see....

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Originally Posted by Ameh (Post 9808703)

Whatever. WHAT. EVER. DUNCAN. Raiden wasn't about to bother with semantics. He was far from a minion to anyone. Raiden was the anti-minion. He just cared too damn much about his friends to let people go around hitting them for idiotic reasons.

Unfortunately, the blow didn't seem to help in dislodging the idiot straddling him; actually, when he felt the knees tighten around his torso, he groaned. Why were imbeciles so resilient?

One arm up to fend off a least a few of Fletcher's now rather wild swings, Raiden jerked his body to the left; if they were gonna play on the floor, he was at least entitled to be the one with the advantage. Wincing as a fist connected with his cheek several times, he jerked his hips and torso again, twisting his legs over.

Flip him. Yup. All the while, he was swinging wildly as well, trying to get a few hits in on Fletcher to compensate for his own damage.

This was gonna take sooooo much bruise paste to fix.

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 9808712)

ERrrrrrrrrrgggggggggUGHUhguhguHGuhguhgghggfffffffr rrrrr FUDGE MONKEYS!!!!

Fletcher scrunched up his swollen, injured eye and continued flailing at Raiden. What was he THINKING? Attacking the GlitterPuff. Pfffffft. You had to be just as stupid or even more stupiderer to get away with attacking Duncan Mundungus Fletcher III.

He was still flailing when he found himself rolling around in one of those comical brawls with Raiden, and then he was suddenly on the floor with the seventh year looming over him. And yes, the attacks continued.

"AIYEEEEE!" Fletcher screamed, now enlisting his legs in an attempt to kick the prefect off. He went for the eyes, with his nails, which were.... admittedly very short and definitely filthy.

All the better if he got an infection in it.

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Originally Posted by Ameh (Post 9808724)

As preferable as this was to being stuck on his back and at the mercy of the idiot's fists... fingernails? Even short, he felt one gash just under his eye and he flinched backwards, sending an angry punch at Fletcher's eye. AGAIN.

"You-" Ugh. This was enough. ENOUGH. He'd done what he'd wanted, and taken his own hits in payment for it. The prefect grabbed one of Fletcher's wrists, pushing the arm to the floor, and swatted the other one away as he pushed himself up and off of the Dumbpuff. "Enough."

He may have aimed a soft kick at Fletcher's legs, though. They'd almost knocked him down when he'd stumbled backwards toward the way he'd come down, putting space between him and the flailing idiot. One hand touched to his nose, wiping blood off as he warily watched to see if Fletcher would get up and continue the fight.

His face hurt. Quite a bit.

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 9808737)

His eye definitely leaking some sort of yellowy pus now, Fletcher was still aiming a kick or two at Raiden even as he felt the other boy backing away.

"Yeah thaaaasss right, run offfff to yo mummmmmeh," he slurred through his (probably) half-broken jaw. "SISSY."

He let his head drop back to the floor of the corridor and just laid there for a moment, thinking the prefect had gone. After a few seconds of rest, Fletcher leaned up on one sore arm and managed to squint and see the Prefect still hovering there. What was he waiting for, ~~Fletcher's birthday~~ Christmas?!!

The Hufflepuff let out a long stream of curses and used the wall as a support to struggle to his feet. Saying nothing, the boy glaaaaared death rays at Raiden and then squeezed his mouth together, summing up a great big old spitwad.

PFFFFFFOOOOOOIIEEEEE. The glob of white slime landed on Raiden's shoe and stuck.

And now Fletcher was done. He turned his back to the immature Prefect and limped on down the corridor to his common room, still leaning against the wall as he slouched away.

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Originally Posted by Ameh (Post 9808748)

While he was apparently a violent person at some times... Raiden wasn't one to rise to taunts, especially when he'd already separated himself from the idiot. So, leaning against the wall, left hand gingerly touching the now tender spots on his cheek, he ignored the calls of sissy and running to his mum.

Fletcher was lucky. Raiden could have easily beaten on him a bit more, considering he was lying on the floor.

The spit, however, very nearly broke his resolve. Eyes on the other boy, the rare glimpse of anger visible in them, he very quietly flicked his wand from the holster and cleared the spit off his shoe. Fingers tightened around the wand, and he was sorely tempted to cast some horrible jinx, but Fletcher's back was turned and he wouldn't hit him like that.

One never attacked from behind, no matter how angry they were.

"Imbecile."

Wobbling slightly, feeling the ache all over from having hit the floor and taken a few staggering blows, the prefect turned and moved toward his common room. If anyone tried to stop him to inquire about the blood on his face, the split lip, or the shininess that was already starting on his cheekbone, he'd ignore them completely.

Mission. Fracking. Accomplished.

This is more for my benefit than anything else. It was just too good a RP to no let it get archived. And I need it all for references, for when I get round to drawing the scene up. :3

Text Cut: Common Room Quotes

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Originally Posted by Nixy! (Post 9742307)

Iris walked into the common room on her own; still pretty shocked about what had happened at the feast. She really didn't expect the badge to have been the reason that Lafay wanted to talk to her.

The new Prefect made her way over to her favourite couch, and saw that someone was already sat there. So she sat down next to them, but at the opposite end of the couch. "Hullo." She said to them quietly, whilst watching the fire.

Her... a prefect. Hogwarts was well and truely, completely mental.

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Originally Posted by Vladimir Petrov (Post 9742346)

"Hello," Vlad replied in his super thick accent, glancing around again but still mostly absorbed in his book of a thousand Vlad reads. He got to the end of his page and looked around properly as his flipped to the next one, spotting a girl at the other end of the sofa. She wasn't looking at him, but at the fire, which he saw as quite rude and she must have been the one who'd spoke... Then he saw her badge.

Hmm... maybe she thought it was okay... that the badge gave her special privilege to do that. "It is very rude not to look at the person you are speaking to," he said gruffly, in that rude voice of his, which was the tone of voice he'd been brought up around. He looked at her badge again while keeping the place in his book with his finger. "You are a prefect," he stated simply.

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Originally Posted by Nixy! (Post 9742366)

Iris looked to the person as he spoke up. Ah, so he must be one of the foreign students. She half smiled at what he said about rudeness. "Oh... Sorry. I was just ... thinking." Because... normally; she WOULD look at you as she spoke to you. Yes. Iris kinda frowned at his tone of voice, but then also figured that it was just ... how he spoke. Maybe.

"You're a Durmstrang Student." She stated in reply. Well, she might as well, whilst they were listing the obvious things. Hehe. Iris looked at the boy properly. "I'm Iris. Iris Beaumont."

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Originally Posted by Vladimir Petrov (Post 9742398)

"Vhat vere you thinking about?" Vlad responded. He was very forward. If he wanted to know something, he'd ask it.

Unless the person was a teacher or headmaster or parent... yeah.

When the girl introduced herself, Vladimir let the corner of his mouth get tugged into a small smile and he held out his hand, palm up, to take this Iris' hand and kiss the top of it of course. "Vladimir Petrov. You have a very pretty name, Iris."

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Originally Posted by Nixy! (Post 9742430)

Iris smiled. "Just... Stuff. Like this Prefect thing. It was ... a suprise, to say in the least." SIIIGH. There's also all the Aaron and Jimbo stuff... but she wasn't going to waffle on about that to someone she doesn't know.

As the boy took her hand, Iris blushed a bit... Hehe. They have very different introductions to us, don't they? "Thankyou, Vladimir." Iris smiled a little bit. She could hardly say 'you have a pretty name, too' could she? Hehe. "It's very nice to meet you."

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Originally Posted by Vladimir Petrov (Post 9742496)

"Vell, they obviously think you vere right for the job," Vlad said calmly, folding over the corner of his book, closing it and sliding it down the side of his leg so it was pinned between said leg and the arm of the sofa.

Actually giving Iris a soft kiss on the top of her hand, Vladimir gave a genuine smile at the way she blushed. Didn't seem like she was used to this greeting from the male of the species. "I am honoured to meet you... I must say, I vas very glad to be placed into the Slytherin part of the castle for sleeping arrangements. It vas my first choice."

And, of course, being Sputnik's favourite worked in his favour when Vlad wanted something. "Vhat is there to do around Hogvarts? Aside from studying. I vould like to look around soon but the castle is very much larger than Durmstrang."

Not that he was afraid of getting lost... it would just show weakness in him.

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Originally Posted by Nixy! (Post 9743432)

"Yes... I suppose they did." Eh. Iris didn't bring up the fact that she was Fallon's replacement. Details like that could be kept quiet. Hehe.

She smiled as Vladimir spoke and tried her best to make her face go back to it's usual colour. It was an honour to meet her? Did he really mean that, or was he just saying it? When he said that he wanted to be here, in the Dungeons, Iris grinned. "Well... I'm honoured that you'd want to spend your time here, with the Slytherins." Hehe. She liked Vladimir already. He wanted to be amongst the Snakes.

"Well... There's loads of stuff on the grounds... They change a lot. Like, we get fancy places each term. Last year, there was this huge Tree house. For us to burn off some energy, y'know?" She brushed some of her hair out of her face as she thought. "And ... There are clubs, too. We have a DADA Club, and there's Gobstones. I'm not sure if they cancelled that this year, as well as Quidditch though..." Hmm. That would be something Iris would have to find out. She liked Gobstones.

Aww! He wanted to explore the castle. Hehe. "Yeah... Hogwarts is huge. There's probably still a lot of it that I've not seen, to be honest." She smiled at Vladimir. "But, if you'd like to look around the castle, I'd be more than happy to accompany you. I don't think it would do if you managed to get lost in the castle, would it?"

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Originally Posted by AlexandraRamos (Post 9744720)

Jimbo had just finished up a meal in the great hall and was feeling pleasantly full. Needless to say, because of this he was in a good mood. So when he walked into the common room all happy and bouncy the horrible feeling in his stomach really was NOT appreciated.

Firstly, he had no idea when it was that he managed to lose track of Monty so quickly, and when he was thinking of the places he might find her he NEVER thought it might be on the common room couch getting cozy with a Durmstrang boy. Especially since all of the foreign students are OLDER. Like, two years older.

Another thing he didn't know until now is that Monty's a PREFECT. This news could potentially change EVERYTHING. How could he pull pranks and be mischevious when his best friend is a PREFECT? He couldn't even go over and tell Monty about the hilarious prank he might've pulled because then she'd be forced to do something about it.

AND she's cuddling up with some Durmstrang boy!

It's all too much. TOO, too much. It made Jimbo really jealous and furious and EVERYTHING to see Monty with this Durmstrang boy. And that really clouded up his mind, so he didn't exactly think about it when he stormed right up to the pair of them.

"What exactly do you think you're doing?" he spat at the intrusive seventh year. So what if he was bigger and taller and scarier? He had just been all kissy with Monty's hand! Monty is JIMBO's and only his. And he was about to make that VERY clear.

Hopefully he wouldn't have to start a fight though. Jimbo certainly WOULD, if the guy didn't back down, but he really didn't want to have to. The guy was real big and intimidating.

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Originally Posted by Nixy! (Post 9744867)

Iris looked away from Vladimir as she heard yelling coming from that Oh-so-familiar voice. JIMBO! Oh my god. Why was he asking (Demanding, whatever.) to know what Vladimir was doing?! "Jimbo!" She yelled at his words. "Don't be so bleeding rude! Vladimir was ... introducing himself." Well, he was! It wasn't lying.

For the moment, Iris had completely forgotten about why she was looking for Jimbo before, and the fact that she wanted to talk about him. Iris didn't even acknowledge the looks of anger and jealousy and over-protectiveness on Jimbo's face. She just glared at him. For being completely and totally RUDE. She just hoped that he wasn't intending on talking to ALL the foreign kids like this.

Glancing down at her badge, Iris figured that she was going to have to fix this. "Jimbo. This is Vladimir." She motioned to the older boy, and then looked at him. "Vladimir, this is one of my best friends, Benjamin. Or as I call him: Jimbo."

She looked at Jimbo as if to say 'What the HECK, Man?!'

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Originally Posted by rubindo (Post 9745836)

He waited for the cute girl to respond, when he saw his Durmstrang friend he met at the feast. With, who else? Aaron's girlfriend. And he was getting all mushy on her. Jimbo had some look of 'eehhh, aaah, waaaah?!?!' Alex had to get involved because;

1. It was fun.

2. That's one of his best friend's girlfriend!

"Hey, Vlad!" The New Yorker called over to him. "Be careful with that one. She has a boyfriend..." He paused for a moment as a smirk appeared on his face. "And he isn't Jimbo." Anyway, back to the cute girl.

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Originally Posted by Vladimir Petrov (Post 9746388)

Vladimir nodded, focusing intently on Iris' mouth.

NONE OF THAT! He was just trying to read her lips at the same time as listening to her words... since he had only started learning English a couple of months back. It helped to focus. And he got pretty much everything she was saying.

"I vould love for you to accompany me," Vladimir nodded, picking up his book again from the side of his leg and placing Iris' hand back down.

But unfortunately before anything could actually happen...

"I," Vlad spoke coolly as he turned to the very RUDE Hogwarts boy. Were all English like this? It hadn't been the first time this had happened. "Vas merely greeting a lady as she should be greeted."

He assumed that Iris was this kid's girlfriend, but it didn't affect him. He himself was just a polite young man who treated the ladies well... he had never been in a relationship and quite frankly didn't want to be whilst he was still at school. He was notorious for attracting girls but never getting into anything with them. It was why he was Vlad the Lad... not because he had loads of girlfriends. "You are currently being very ungentlemanly. Address Iris as you should address her, and then do the same to me."

Because it wasn't ONLY about being polite to ladies. It was being polite to your peers.

"It is okay, Iris. Never mind that 'foreigners' should be greeted varmly and allowed to converse vith who ve like... This young boy is obviously in the right," Vlad responded, his voice dripping with sarcasm. For good measure, because alot of the people he'd met so far had been dim, he looked at this... Jimbo and added, "That vas... vhat is it called? Sarcasm?"

Anyway, back to being semi-nice, Vlad stuck out his hand to the other boy. "Hello Benjamin."

Looking puzzled for a split second, Vlad looked at Iris. He wasn't puzzled about the boyfriend thing... that was just his wrong assumption. But because everyone seemed to think he was trying to get with Iris.

"Vhy are all the boys acting... jealous?" Because yeah, that boy was in a way... or he wouldn't have said anything. "I am merely conversing vith you."

That was the problem... at Durmstrang, nobody got jealous when Vlad hung around their girlfriends or whatever... so it was difficult to get used to it here.

Where it would have made someone else upset, Vlad didn't often get upset... he got annoyed.

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Originally Posted by Nixy! (Post 9746540)

Iris looked over her shoulder when she heard someone yell Vladimir's name. Ah, Alex Hound. Figures.

The prefect frowned at his words. "Geez, Alex. Am I not allowed to be polite to our guests because of Aaron? Because that's how you're making it seem." She called back to him. When Alex added that it wasn't Jimbo, Iris blushed ever so slightly, even though she didn't mean to.

Stupid Americans. Hpmf.

Iris smiled and nodded. "Brilliant. Well, whenever you want to, I'm sure I'd be able to come with you..." She took her hand as Vladimir let go of it, and put it on her lap.

She looked at the Durmstrang Student carefully when Jimbo made his appearance. Gahhh, please don't get mad at him. Iris just grinned to herself at Vladimirs response and twiddled her thumbs. When he said that Jimbo should address Iris properly, she was going to try and protest... Because, really, He was Jimbo! And she was Monty! Their kind of "proper greeting" was a handful of candy to the face and a slap on the back of the head! Which was... well, hardly proper. Hehe.

And now Vladimir was being sarcastic.

Great.

He was going to fit in with the Snakes PERFECTLY! Hehehe. Iris just kept quiet whilst Vladimir was talking to Jimbo. Besides, she had no reason to butt into what he was saying.

O_O ... J... jealous? They weren't being JEALOUS. "Uh... Well... They're not." She frowned slightly. "Jimbo's just very..." Um. Well, he's ACTING Jealous, but he wasn't! " ... over protective."

Yes. That's what it was. Jimbo was being over protective...

Maybe.

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Originally Posted by AlexandraRamos (Post 9747875)

Jimbo completely ignored Monty. He was much too focused on the foreign boy who was making a move on her. But the guy was being all...rudely polite. And mature. He wasn't expecting that. He was expecting a brawl. Maybe some wands. A fist or two. Jimbo badly hurt and such. Then Monty being all concerned and making sure Jimbo was okay...

WOW, talk about a daydream. Well, he totally zoned out for a bit.
So wait, what was he talking about?

Oh, OH. So now he was treating Jimbo like he was an IDIOT. Well, PSHA. And because he didn't have a better comeback...(Jimbo really isn't good with words), "OH, thank you, for clearing that up. Because I honestly had NO IDEA what on EARTH sarcasm sounded like. GOSH, thank you for that very informative piece of...information. You really saved me a lot of trouble with that THANK YOU."

Ah, but then he was being nice again. See, now isn't that confusing? He wasn't sure if the boy was trying to be friendly or be an enemy. It made no sense and it really took Jimbo off his game. Was he supposed to be all friendly now and shake his hand?

Staring at the foreign boy's hand, Jimbo looked obviously dumbfounded. Like, come on. What is that?

Oh, CRAP. Stupid, Alex. Darn. Again, the boy with the foiling of Jimbo's plans and such. He just insisted on doing that didn't he? He might have to pull a prank on that boy sometime, honestly.

Great, well if it wasn't obvious before, it was now. Jimbo was jealous and there was no denying it. Not even to himself. If Monty didn't know that he liked her from the incident on the train...well, she did now.

But there she was, with her denial of the situation. See, he wasn't sure if that was good or bad. It made him angry, because he wanted her to get with the program already and realize that they were perfect but noooooo. Monty can't get past the friendship. But at the same time, he appreciated the denial because it meant that he wouldn't have to deal with her rejection speech.

But he seemed to be stuck on angry. He wanted Monty to stop the denial already and realize that he really did like her as more than a friend. Besides, he was already making a spectacle. Might as well go all the way.

Approaching the foreign boy, he got all up in his face and poked him all 'threateningly'. "I don't know what type of habits you have back where you're from, but next time you're around 'Iris' make sure to keep your hands to yourself. She's mine, got it?"

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Originally Posted by Vladimir Petrov (Post 9751770)

"Very vell... I look forvard to it... you are a very nice young lady," Vladimir nodded as he spoke, and when Iris mentioned how the boys were merely being over-protective... well, he let out a short booming laugh.

He couldn't help his loud laugh.

It just HAPPENED.

"I didn't think you vould... you don't strike me as somevun particularly bright," Vladimir responded blandly, with a carefree gesture of his hand. He had picked up on the sarcasm from, what was it? Jim-bob?

As the younger boy appeared to start having some kind of dim-witted inner-battle with himself (must be pretty boring in that brain), Vlad raised an eyebrow and sat back casually in wait.

And then he went there. Not the poking or ther 'back where you're from' comment, but... the other part. Fire positively BLAZED in Vlad's eyes, and the 6'5" young man was on his feet in a split second. ForGET that there were two prefects in the room, he wasn't a Hogvartian. Vlad grabbed the younger RUDE boy by the front of his shirt and lifted him up onto his tippy-toes.

"Don't EVER refer to a young voman as YOUR PROPERTY!" he bellowed into the Slytherin's face, breathing heavily.

Good job he had a habit of brushing his teeth three times consecutively.

Then a familiar voice was heard, and Vlad glanced up momentarily to see a pyjama-clad boy... he couldn't remember if he'd heard the name of the young man... but he was one of the bearable ones. "No," Vlad replied, going back to glaring at Jim-bob. "It is not."

It was a simple enough non-verbal message to anyone around. Sort this kid out... he's making me angry.

But seriously, the 'she's mine' comment was disgusting.

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Originally Posted by Nixy! (Post 9751866)

Iris smiled at Vladimir. She kinda looked forward to showing him round Hogwarts, too... It would be nice to hang around with someone who wasn't completely mental.

Although... when he started laughing; Iris just frowned. Hmpf. Her comment wasn't THAT funny.

Iris then frowned at Jimbo's oddness... Well, it wasn't even oddness because he WAS odd to begin with. She frowned at his different-ness.

As Vladimir and Jimbo argued about sarcasm, Iris sighed and crossed her arms. Seriously, boys were hard work. She just left them to it, with all their huffing and puffing. Well, that was mainly Jimbo. Vladimir was being all polite and menacing about the whole situation.

When Jimbo poked Vladimir and started this really angry rant, Iris turned bright red. Like.. FAR redder than embarrassed red. There was probably a hint of Angry red in there, too.

Oh, she was "His" now, was she?

Well... At least Jimbo's rant seemed to confirm what she thought on the train after that... incident.

Iris just REALLY hoped that she was wrong. Jimbo... was her best friend. Her cup cake making partner. He COULDN'T... Just... He couldn't. And Iris severly hoped that she was very wrong for the first time in a long time.

Oh my god.... The Prefect (who was TEENY in comparason to these two) sat there, terrified as Vladimir seriously took to that comment badly. FAR worse than Iris took to it. She KNEW that Jimbo didn't really mean the comment. But Vladimir just... really seemed to think highly of girls.

And while that could be admirable... Iris wasn't going to let him do this to Jimbo. Iris too jumped up, but stood on the couch, so she was closer to Jimbo's and Vladimir's height range. "Vladimir...." She started, "Please... just put Jimbo down." She glanced to Jimbo. "I ... I'll sort him out." After all... She didn't want him to hurt Jimbo. The moron was still her best friend. "Jimbo. Just so you know, I'm your best friend. But I'm not yours. Make sure you learn the difference."

Even though Iris's face looked all tough and serious as she said that, she hoped that Jimbo could still see that she didn't mean it in a hurtful way. She'd never hurt him on purpose.

Iris then looked to an... interestingly dressed girl who'd appeard from the girls dorms. She seemed to know BOTH Jimbo and Vladimir... "Um... Hello?" GAH. Not knowing people's names was confusing. It made it difficult to adress them properly. Maybe she'd have to learn these things.

WTFF? She was asking to ask questions? "Oh... Urm... Sure. Let me just... sort this out." Nod nod... Iris looked at the girl curiously. Oooh, Iris would ask the questions first. Like, what the heck was she wearing.

Giving Vladimir an EXTREMELY apologetic look, and then in turn an Oh-so-embarrassed-and-angry glare to Jimbo, Iris climbed down off the couch. Ah,back to feeling like a midget. "Benj..." Oh, she couldn't even be bothered saying his whole name. "Jimbo - What the hell."

It wasn't a question. It was a statement.

But... She could not make any more of a scene in front of Vladimir. She wanted him to think that he'd made the right choice moving into the Slytherin Common Room, not the wrong one.

Iris took Jimbo's arm and dragged him away from Vladimir, so that they were far enough away for him to not be able to hear them. "Jimbo..." She muttered, sounding confused.

"What the HELL was that all about?!" NOW it was a question. One that she wanted him to answer. "Really... I don't get you sometimes, Jimbo. Did you really need to do that then? And on the train... in the corridor. What happened there?" Iris was practically whispering. But she sounded urgent, too. Like she just wanted everything told to her straight. "Why're you being like this all of a sudden?"

The look on Iris's face probably told Jimbo that she pretty much had figured out the answers to these questions on her own. But that didn't matter. She needed to know if her hunches were right.

That Jimbo... possibly... maybe.... hopefully did not... like her as more than a friend.

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Originally Posted by Vladimir Petrov (Post 9751972)

Right, one, when Vladimir was angry, nobody should really touch him. At least it wasn't like she was pulling him around or shoving him... that would have really made him shout.

Plus, this wasn't the girl who'd been spoken about like some... possession.

Vlad would only hear Iris' opinion.

Now he really WAS angry, and his opinion on Slytherins was getting ickier and ickier. Some needed to mind their own and not treat others like they were inferior. Like the first person, Vlad ignored this one too for now.

As he had promised himself, Vlad only realised Jim-bob when Iris bid him to do so, still breathing ultra-heavily through his nose, like an angry dragon. He glared fiercely at the younger boy and then at the females who had tried to tell him what to do.

Leaving would be stupid... why would he be driven away?

Without a word, Vladimir slowly sat down and picked up his book of hyroglyphics, resuming his reading.

Oh but he was still listening in on everyone else, and still taking deep breaths.

Sputnik would NEVER run a school like this shambles.

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Originally Posted by AlexandraRamos (Post 9754566)

Argh, he seriously didn't like this guy. He was making Jimbo look like even MORE of an idiot. And making Jimbo look like an idiot is only acceptable if you're Jimbo...or maybe Monty. He glared at the Durmstrang boy up until he found that his feet were barely touching the ground.

Okay, he was officially freaked. That, and he was snapped out of that weird state he was in where he didn't care what he said or how he said it. This guy could really hurt him, and easily. Maybe he should watch his mouth. At first he thought it was the 'back where you're from' comment but then he started yelling right in his face and he realized that that wasn't the case.

He was NOT about to try any snappy comeback or ANYTHING. Although he might've let out a whimper. He was so scared he could have wet himself. But he didn't because The Farley has full control of his bladder. Although it seemed the tough guy in his face didn't have much control of his spit glands. Yuch, he hoped it didn't get in his eye.

Then he heard a girl's voice who wasn't Monty. Looking from the corner of his eye he noticed that girl he met on the train...he couldn't remember her name, but it seemed she had no trouble remembering his. "Er...hi."

So it seemed that this wasn't the first time the foreigner had threatened someone. That's nice to know. This guy was probably going around intimidating everyone. Yes, what IS your problem, sir? Ah, this was really starting to get embarrassing. Although he was glad the girl from the train decided to take Jimbo's side on the matter. Oh, darn. There's someone else joining the party. Some guy he didn't know, but still. This really is getting embarrassing, him being held up by this big muscley guy. But then Monty intervened.

Sort him out? Oh no. That didn't sound good. Stupid Prefect Monty.
But then she said something worse. WAY worse.

Jimbo couldn't help it. His whole face turned red and he turned away from her. He wanted to run away, hide from all the staring faces of his peers and eat till he PUKES. Food always makes him feel better, but somehow he knew that food couldn't stop what he was feeling now. He didn't wait until 'Vladimir' let go of him. Prying the bulky hands off of his shirt, Jimbo made sure not to lose his balance once he got his gravity back. And once he did he made sure not to look at ANYBODY. So any glances Miss Beaumont might've given him, he didn't see. He didn't say anything until he was being dragged away by Iris to a different more private part of the common room. A spot away from the scene he'd just made.

He ignored that darn tingly feeling he got whenever she touched him and made sure they were at a proper distance when she decided to stop. And he looked at her feet the whole time she was talking so he wouldn't have to look straight at her. He didn't want to answer her. She knew that answer and Jimbo knew it. He could hear it in her voice. She just wanted him to say it but he couldn't handle that right now. Not after what she said. It was obvious how this was going to go. Why was he so stupid? Why did he just put himself out there like that? He's an idiot, that's what he is.

He took a chance and looked up at her, immediately regretting it. She was angry, that much he could tell. But there were also a lot of emotions in her face that Jimbo didn't even want to begin to analyze. But even with all that he couldn't bring himself to give her the answer she wanted. He looked around at the place, noticing all the people who had seen or been involved in the spectacle he just made. He couldn't stand being here any longer.

"I think you very well know."

With that, he left the common room.

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Originally Posted by Nixy! (Post 9754974)

Iris knew that Jimbo was hurt... And she'd caused that. He NEVER stood that far away from her. Great, just... great. Not only was Aaron GONE, but Fallon seemed to be just ... no where, Iris hadn't seen Wesley at all this term, and now Jimbo probably HATED her. Pretty much all of her friends gone, then.

As her probably-now-ex-best-friend finally looked up, Iris knew that he wasn't going to say it.

...

And what he said completely confirmed everything.

Iris just looked at Jimbo, shocked from how coldly he'd just spoken to her. She was that shocked, that she couldn't even move when he left and went out the common room.

The girl glanced at all the people on the other side of the common room. Everyone who'd seen Jimbo go from trying to protect Iris through jealousy, to being all cold and embarrassed. Okay... he kinda brought himself, but Iris still felt like it was her fault. She was the one Vladimir was talking to.

Coming round to her senses, Iris ran to the common room door, opening it and sticking her head out into the Dungeon corridor.

Jimbo was gone.

Sighing sadly, Iris leant against the wall and slid down it, so she was sat on the floor. Maybe it would be a good idea to just whack her head against the wall a few times? Wake her up. Because this couldn't be real. It had to be a dream.

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Originally Posted by Destiny (Post 9811025)

Destiny needed a place to hiiiiiide!

Hands stuffed in her pockets, trying to hide what was inside, and pet flobberworm resting on her shoulder, she shuffled her way around the ground floor, constantly looking behind her. Evelyn was probably spying on her, and she did not want her friend catching her right now. Her pockets were PACKED with chocolate frogs, and she was going to eat them all..

..by herself.

Peeking in a few classrooms, she was disappointed when they seemed to be occupied. Meh. She didn't want to check every floor looking for an empty room, so, seeing a door open just a little bit, she pulled out a chocolate frog and using her foot opened the door more so she could squeeze in. Closing the door very quietly behind her, she started unwrapping the chocolate frog and when she was just about to shove it in her mouth, she froze.

O_________________O

Was that Marie?

It was.

Was she kissing someone?

She was.

And that someone was not Carter.

Fumbling a little (FROM SHOCK!!111!!!) she dropped the frog, not bothering to watch where it was hopping off to and quickly covered her eyes with both hands. "I didn't see anything, I SWEAR!"

Destiny after seeing Evan and Marie snogging. Best. Questioning. Ever! :xd: :lmao:

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Originally Posted by Destiny (Post 9844812)

Walking in the Forbidden Forest?

Was Professor Headmaster Tate CRAZY!?

Destiny would never, EVER take a walk in the Forbidden Forest. It was far too forbidden for her liking, so this scenario thing had nothing to do with her. Besides, if she was in the forest, she would be the thing making the rustling noises in the bush, and she did not like what people were suggesting!

Basically, if she was in the bush, she'd be DEAD!

Scoffing, she raised her hand, "You could ask whatever or whoever was in the bush to come out. Or use aguamenti." Makes the bush grow..or something.

Was she being gestured at?

She felt violated.

I.Just.Brilliant! :lmao:

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 9850691)

Fletcher didn't want to throw the food, he really didn't. He wanted to eat the food, even if it was days old and rotten and really, really pungent.

It still looked good. Mostly.

So this was why, it should come to no one's surprise, that Duncan Mundungus Fletcher III was currently crawling along under the table, dodging people's legs and trying to follow his nose to the least-repugnant area of food. He poked his head up toward the middle of the table and looked around, grinning as he had found a giant bowl of chocolate pudding. YES. SCORE.

Oh look, he even had a spoon there to eat it with! Fletcher sat up and shoveled a few spoonfuls of dark chocolate pudding into his mouth. He looked around for a target, making sure no one was paying any attention to him at all.

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Originally Posted by MEL!!!!!!!!!!!

Well this certainly looked like fun but that kinda wasn't the point of the exercise now was it? Mia held her wand limply by her side as she stood behind the wall of students hoping nobody would notice her...yet.

She was trying her hardest to remember some spells that would help her out but none were forthcoming right now. And knowing her luck if she did cast one she was likely to set something on fire.

Scratching her head with her wand, Mia watched the action going on around her and willed herself to think of at least one spell.

Just one.

Anything.

Aha, who was that Puff there? He recognized her as Salander's friend from Muggle studies. Grinning to himself, Fletcher flicked his wand to levitate his spoonful of pudding. He directed the pudding backward a bit and tipped it, bending the spoon back, back back.... and then he let go......

.....and the spoonful of dark pudding was launched! In the air! Flying toward Mia! YESSSSSS she would never see that one coming.

:rotfl: ... Just :lmao:

I have nothing else to say about this.

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Originally Posted by The Narrator (Post 9859294)

As Nikolai emerges from the maze, that booming voice can be heard again.

"Durmstrang champion, Nikolai Ognianis, has successfully exited the maze."

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Originally Posted by Nikolai Ognian (Post 9859360)

As he emerged from the hedges, Nikolai heard the booming voice announce his exit. Nikolai Ognianis.

WAIT A MINUTE!

That was not his name! Now his whole dramatic exit was ruined because someone did not know his name! Eyes scanning the area, he started looking for whoever spoke his name. Heh, he couldn't find anyone that looked like the voice belonged to them.

Dramatic exit was RUINED!

Scoffing, he awkwardly hopped to the middle of the clearing and gave Raiden and Noel a nod of his head. The speaker probably got their names right..

Since those two Champions were out and no others, Nikolai must have been the third to finish. Also, that must mean three other Champions were still inside, including Sandra. He looked over his shoulder briefly before scanning the area once again, only he was not looking for the person who said his name wrong. He was looking for the people he knew and the Healer woman.

Yes, he did find his HUGE foot amusing, but he eventually would like normal again.

His toes were cold.

Because I had to. Haha. We love dramatic stuff. XD

SPOILER!!: Three AWESOME funny people = A Legend, Greer and Jude. YUP

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles (Post 9984583)

WOOSH. It took a few minutes for the almost-sixth year to realize where he was. Of course it was Diagon Alley but the floo system was so wonky that it made him forget stuff. Legend hated the floo system. And it wasn't due to the fact that when he was younger he had a fear of fireplaces. No, that wasn't it....really. It was because it made him forget stuff. Duh.

The blond emerged from the fireplace brushing off all the soot from his clothes. Time to buy some stuff make some friends and push over a bunch of people in the streets.

His eyes looked around the pub. It wasn't too busy today, cool-his eyes focused in on a small boy. DUDE small people shouldn't be in Diagon Alley by their selves! Right? Uh- he couldn't remember being that small..it was almost like three years ago, that was FOREVER. He walked over to the kid, until he was paces behind. "What do you think you're doing kid?" Legend asked loudly.

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Originally Posted by Oesed (Post 9984668)

"...And so the Unicorn farted, and Morgan said the glitter I swore was there, was just part of my imagination. Just like the Unicorn. CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT, IAN?"

Ian McKensie did not bother to answer. In fact, he had no idea what on earth was Greer going on about except that he was going to be late for work, and he'd still had not given her the usual coaching that had be given whenever Greer was left on her own.

In typical Greer fashion, she'd bounced off the fireplace and resumed her story about magical beings without worrying over the state of her clothes. McKensie pursed his full lips, and with a flick of his wand got rid off all the dust on his sister's clothes and curling blonde hair. Tucking it inside his cloak, the eighteen year old put his hands on her shoulders as he bent down to meet the girl's eyes. He tried to muster a stern look that would hopefully take over his dark blue orbs. "Okay, Greer. No talking to strangers, no pocketing things that you've not paid for, not begging strangers for money if you lose yours, no give away your money, and most importantly--"

"---not taking food from strangers!" Finished the twelve-year old, cutting off her brother, and looking rather annoyed. The dissatisfied look on her golden brown eyes did not leave until the other boy, who had the same round face and child-like eyes that she possessed, took his hands off her shoulders, and departed with a small grunt.

Wiggling a little on her spot as freedom settled in, McKensie skipped towards the first familiar face she spotted, and clung to the person's hand. "LEGEEEEEND CHOSEN!" Sing sang the girl, with a huge beam. Then she proceeded to twirl around him. Noticing the presence of a stranger who seemed to be part of goblin, given his size, Greer wondered loudly, though not exactly at the unknown boy. "Who's the stranger?"

Strangers were potentially dangerous beings that would lock her up in their trunks, and sell her for two knuts in Knockturn Alley. Or at least that's what she'd been told by Ian.

Looking for comfort, the Gryffindor got hold of Legend Chosen's hand and half-hid behind him. Then she unabashedly stared at the other boy.

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Originally Posted by Hermione_loves_Ron (Post 9984697)

What did he think he was doing? What was this bloke on about? He was clearly only standing here, wasn't he? Was the kid blind? Weren't blind people supposed to have those seeing-eye-creatures? Jude glanced at his feet but saw nothing, and his eyes didn't look like they were magical eyes, just simple, normal eyes.

"I think I'm just standing here," replied Jude, quite honestly, looking up at the boy.

No sooner had he spoken these words, though, then a curly haired girl was yelling, presumably to the older boy, for Jude was not a Legend Chosen nor did he have any idea what these words might otherwise have meant. Brows lift in curiosity, he turned his green eyes on her. She was taller, but something about her seemed younger. Was she a ballerina? The girl reminded Jude of Fable - in fact, he was pretty sure Fable would get along with this girl. If she was here right now, she'd probably go up to the unkown girl and skip around with her and sing the stupid song about the Hippogriff.

"Stranger?" repeated Jude. Okay, admittedly, he was a stranger, and he didn't know the boy who'd begun talking to him, but she was the one who'd barged into their almost-conversation. "You're just as much a stranger," he pointed out, a defensive edge in his voice.

For a moment, he watched the way she sort of hid behind the boy, still very reminiscent of Jude's favorite younger sister, and Jude used the tip of his wand to rub behind his ears. Finally, he dropped his brows.

"I'm Jude. Second year Ravenclaw."

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles (Post 9984740)

Whoa. The Leaky was all quite and peaceful one second, and the next it was filled with a twirling LOUD little girl. Legend blinked back his confusion. Oh, it was Greer the first year who didn't understand that HE was the master of all fristies...because she made him pour her juice.

Sure she seemed a bit annoying then but well...she seemed innocent enough. After all she was just singing his name and ...twirling. "Hey Greer!" Legend said grinning. Alright, he had to admit, she was acting sort of cute.

The blonde wasn't expecting her to grab his hand and hide. What was so scary..the midget? "The stranger's like..two feet tall.". Yeah...he was never that weird when he was younger. Legend's green eyes glared at the boy. "I can see you're standing there. I mean Jude You can't go into Diagon Alley alone! You'll get like run over...or kidnapped...or kidnapped then run over then robbed." Yeah? It could happen. You would think a Ravenclaw would be smarter! Jeesh.

"That's Jude. He's a Ravenclaw." He said answering the young girl's question. "But I don't think he's very claw-ish if you ask me." No one did but, yeah...he was Legend Chosen.

:lmao: I'm entertained for the night.