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Constantine Masterson was busy attending to a rather LARGE pile of wood. He had spent all morning creating a pit and then fire-proofing anything within a 100 ft radius. He was now getting all the wood set up in a tee-pee shape. To a patch of grass off to the side was sitting quite a few baskets of food and LARGE blankets. There were also some extra sleeping bags in case any body forgotten theirs or just didn't have one. Come on up! The party's just about to start!
He glared at Fyo with that first comment. So he didn't really care if Vannie or Miles knew. That was good to know.
"I like camp stuff, yes. And I would go to a Muggle camp." He was sorta annoyed ith Fyo now, so his tone wasn't too friendly.
Was Torin glaring at him? BAD Tor, BAD Torkitty. "Come on, I was joking," Fyo said, when Torin spoke, sounding pretty.... unfriendly. "Of course I care, I don't want you to get beaten up, because then I would have to save you and I don't want to hurt myself saving you." Hehe.
"So you'd go to a muggle camp?" Things were going fine, so far. "Even if it was under the command of someone dottier than Pro -?" He had been about to say Professor Bunbury, but decided against it. "Um, you know. Someone really dotty. Really strict, like."
"Were you joking to get back at me for that poem thing?" He was still slightly annoyed, but it was good that at least he didn't ant t osee Torin hurt.
"Yes, I would. And I know you were about to say Bunbury."
The poem? Fyo had actually forgotten all about it. "Nah," he said, that little bit of poetry coming back to him, now that Torin had mentioned it. It was a shame his first venture as a poet had to be a bit of love-poetry addressed to Professor Bunbury that Torin was passing off as Tor's own, wasn't it?
He was just thankful no one was going to know he had written it.
As in.... REALLY thankful.
Torin knew he was about to say Professor Bunbury? Ummm .... Ooops, maybe? Fyo smiled slightly, giving in. "Fine," he said. "I was." As for that camp.... "Um, Tor? I, errr, sort of have to go camping, over the summer. For a week." Because his father had a stupid muggle friend, who would probably be offended for the rest of his life if Fyo's dad didn't let him teach Fyo 'how to camp.' "I was wondering maybe you'd like to give me company?"
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Elizabeth sighed as Robert kept arguing, facetiously, but arguing nonetheless, about the notice board, and William seemed uncomfortable by her statement about her boyfriend trying to prove a point. Although it really was quite funny that the ploy hadn't worked. Sending a smile over to the younger Ravenclaw, to try and make him feel better, she then turned her head to grin at Robert. "Well then, what would you do without your little birdie?," she teased, before her attention had been taken by Mari and Cayden's arrival.
"Fresh air is always good. And showing up proves to people you still exist, since hiding in the dormitory only makes people have questions," she joked in response to her best friend's comment, before Robert was speaking and she trailed off. Ignoring his playful glare, her attention was drawn to him running his hand up and down her side, before she caught his last comment to Mari. "Hey!," she said, feigning indignance. "I have a sense of self-preservation. It's weird accidents where I get in trouble, remember?" She never got hit by bludgers or anything, or, very rarely. If it hadn't been for that stupid broom, he wouldn't even have had a reason to tease her about not being careful. And then Cayden had actually spoken, and she looked up at the Slytherin with wide eyes as he tipped his fedora at her. "Um, hi Cayden."
But then William had come back, so she could distract herself that way. Especially since not only was he continuing to discuss possibly her least favorite professor, but he was offering snacks. Perfect distraction. "Professor Kazimeriz scares me too, but I think that's just cause I'm still waiting to see if he makes good on his threat from when we studied curses last term in DADA. But fear doesn't really make me focus more. It just makes me nervous," she said, before grinning as Robert asked what food William had brought back. Leaning forward for a moment, she picked up a cauldron cake, with another smile for the younger boy. "Thank you," she said, before sitting back again to tease Robert. "Marshmallows and cauldron cakes, for one. And he said you could have some, oh starving one," she joked, lightly poking him in the side.
Her teasing demeanor faded somewhat, though, as Cayden spoke to her again. Swallowing a bite of her cauldron cake nervously, her green eyes went back to him. "Um, privately? What about?," she asked, before cringing as she realized how dumb that sounded. Obviously, if he wanted to speak with her privately, he didn't want others to know what it was about. But she shot a glance at Robert before standing up, working her way out from his arms. "May as well take care of whatever now, I guess," she said, not really entirely sure she wanted to hear what he had to say, considering they didn't exactly have the best track record when it came to conversations. "I mean, before Mr. Masterson expects us to settle in for the night or whatever," she continued to explain, looking at him as he stuck his hands in his pockets. At least he looked kind of uncomfortable too.
With a glance at Mari, she turned to look down at Robert still sitting on her sleeping bag. "I'll be back in a little bit," she told him, trying to reassure herself that everything was going to be fine. What could Cayden want to talk to her about? She didn't really have any idea, unless it had anything to do with her conversations with Mari since she'd told her about Robert.
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The poem? Fyo had actually forgotten all about it. "Nah," he said, that little bit of poetry coming back to him, now that Torin had mentioned it. It was a shame his first venture as a poet had to be a bit of love-poetry addressed to Professor Bunbury that Torin was passing off as Tor's own, wasn't it?
He was just thankful no one was going to know he had written it.
As in.... REALLY thankful.
Torin knew he was about to say Professor Bunbury? Ummm .... Ooops, maybe? Fyo smiled slightly, giving in. "Fine," he said. "I was." As for that camp.... "Um, Tor? I, errr, sort of have to go camping, over the summer. For a week." Because his father had a stupid muggle friend, who would probably be offended for the rest of his life if Fyo's dad didn't let him teach Fyo 'how to camp.' "I was wondering maybe you'd like to give me company?"
Errr.....
"Okay," he said, glad that Fyo wasn't still bothered by that.
He snorted as Fyo admitted that he had been talking about Bunbury. Of course he ha been. how else would he talk about like that? "Awwww, you want to spend more time with me, Lion?" he added in a sickeningly sweet voice. "I cant believe you would ask me of all people."
"Okay," he said, glad that Fyo wasn't still bothered by that.
He snorted as Fyo admitted that he had been talking about Bunbury. Of course he ha been. how else would he talk about like that? "Awwww, you want to spend more time with me, Lion?" he added in a sickeningly sweet voice. "I cant believe you would ask me of all people."
BAHAHA
Fyo rolled his eyes. "I don't want to spend more time with you," he said, even though that was a lie. "I just want company, because Uncle Henry is a FAT RHINO in front of whom I can't use magic."
Why did Torin have to be such a badkitty, sometimes?
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William couldn't help but grin a bit as he saw Mari make her way over to their little group, with a boy he recognized but didn't know by heart. "Hey Mari, how's it going?" He asked brightly, the sugar from the food cheering him up more than talking about what could possibly be one of his favorite classes. Sure he didn't like Kazimeriz but he loved the whole potion making process, which meant he had to deal with the evil one. If that meant sucking up as he had been doing to get in his good graces, than he'd continue doing it.
He listened somewhat as Mari and the boy named Cayden began speaking to Elizabeth and Robert, the weird feeling in his gut coming back. Stop it will he admonished himself, shaking himself out of his funky mood. No need to make everyone more comfortable than what they already seemed to be he figured, closing his book up and figuring he may as well get into the conversation or whatever there was that was going on. If he was going to get anywhere in life, be it alone or in a group he needed to get over his abundant shyness. what better way than to jump in, as if knowing what was going on he thought.
Shaking himself from his thoughts he heard Cayden as to speak to Elizabeth privately. That would mean being alone with Robert. Male bonding anyone he thought dryly, looking from Elizabeth to Robert to Cayden to Mari and starting over again. He realized little too late he was the youngest one here, the one with little experience but he thought he'd learn sometime. Changing the channel in his mind he looked over to the campfire, seeing some people make smores. Oh that looked like a good idea he thought, wondering if he could get up and go make some, possibly talk to other students besides himself.
Where was Jake, he'd be good to talk too right now he thought glancing around the fire and not seeing him anywhere. Maybe he hadn't shown up at all, perhaps he was in his dorm room, but he wouldn't miss something like this, no not Jake the candy loving boy. Frowning a bit he shrugged to himself and sat back down on his sleeping bag, lying down and putting his hands behind his head. Relaxing completely he looked up at the stars, getting lost in the mystery of the sky.
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"Aww, you can't fool me. I know you want to go with me." He batted his eyelashes jokingly and said, "I'm so going with you, Lion. But does Alice need to know?" He loved screwing with Fyo like this. It was so fun.
"Aww, you can't fool me. I know you want to go with me." He batted his eyelashes jokingly and said, "I'm so going with you, Lion. But does Alice need to know?" He loved screwing with Fyo like this. It was so fun.
Torin Kane was.... Insane. Especially with the eyelash battling and all. That was just.... EepScaryEep!
"You're freaking me out," Fyo commented, a little dryly. Alice? Ohmygosh, what a brilliant idea! "I'm SO glad you brought that topic up, because I've just realized I can ask Lissy to come, too!" he said excitedly.
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"You know you like it," he said teasingly. And wait.. what? Alice? "Dude. Does she have to come?"He didn't really mind her so much now, but that didn't necessarily mean that he wanted to go camping with her for a week.
Robert laughed with a shrug at Liz's teasing question, "Get you to tell me?" He smirked and turned his attention to Mariska and Liz's discussion. Hmm she was right he had rarely seen her out of the common room. As Cayden decided to finally make his presence known and act normal he nodded, "Hello Cayden." He couldn't even bring himself to care anymore. He had Liz and that's all he needed he was somewhat friends with Mariska again and everything. Whatever Cayden's issues were they weren't his problem. His attention was brought back to Liz again and he laughed, "Well..I don't think the locker room made you go see what was going on with the Merpeople...."
As William spoke of class..he had barely heard that conversation...his attention grasped the food. "Well thanks mate," he said with a smile and watched as Liz reached over and grabbed a cauldron cake. At her smart remark and poke he smirked, "Maybe I don't want his..." He grabbed Liz's hand lightly that held the cauldron cake and raised it to his mouth, taking a bite out of the cake. "Maybe I want yours," he said with a grin as he chewed.
As he heard Cayden say he wanted to talk to Liz privately his smile faded and he swallowed, the cake going down like lead. He caught Liz's glance and felt her pull herself from his grasp. What the bloody hell.... He looked at Cayden with an emotionless expression not trusting him one bit. The last time he had been with anyone privately.... He glanced at Mariska and then back to Liz who had said she'd be back. No...he didn't like this at all. He had to use all of the self-restraint he possessed to not get up. Instead his gaze kept going from the three of them and he swallowed. Turning decidedly to the young Ravenclaw who was lying down now though his gaze kept flicking over toward Cayden and Liz, "So...you know..I don't think I know your name," he said offhandedly to the young Ravie as his gaze was on Liz. He knew better than to think that's what Cayden was up to but he didn't trust him all the same and if he upset her....
Coming out to the camp out, Cyrus was extremely stoked. The kid loved the outdoors, obviously. His twitchy brown eyes quickly flew about the grounds until they settled on a person he was familiar with.
CAMERON KARSTEN!
With the sleeping bag and all that jazz, Cy ran over to him with enthusiasm. Coming up behind him, Cy whacked him on the way and gave him a toothy grin. "How goes it, mate?" His Aussie accent flowing through the air.
Who, was this girl? She was older, but she didn't seem like one of those completely idiotic females. "G'day, miss." He saluted her with his right hand and set his stuff on the ground. "Did I hear you say... Santa?" Cy didn't believe in Santa, well, Teal (his father) had ruined it for him.
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Extra brain cells? How in the world did he expect her to just GROOOW extra brain cells whenever she wanted to? Livvy was seriously beginning to believe that he was dropped on his head as a child. "I'm sorry... my extra brain cells ran out by talking to you," she said, shrugging and pretending to be serious.
WHUTTT?! What was that? Did he just poke her AGAIN? And on the cheek! But at least it wasn't on the forehead. Livvy sighed and decided to just let it go. Why did 12-year-old boys always have to win against her?
Did he just call her Olivia? Gaaggg. No one besides Mari, has ever called her Olivia. Why? Because it's a horrible name. Since when did Cam call her Olivia? "Yes... Cameron... I am so envious of your relationship with your plants," Livvy said, rolling her eyes.
"So what? You're saying he's a Saint?" she asked. Don't tell me he still believes in Santa Clause..."Or he's a warlock with just... powers? Alright. So you're saying... that Santa just has 'powers'? You know what! Let's not talk about Santa anymore."
GACK!
Another one. Short, cute, innocent-looking boys. Did he just whack Cam? Ohh... Livvy liked the kid already. So cute. And was like connected to her by the brain. She so wanted to whack Cam, but it'd be rude since she was a fifth year Ravenclaw, and Ravenclaws are above such childish acts.
Aww... how cute. He had an accent too. Livvy just loved listening to people with accents talk. She could listen to them for hours and hours. She smiled, cocking her head slightly. "Well g'day to you too, love," Livvy said, supressing a laugh as she observed him salute her. Another gentleman, eh? "Yes you did... Cam was telling me how Santa has 'powers'.." Livvy even did the air quotes.
Cam was about to give her a whole entire lecture on Santa but then--,"GAAAH," he said in complete shock as someone just ... WHACKED him right there. Ehhhh? He turned around, and ohhhh it was Cy. Well Cy could do that to him! Why? He didn't know but... he didn't know at all. There was something about the kid that gave him the most upright permission to whack him.
Then again, why?
The question may never be answered.
"Haaaaay Cy. And yeah. Saaanta. See Nurse Avalon over there?" he said, tapping the kid by the shoulder and pointing riiiiiight at the woman, "don't tell... but I think she's Santa in disguise. I'm tellin' ya Cy, there's a biiiiiiiig wad of fat under that... yadayada." He nodded and then stopped pointing at the nurse, what if she'd seen him? Santa doesn't like people knowing who he really was!
Turning his attention on Livvy, he gasped. Extra brain cells talking to him? OH MYYY. Oh pshhh why was she acting so nice all of a sudden? She must have wasted all of her brain cells talking to him, oh yes, that's how AWESOME he was. He clapped his hands and put his arm on her shoulder. "Whyyyy thank yee Livvehhh."
OH AND NOW SHE SAID SHE WAS ENVIOUS OF HIS PLANT FRIENDS, EH?
He... kept silent about that. EEEEP Livvy's brain must have went kerpoof from talking to him too much! "But Santa's awesome, Livvy. We're talking about Santa in June. That makes it awesome," he simply stated and decided to give fellow Nurse Avalon another glance.
"She ISSSSS Santa. Believe it or not."
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"You know you like it," he said teasingly. And wait.. what? Alice? "Dude. Does she have to come?"He didn't really mind her so much now, but that didn't necessarily mean that he wanted to go camping with her for a week.
Fyo rolled his eyes. "You're off your rocker," he said with a firm nod. Torin Kane was now offically insane'ane'ane.
Back to Lissy. "Ofcourse she has to come," Fyo said brightly. "You're awesome Tor, thanks for giving me the idea! I was having her over for the later part of the vacations anyway, but this is even more brilliant."
Torin and Butterfly, the two people he loved the most. In one place, too! This was going to be such a blast - if Butterfly agreed to come, that is. She would, wouldn't she? He definitely hoped so.
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He glared at Fyo. "Fine, but you two aren't going to be all kissyface around me for a week, are you?" That would be so gross and he would like walk off on them right there. "I'm warning you that I'm not past walking off on you too if you start snogging by the camp fire."
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"Oh, get a sense of humour," he sighed, following her over to where these two children were stuck to each other. "Mr. Torin, if you could be so kind as to let go of Miss Vanessa here, that would be greatly appreciated."
He pulled out his wand as well, just in case he'd have to pry the boy off the poor girl. Until then...
Oh. Thank goodness. Lyra was back, with Mr. Masterson, and Torin had let go. Yey. She was free. "Thank you Mr Masterson." Vanessa nodded, quickly getting up before Torin could cling to her again.
"Lyyraaa." She then smiled at her friend. She could hug her now. Teehee.
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Clinging to Vannie?
Well, that figured. Figured plenty.
"No wonder you look so happy," Fyo said, rolling his eyes. "If Miles could read minds, dude, you'd be dead meat." He yawned, stretching. "I like camp thingies."
Talk about randomness.
Vanessa wasn't exactly paying that much attention to Torin anymore, but that changed when she heard Miles' name. She turned to face Torin, and the other guy he was with looking confused. "Why'd he be dead meat if Miles could read minds?" She asked, looking between them. This was odd.
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Torin shot Fyo a death glare before turning his attention back to Vannie. "He just means 'cause I was enjoying hugging you... Miles might take it to mean more than it really is." He shrugged and tried to pass it off as nothing. And Fyo had better keep his mouth shut about the crush from now on, or he was getting punched in the face.
He glared at Fyo. "Fine, but you two aren't going to be all kissyface around me for a week, are you?" That would be so gross and he would like walk off on them right there. "I'm warning you that I'm not past walking off on you too if you start snogging by the camp fire."
Snogging? EVERYONE knew Fyo was too shy to do that in front of people, let alone Uncle Henry. "You don't know Uncle Henry," he said with a shudder. "If he's anywhere around the campfire, trust me I'd be really lucky if I even got to hold her hand."
So much for snogging.
"Besides," he went on. "I'm not going to do that, anyway. Snog her or whatever, I mean. I'm going to hug her." Yup, that sounded sweet enough to him. "So you don't have to worry about our being 'kissyface.'"
Kissyface. Freaky word, that one!
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Vanessa wasn't exactly paying that much attention to Torin anymore, but that changed when she heard Miles' name. She turned to face Torin, and the other guy he was with looking confused. "Why'd he be dead meat if Miles could read minds?" She asked, looking between them. This was odd.
Uh uh...
Fyo had done a BAD thing.
"Nothing," he said quickly. "You know, most boys can be jealous and -" And Torin took over from him. RELIEF!
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Torin shot Fyo a death glare before turning his attention back to Vannie. "He just means 'cause I was enjoying hugging you... Miles might take it to mean more than it really is." He shrugged and tried to pass it off as nothing. And Fyo had better keep his mouth shut about the crush from now on, or he was getting punched in the face.
YAYAY, they were saved!
"That's what I meant," Fyo said, nodding innocently. Thank God for Torin Kane's brains. Though, of course, those brains really were needed, if situations were like these were going to happen around here.
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"Because I'm prepared for hungry wild animals." Melanie replied matter-oh-factually. "I believe the real question, Claude, is, why don't you have an air horn?" she asked, arching an eyebrow. No wild animals were going to eat her tonight.
Thankfully she had an extra air horn she supposed she could give to Claude if he wanted it. After all, he'd probably be jealous after she gave him an explanation for hers, and by chance he may not desire to end up in the stomach of a wild animal by sunrise. "I have an extra if you want it." she added casually with a small shrug, glancing over at her giant garbage bag.
As he requested she keep quiet about whatever his plan was, Melanie nodded her head, eager to know what the plan was, miming zipping her lips and throwing away the key. Meh, she'd need to find that later She could keep a secret... most of the time.
But then he explained.
Pudding fight.
...Pudding fight.
....HE WANTED TO HAVE A PUUUDDING FIGHT?!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, WHOA. Melanie's lip zipper immediately disappeared. "You wanna get rid of innocent little pudding cups?" she asked, her mouth dropping open, crestfallen. "Even the chocolate ones? Y-You're going to put pudding it the balloons?" Melanie asked, her voice squeaking a little as she pointed to the balloon in his hand. "P-Pudding Killer." she accused, sidling around to stand protectively in front of her garbage bag, with a frown fixed on her face.
At least he still believed her name was Millicent though, and she still had her secret identity. That was a plus....
OhMyDorthy'sRubyRedSlippers!
Hold that thought, now Shana wanted to take that away! Melanie quickly turned around, to give her a 'look' considering putting a hand over her mouth... but figuring that if she did she'd probably lose a finger. "Because- because, My name is actually ummm...I'm really..emm..." she stuttered out looking around wildly, for some inspiration to help her lie to keep her secret identity after Shana's outburst. "Ummmm..."
"PUDDING! Let's talk about pudding some more!!" she blurted out, biting her lip slightly. "I won't be getting it on anyone's sleeping bag because, there won't be a pudding fight." she informed them both, crossing her arms in a dignified manner, smirking slightly at the fact that the Claude: 'Dont.Even.Think.About.It.Landers' (Apparently that was Claude's last name...) with was clearly a look that suggested an early grave and the words directed at her were 'And don't get any on my sleeping bag.' with a smile.
Haha, she pitied the boy. But she was more amused.
Shana was toterly lost,being Shana she did the stupid thing and didn't think that they'd both made up names.So.No-one answered my question,Whys Clark calling you Millicent,Mel ? Annd Whys Mel calling you Claude ? she rolled her eyes and shrugged,odd,odd people.
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Still in hiding, she rolled her eyes. He always said that! Know wot I mean? No, Garret Crocker, we don't know what you mean unless you fully finish expressing your thoughts. Sigh. Men. "I don't. You're being ridiculous," she huffed, upturning her nose.
Ha! As if! Perfume was far too expensive to be used in such ridiculous quantities--maybe she just needed to change brands. Preoccupied, she tried to discreetly smell herself.
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Copernicus FINALLY made it down to the camp out (ew, bugs and dirt). He stared at the log for a while, considering whether or not it was sanitary to sit on. It wasn't.
With a dramatic sigh, Cope took a seat and glanced down the log toward Crocker and Hopton. Erm. Where were people that actually liked him?
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Sitting up, Daphne was still busy pretending, by all means to be highly offended by Garret Crocker's inconsiderate remark. She did not bathe in perfume. In her desperate urge to ignore the heat on her neck and cheeks, her honey eyes found Copernicus Kettleburn.
Sitting on a log, looking incredibly uncomfortable. Well, that suited him just fine. However, Kettleburn was a good fellow to get on her side in this argument. Right? "Kettleburn!" she called out as she whipped her wand to zap at three fireflies simultaneously.
Die. Die. Die you flying little bright pests from Hades!
"Kettleburn, quit being so anti-social and come here. I need to ask you something."
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Hmm. This was a first, but Cope wasn't one to look askew at a gesture of friendship. He slid down the log and grinned at Daphne hopefully. Maybe she hated him LESS? Maybe Cela told him nice things about him that out weighed whatever bad she'd thought before? MAYBE?
"Good evening, Daphne Hopton. Garret Crocker. What was it you wanted to ask?"
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Oh, look at him! Daphne grinned as innocently as possible at him from her seated position. He thought she was trying to be friends with him. How very precious. Just for his remarkable undying hope, Daphne crinkled her nose at him. She'd be nice for the time being. Miss Hopton needed his opinion and Celandine liked him. Enough to--the thought alone made her blush so she shook her head and AVOIDED thinking about THAT altogether.
WOW WEE. Those thoughts should never be brought up again unless Cela did it and it was still mortifying. "I won't beat around the bush." Heh. Bush. They were outside and there were bushes on the outside, right? Oh, she made a funny! "Do you think I bathe in my perfume? Do I smell bad? Hmm? Do I?"
And as if to provoke him to answer her faster, Daphne turned her head slightly and waved at her neck. Maybe he could smell her from afar.
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OH. Ahem. Copernicus gave her a wide-eyed look before giving a delicate sniff. What was this? She wanted to know if her perfume smelled too strongly? She was asking him to... to SMELL HER?
Cope actually didn't smell anything. Nothing bad, nothing good. Just turned earth and campfire and the lake. He leaned in, his nose almost at her neck. SNIFF.
"Um. No, you smell very nice, but not overwhelming."
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Daphne pretended Copernicus Kettleburn wasn't sniffing her neck. The effort made her rigid so she just sat there, frozen, and staring at the fire in the distance before pointing at Garret's face in victory. "See? That's what happens when you talk too much, Crocker!"
With all her might, she held back the urge to place her thumb on her nose, stick out her tongue and wiggle her fingers. Cringing at a crawling..whatever it was, Daphne pointed her wand at it and ZAPPED! By the time she was done, Daphne was positive she would have rid Hogwarts of its bug problem.
"Thank you," she finally half-whispered to Kettleburn a most smug grin on her face. TEEHEE. "These boys at Hogwarts, they don't know how to appreciate anything."
Like that Jack Fritzera. Reese Upstead? REESE. UPSTEAD? Honestly. Taking hold of a box of beans from Garret's possession she held it out to Copernicus as a peace offering to complete their temporary alliance. "Beans?"
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"Well, they do say boys develop more slowly than girls, right? So maybe it isn't that we're hopeless, but just that we haven't quite figured out how to handle so much..." Hormone-crazed insanity? Girls who kissed and ran away? Girls who didn't run and ruined you for other girls?
"So much feminine perfection." He grinned and cupped his hands for the beans. "You know those goofy questions they ask in magazines? Like... if you were a flavor of bean, what would you be? Do you ever think of an answer?" He was trying REALLY hard.
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Merlin, help her.
She was not going to laugh in Copernicus Kettleburn's face! She would not! So help her Gods of Divination and Cleanliness! Coughing behind her hand, Daphne attempted to cover up her slip-up. Woo. WOO WEE. He was hilarious. "I think we read different kinds of magazines, Kettleburn," muttered Daphne through her tittering.
Blast it! She couldn't control it! Wheezing slightly, she patted her chest. Calm. CALM! Alliances must not be broken! At least not yet. "But I'd probably be something like almond toffee..."
Right? If only because she loooooved the taste of almonds. "What would you be?" Oh, that was a good question! "You feel like a--something gray." A gray bean. Pepper? Ash?
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Gray? Ugh. That was... bad, right? Dismal and boring. Nice to know exactly what one Daphne Hopton was really thinking. It had been going well too, or so he thought. She'd sort of smiled, and seemed amused by his attempts at light-hearted banter.
He pretended to consider all his options as he ate a few of the beans. Brussel sprouts? Ugh. "I think apple flavored, maybe. It's hard to say. What do you suppose Crocker would say your flavor was? That's easier." Crisp, simple, not too sweet. But not... gray.
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Daphne shook the box of beans in amusement. HMM. What had just happened to Copernicus Kettleburn's face? It went from incredibly giddy to...oh, that little crushed puppy kind of look. Oh, Merlin. Had she done it again? She'd said something. She did! Just like Kettleburn to be like his stepbrother. Why were they so sensitive?
Men.
"Ah-pul," drawled out Daphne, with a blank gaze. Copernicus an apple? Well, perhaps it made more sense to Cela than it did to her. "Very, well, Apple you are." What would Garret say she was?
"Something, prissy and sour," she remarked bitterly out of the corner of her mouth, throwing a scathing look at Garret (who was picking his nose! gross). "Pickled limes or something."
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"Oh, I doubt that. Crocker is your friend and chooses to spend time in your company. He wouldn't think you were something so... unsavory. And if we were discussing someone like Plymouth, well... I think he'd say you were something sweet and complicated. Tiramisu, only I doubt he's ever had tiramisu."
Cope kicked his heels against the log before giving her a tentative smile. "I say you're tirasmisu too. Layers, you know?"
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Daphne failed to point out that the person they were talking about was behind them, still digging for gold, lovely. Blushing at his tiramisu comparison, Daphne tried to wave it all away with a chuckle and a wiggle of her fingers. "This feels a little awkward," she admitted holding out her arms before her, testing her nervous level.
Only a little shaking. Heh. "But I want to be a little less tiramisu and more--" More what? Not so complicated and a hassle and stiff? "Gelatin!"
That sounded a whole lot better in her head.
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"Oh, like..." Cope shook all over like a bowl full of jelly. "You want to be jiggly?" He laughed at that before realizing he was sitting with Daphne Hopton (who hated him) and acting like a fool (which he was).
Cope's smile dimmed just slightly and he focused on the fire. "So you're gelatin. Tell me something... what do you find so heinous about me?"
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...She would not laugh. She would not. Nodding at him seriously, Daphne cleared her throat. "In a sense, yes, but not literally," corrected the blond with a signature crinkle of her nose. Who wanted to be jiggly all over? Who? Besides, perhaps, Copernicus Kettleburn who had seemed to enjoy his jiggling moment.
Then, the One Million Galleon Question. "Ah," stammered Daphne raising her brows at the fire. "That's...it's complicated." Scratching her neck nervously, Miss Hopton tried to find a nice and cordial way of putting it. "I don't...like the way...Celandine is around you."
Sure, it was a selfish reason but it was the truth. He made it feel like Celandine was growing faster than she was and in turn, leaving her behind. To tell Copernicus Kettleburn, though, was proving entirely difficult so she just sat there, avoiding eye contact and punishing the grass for all of her teenage angst.
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"That is a problem," Copernicus nodded, steepling his fingers beneath his chin. He thought about Cela, especially how she was when she was with him. "I'm not sure we can find common ground on this, except that we both care about her and want the best for her."
Cope pressed his hands flat on the log and stared hard at the leaping flames. "I like how she is when she's with me. She's happy. She feels loved and appreciated. I treat her like a young woman, and not like a little girl the way her family does. Are those bad things?"
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"No," mumbled Daphne in defeat, taking it out on the grass some more. She was doing Hogwarts another service. Getting rid of their weeds. "It's just sometimes I don't even know how to relate to her anymore. So I..." There was no way she was going to admit she was scared to Copernicus Kettleburn. Frowning disapprovingly at him, she decided to end their alliance then and there. Trickster, this one. Lulling her into a false sense of security then bombarding her with questions.
Beans! Ha! "Just don't take her too far away from me, okay?"
And then, she brooded, Stupid boys and their stupid....whatever. Stupid boys! Then roughly, she took his hands and poured beans on his hands. "Have some more beans!" Don't choke.
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"I'm not taking her anywhere," he gave her a sideways look before tossing one bean in the air. His attempt to catch it... failure. It bounced off his nose and rolled toward the fire. Sheepishly, he stuck one in his mouth.
Mmm. Peppermint.
"I can't choose her friends, but if I could, I would choose someone like you. The other girls she spends time with are... boy crazy. You're rational and level-headed. I think the two of you are good for each other, right?" He stared at his knees.
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Her suspicion still not fully evaporated, Daphne observed Kettleburn speculatively. Smart, he may be, but his hand to eye coordination wasn't worth a knut. Laughing slightly, Daphne rubbed at the back of her neck. So? She didn't like boys now?
Sigh. "I guess?" she repeated not wanting to blow up at Cope, not when he seemed to be trying so hard. "But Cela knows what she's doing most of the time," defended Daphne waving one hand. "If not all the time. She's super smart and she always, or well, usually thinks of the consequences before doing something."
But Daphne was sure Kettleburn knew this. "She's a lot of fun," she admitted and frowned at Cope's knees. What was he looking for. "I just tag along. What's wrong with your knees? Bugs bite you?" finished Daphne in an urgent whisper and waved her wand.
Where? Where? She'd get it!
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"She's really smart and really fun," Cope agreed with a little misty look and a sigh. UGH. He was crazy over the girl, obviously. Crazy. "I sort of just tag along too, to be honest. I can't keep up, and I know I'm sort of boring sometimes. I suppose we're alike in being the sensible one who gets a lot of benefit from being with someone like Cela."
He peeked at Daphne. "Uh. I saw one there. A spider." He pointed at the ground.
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Whatever Copernicus had just said, Daphne blocked it out of her mind at the mention of a spider. Giving a loud yelp, she aimed at where he pointed, trusting his judgment and without further ado...
Pretty much blew part of the ground sky high, sprinkling herself, Cope and possibly Garret with bits of grass and soil.
"....did I get it?" Inquired Daphne looking for dismembered spider legs.
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"You got a whole lot of things, actually," Cope whispered, inching back from her wand point. "That is a very fast draw, Daphne Hopton. Frightening really. We should duel sometime. I think you'll give me a run for my money."
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"Sorry," whispered Daphne raising one hand with a wrinkled nose and wiggling her fingers at Copernicus in an apology. "I just really don't like bugs." As if to prove her honesty, she began dusting off dirt and grass from Cope's hair and shoulders. "Actually, I'm not very good at dueling. I'm afraid of confrontations," she confessed again in that urgent whisper she had used to apologize as if frightened anyone would overhear her. "I don't do very well with violence."
Right. Right? "Well, sometimes it calls for it but--I honestly...Well, only if you want to."
Why was she rambling?
Garret turned to Daphne and Cope finally when he felt the dirt and grass suddenly shower him in the midst of his concentration. He wiped his finger off on a neighbour's blanket and then proceeded to Scourgify said appendage before scooting over onto Daphne's neat little blanket mat with a grin, "Hey, Cope," he said, shoving a chocolate frog at him, "See if you get Circe, I've been looking for that flightly minx."
So he had just completely ignored whatever they were saying. Even though he'd heard his name mentioned... and Cope asking what he thought Daphne's flavour was... but that had only made him more determined to ignore the conversation because... well... he didn't want to think about what Daphne would taste like, for Merlin's sake! Probably like old person cream and other boring... proper type things.
If that was so, and if Garret really did think that... why on earth were his ears burning so furiously?!
Sarah nodded at Luke's comment. "Yeah it is kinda nice.Sometimes I can spend hours just looking up." Her eyes followed his gesture around the grounds.There did seem to be so many people enjoying themselves,and here she was all miserable and solemn.Great Sarah,way to bring down the mood of the camp.
She smiled when he took one of the biscuits,and told her what is name was.Just about to answer his question as to what they were,Sarah heard a cough from behind her.Turning her head she saw her best friend and her face lit up immediately.
"Mariel!!!" she exclaimed,turning round fully to give her friend a hug. "It does seem like ages,being back in the Huffie dorm feels strange now," she laughed.Laughter,something she hadn't done in the last few days.All her friends had seemed to desert her,and Ryder was nowhere to be found.Now,though,she was happy that at least one familiar face was with her.Sarah shook her head in response to Mariel's comment. "No I can't,this term has gone so quick.Maybe because it was so eventful," she smiled,rolling her eyes.Who could forget the Merpeople trying to take over,stunning grindylows to protect the Headmasters office,and rescuing a princess from an under-lake cave? Sarah certainly had done alot this term,more than the last.In a way she was glad it was coming to an end,but she would also miss her friends more. "What do you want to do this summer?" she asked,smiling once more,and offering Mariel a biscuit like she had Luke. "I was thinking of asking Wesley to stay with me.She seemed a bit down the other day when I spoke to her,she thinks we're going to abandon her now we're getting older." Sarah sighed,thinking about her first year friend.Such a sweet girl,and there is no way she would ever leave her on her own.
Suddenly remembering that Luke was now sitting there with no-one to talk to,Sarah spun round to face him. "Luke! I'm so sorry for ignoring you.Here,let me introduce you to my best friend.Mariel this is Luke,Luke this is Mariel.Oh to answer your question.....they're called s'mores," she smiled,pointing at the biscuit in his hand. "Melted marshmellows on top of a biscuit.Nice huh?"
Her teasing demeanor faded somewhat, though, as Cayden spoke to her again. Swallowing a bite of her cauldron cake nervously, her green eyes went back to him. "Um, privately? What about?," she asked, before cringing as she realized how dumb that sounded. Obviously, if he wanted to speak with her privately, he didn't want others to know what it was about. But she shot a glance at Robert before standing up, working her way out from his arms. "May as well take care of whatever now, I guess," she said, not really entirely sure she wanted to hear what he had to say, considering they didn't exactly have the best track record when it came to conversations. "I mean, before Mr. Masterson expects us to settle in for the night or whatever," she continued to explain, looking at him as he stuck his hands in his pockets. At least he looked kind of uncomfortable too.
With a glance at Mari, she turned to look down at Robert still sitting on her sleeping bag. "I'll be back in a little bit," she told him, trying to reassure herself that everything was going to be fine. What could Cayden want to talk to her about? She didn't really have any idea, unless it had anything to do with her conversations with Mari since she'd told her about Robert.
He smiled at Liz as she started to panic as though he was going to eat her along the way for a snack."I would appreciate it." he told her as she talked about doing it before it was too later. Sooner than later.He nodded at Mari as he gave her a smile and then started to walk with mari. They were far enough distance that normal people wouldnt be able to hear."Thank you for walking with me, but you can relax. I'm not going to do anything."He assured her as he smiled."Or I could make you relax. Which ever you prefer."
He had stopped as he had put his hands in his pockets." I just wanted to apologize for earlier in the year. It was a little rocky as you know, but its not an excuse. I'm sorry I upset you that day. You cant blame me for wanting to protect her. She's been through quite a few people who have been bad to her. I didnt want you to another disappointment for her." He paused for a second as he then added," She really likes you." It was true. He would say Liz and Asteira were the ones she loved the most when it came to her friends."I want us to be friends. I know we will never be close friends, but I want us to be in the same room without any panic. Robert and I will cause another Issue, but I'm afraid that it will only be solved when one of us is dead. For both of us. I would like us to get along though. Do you think is possible?" he asked her as he hoped it was. " I know I've done some things that were bad. I know..." he told her as he knew she had been told. " I regret doing it now, but it doesnt change that it happened. I wanted to thank you for helping her that day. You proved to be her friend...i wont protest your friendship any longer." he promised her as she had proved it to him.
From where he sat a little way away from the fire, nursing his stinging face, Jake watched the rest of the students and staff having fun, feeling a little resentful. Grrr.
That was when he noticed that one girl who'd headbutted in the common room one time. Hmmm, head injuries seemed to happen around her. It took a while before Jake realised he was watching her, like when you just drift off... become hypnotised by the world around you.
All that jazz.
Well, Jake needed a friend, his sister was nowhere near him and his favourite teachers were busy or Jake was steering clear of them. Nodding firmly to himself, Jake pushed himself up and wandered over to sit next to the girl he remembered to be Wesley (one doesn't necessarily forget an odd name as such in a hurry) and sat beside her, keeping the smarting side of his face out of her view... he was sure it was red right now.
Opening his mouth to say hi, Jake noticed that Wesley was watching Dani for guidance and immediately lost his voice, deciding to close his mouth and say nothing... just sit and wait for her to talk.
Intently staring at the fire, Welsey almost didn't notice Jake walk up to her. But hot pink hair was hard to miss.
Suddenly stiff, the Hufflepuff kept her eyes facing forward and tried to figure out why he was sitting by her. It wasn't that she didn't like him; it was just that being around him made her feel EXTREMELY nervous. Like she was going to give him a concussion. Accidentally. Maybe to ask for help on Arithmancy homework? Not that Wesley thought Jake didn't get it, just...he had seemed preoccupied during the last lesson. But he had so many other friends to ask for help. Although Wesley wasn't one hundred percent positive, she was pretty sure he had a few Ravenclaw buddies, which meant that if he needed homework help he'd probably turn to them. Maybe to tell me he hates me? Flinching, the tiny first year slightly shook her head, she had already covered this topic. She needed to move on. People who hate you don't share textbooks with you.
Eyebrows scrunched, Wesley tried to think harder. Get more creative. As her eyes searched the flames, they landed on her marshmallow, which was looking especially black. Was it supposed to look like that? Oh! The marshmallow! Of course, Jake wanted to learn how to make a S'more!
Ready to explain the process, now grinning broadly at him, Wesley opened her mouth-
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Dani giggled as she watched the other girl making s'mores. The girl would randomly glance her way, so she decided to walk over to where she was sitting. She watched as the girls marshmallow caught on fire. "Oi! Your marshmallow!" She pointed at it. "It's not supposed to catch on fire you left it too long." How could someone not know when to take a marshamallow out? It was common sense...
But was interrupted by another girl she had never met before.
What! On fire? Glancing at the marshmallow, Wesley couldn't quite tell since it was deep in the flames. "How can you tell?" she asked, worriedly.
Deciding to pull it out, Wesley discovered that the girl was right. IT WAS ON FIRE!!!!!
"WAHHHHHH!!!!" she screamed, waving the stick trying to extinguish the blackened marshmallow. What am I supposed to do?!"
"Help! Please!" she yelled, as the fire climbed up the stick towards her hand.
Um! Um! I need to do something! Didn't I- in DADA- Agua, agua something, oh, oh agua-
Practically jumping up and down, Wesley was frantically shaking her stick now.
agua, agua, agua-
"AGUAMENTI!!!" she exclaimed jubilantly, but as she did so, her marshmallow went flying off the stick, a fiery missile whizzing in the air.
Intently staring at the fire, Welsey almost didn't notice Jake walk up to her. But hot pink hair was hard to miss.
Suddenly stiff, the Hufflepuff kept her eyes facing forward and tried to figure out why he was sitting by her. It wasn't that she didn't like him; it was just that being around him made her feel EXTREMELY nervous. Like she was going to give him a concussion. Accidentally. Maybe to ask for help on Arithmancy homework? Not that Wesley thought Jake didn't get it, just...he had seemed preoccupied during the last lesson. But he had so many other friends to ask for help. Although Wesley wasn't one hundred percent positive, she was pretty sure he had a few Ravenclaw buddies, which meant that if he needed homework help he'd probably turn to them. Maybe to tell me he hates me? Flinching, the tiny first year slightly shook her head, she had already covered this topic. She needed to move on. People who hate you don't share textbooks with you.
Eyebrows scrunched, Wesley tried to think harder. Get more creative. As her eyes searched the flames, they landed on her marshmallow, which was looking especially black. Was it supposed to look like that? Oh! The marshmallow! Of course, Jake wanted to learn how to make a S'more!
Ready to explain the process, now grinning broadly at him, Wesley opened her mouth-
But was interrupted by another girl she had never met before.
What! On fire? Glancing at the marshmallow, Wesley couldn't quite tell since it was deep in the flames. "How can you tell?" she asked, worriedly.
Deciding to pull it out, Wesley discovered that the girl was right. IT WAS ON FIRE!!!!!
"WAHHHHHH!!!!" she screamed, waving the stick trying to extinguish the blackened marshmallow. What am I supposed to do?!"
"Help! Please!" she yelled, as the fire climbed up the stick towards her hand.
Um! Um! I need to do something! Didn't I- in DADA- Agua, agua something, oh, oh agua-
Practically jumping up and down, Wesley was frantically shaking her stick now.
agua, agua, agua-
"AGUAMENTI!!!" she exclaimed jubilantly, but as she did so, her marshmallow went flying off the stick, a fiery missile whizzing in the air.
Please don't let it hit somebody!
Staring at the marshmallow's progress on the stick, Jake felt firmly preoccupied with whatever it was he was doing, thinking, maybe? Anyway, he was preoccupied... he didn't even notice Dani talking to Wes... didn't even realise that he was staring straight at a hazardous sugary food snack...
... until it flew at him.
FLAMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING SUGARRRRRRRRRRR!
"Ack!" Jake exclaimed, yelping at the hot marshmallow flew for his face, his reflexes forcing his hands up for protection. At least the rushing air had extinguished most of the fire.
And so did his defending hand.
"Ouch," Jake muttered, feeling the HOT HOT HOT sticky mass cling to his hand.
Buut Buut..I like Tapping. she frowned.And just for the record,I'm frowning. she nodded quite firmly.Seeeeee! I knewww it! Thats why you keep bringing her upp cauuuse You looove her,You wanna kiiiisss her,You really looove her. she giggled immatureley.
"Guh. Go on then." Yes, he'd just given in to the wishes of the person who could possibly be his newest fake sibling. His smile soon began to grow, and then he gave a quick bark of laughter as she told him about her facial expressions. The smile, however, dropped as soon as she began on about him and one certain fifth year Slytherin girl. "I reeeaaallllyyy don't!" He moaned back at her, echoing her tone, and unfortunately, he didn't really know her that well, so he couldn't tease her about anyone...
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Kevin sighed cause the girl was taking forever to make her mind up about something so he dug into his bag and pulled out a quill and a notebook and started to note down animals he would like to become when he learnt how to be an animagus