SPOILER!!: Adi

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

One half of the task was done!

Now all Adi and Benny had to do was to switch around the listing of former Professors and Heads. Arms still stuck out, the Hufflepuff cheered for his friend. "Well done, Dragon! Your turn with the Professors but let me just get my list for the Heads out of the way.'' Yes, he would try to list the ones Benny hadn't.

"Phineas Black, Severus Snape, Reynard Bontecou, Dolores Umbridge and Walter Aragon.'' Annnd back to you, bestie!

Whoops...he had forgotten they both had to do the five persons for each group. No biggy...just a minor set-back. Benny listened as Adi gave his own list of former headmasters, absently nodding at the ones that he vaguely remembered for somewhere or another. The Gryffindor shifting in place as they continued to stand there, trying his best not to jostle Adi too much.

Soon enough it was back to him and having to try and pick five history of magic professors that hadn't been already mentioned by his bestie was a challenge. "Nessarose Glendower," the most recent loss. "Gemma Cerulean, Lars Svensson and Imogen Welton." That was only four. Think Atreyu think. "And Professor Binns." Who could forget the professor who died on the job and still continued to teach?

Now were they ready?

"Ooooooh that's a good idea!" Why hadn't she thought of that? Norah would tell herself that she could contribute something to this partnership later, but she wouldn't even believe that herself considering that she hadn't exactly been spending all her time memorizing names of old headmasters. There was Truebridge, obviously, and Dumbledore and that Dippet guy, but she was lost on the rest. Wasn't there some guy whose names sounded like Phoenix? Phoenix Ni-something. Except it wasn't Phoenix, it was something else. Sigh. What a life.

She slipped her shoes off her feet, suddenly regretting the fact that she'd neglected to match her socks today, and climbed onto the desk so she'd be tall enough to climb onto Tia's shoulders. "Here I go!" She gingerly reached out one foot and winced slightly as she put pressure on the Ravenclaw's shoulder. "You okay?" She couldn't just hurt Tia, it'd be a disaster. Norah put her other foot on the other shoulder and crouched down, not sure she could stand up without falling right over. "Er..."

Oh! Paulina only listed 4 headmasters/headmistresses!"Paulina,there is one more headmistress you can add, put Professor Minerva McGonagall, she was brilliant during her time in Hogwarts,,"Henric eagerly added. He thought Paulina did great naming all of the HOM professors and all the heads of the school.She really did read deeply into Hogwarts history and he was impressed! Uh oh,now it was his turn now. HOM...lets seee..."There are Tiberius Dursley, Braith McCormack, Lord Berty Borr, Imogen Welton...Keredwell something...oh Keredwell Noire!" Did he get it all right?

"We're done! Can you reach for the candy basket Paulina?"Henric asked,trying to stand on his tip-toes but ...failed.

Standing himself on a chair, Rooney placed a foot on the shoulder of the Head Boy and reached for the hands being offered to him. Once he had them securely, he placed his other foot on the other shoulder and made sure he was stable enough to last the feat of Zander standing up. "I wouldn't be able to carry you." And his fat head. "You're a lot bigger than me." And had a fatter head. "And I'm very small." And Zander's fat head was more than half of his entire body mass.

Why wasn't the Head Boy standing up right now? Did he realise that they were already miles and miles behind the rest of their class?

Rooney had names to list and sweets to get.

And Zander had some tracks to be making.

And a head to deflate.

Which would happen extremely quickly if they failed at this.

Oh Merlin, oh merlin.

Well it was a really good thing Zander had been working out. Y'know, before it was just to impress Sophie... But now it really came to good use. Speaking of which, Soph would be alright carrying Ava around... Right? He was sort of worried about the pair of them. Sophie was fast... But she wasn't all that strong. Er. The more he thought about it, the more he realized how insane this activity was.

But never mind that, he had Rooney feet stepping onto his shoulders. Okay. Yeah. He should've mentioned something about the shoes. "Thank Merlin, for that." The being small bit. Made this loads easier. And okay uhh... This wasn't so bad.

With Rooney on top of his shoulders, the Gryffindor slowly stood all the way up. "Woaaaaah," he could feel the wobbliness. This was not stable. Sweet Merlin.

"You alright up there?" Y'know just checking before he started to take some steps and all. Didn't need to screw everything up right away. That'd be very, VERY bad.

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Well, at least they’d started off things without her having to do anything. Frankie had some logic in that blonde head of his, anyway, and they were pretty much stuck working together. Everyone else seemed like they’d gotten partners, and for once she was pretty certain there wasn’t the option of pairing up with the professor. She was still pretty tiny, but she didn’t think the grey Lady could hold her up. Or stand on her shoulders for that matter. That meant they had to at least get along for however long was left in the lesson. However long they had to accomplish the activity, and even she was curious if there was anything good in those candy bags. She wouldn’t find out until they’d gotten them, though, and that meant starting.

There might have been a slight look at the ridiculous idea that she could hold him on her shoulders. Even if she was inclined to do the work, he still had several inches on her and most likely weight as well. “I’ll climb on your shoulders,” she replied. There. That was decided. No crazy other options, or at least that’s what she thought until he’d spoken again. “Do I?” Did it look like she knew a ton of former History professors and headmasters?

She tried to think if she knew of any from when her sister was at Hogwarts. Of course, they’d had a few headmasters, or headmistresses, since even she’d been there. But that didn’t necessarily mean she’d memorized their names. “Do you think the current ones count?,” she asked, climbing onto his shoulders carefully. Especially since she thought they were supposed to stand. All the stuff about standing tall as giants and that. She just hoped he didn’t get any funny ideas while she was up there.

'Do I?'

Frankie gave Brooklyn a look. Uhh ... DUH! Did she honestly expect him to know these people? He was an expert on giants and other things that actually mattered, not former professors or headmasters. So it was only expected that she pick up the slack today. Especially since he was the one doing all of the hard physical labour.

"Then you do the former history professors. I only know of Glendower." Because having to put on costumes and 'act' out history during her lessons was still ever-present in his mind, even though he remembered very little about the subject-matter. Plus he didn't spend his free time thinking about old professors. But he did have confidence that he could easily fake headmaster names.

He simply shook his head when the redhead asked if current professors counted as she climbed into his shoulders. The blond was sure they didn't, since he knew that former meant no longer there or dead. So there would be no shouting the ghost lady professor or Bostros' names. For once Frankie liked where Brooklyn was going with that; it would have been two less people to try to name.

Faces were made when the Slytherin got up on his shoulders. The Gryffindor did his best to not grunt or make rude comments about how a certain someone must've ate one too many pumpkin pasties. He was a little too focused on getting candy for that. "Doing alright up there, Brookie?" he asked as he made the first step toward a candy basket. And was she was ready to rattle off some history professors? He was more than prepared to drop her if she didn't. Just saying.

Hugo wondered why were they supposed to stand up still on someone else's shoulder. Wasn't that dangerous?

He tilted his head to one side. "Are you sure you want me to be on top of your shoulders?" though Dot looked confident about it but he was a boy and supposedly more heavy so, yeah. "You climb onto my shoulders" much better. Now, the professors and headmasters. "I do. Kind of" he shrugged.

"Come on, let's get those baskets down" he wanted the candy.

Was he alright up here? Rooney fought off a laugh and smiled instead. "Yeah, m'fine. Maybe take a few bigger steps? Shuffling isn't getting us anywhere." And shuffling was only jolting Rooney side to side and front to back -- at this rate, the second year was going to end up crushed on the floor in front of the Head Boy. But he bet that he wasn't even paying enough attention to the twelve year old on his shoulders as he'd seen him taking a peek at Miss Sophie Brown.

If he'd wanted to look at her so badly then he should have moved quicker and asked her first.

Head Buttface.

"Onwards, noble steed!" And by that.. he meant MOVE. RIGHT. NOW.

"Just wanted to make sure," Y'know, so the kid didn't fall onto his face. Zander was taking precautions here, okay? 'Cause as much as he wanted to Gryffindor this whole race to the end, he figured another death wouldn't toll well with his conscience. Gregoire was enough, thank you very much.

But apparently that's what Rooney wanted so... "...If you say so," big steps it was then. Also... Noble steed? Who even was this kid?

Anyways, moving on then. Quite figuratively AND literally because Zander was gunning it. And by that, well, he was just taking some big steps, okay? Hopefully the second year would say something if he felt off balance 'cause if not, they'd both go tumbling down. All this carrying sure made a kid hungry, they NEEDED those candies. It was decided. They did have some chocolate frogs in 'em, right?

Ahem. Totally paying attention to keeping Rooney steady though. Yeaaaaah. Not thinking about everything else in the world. Nope totally focused. That's Zander Adair. Always 100% focused. Never-- What was he talking about here? Um.

Janelle was standing on Benzi's shoulders and she felt pretty steady. He hadn't taken a step yet though and that could make all the difference in the world. When her partner offered his hands for her to grab, Janelle bent her knees slightly and reached for them. In this postion, she was more like a half-giant than a true giant, but maybe they could make it work. She would just have to straighten up to reach the candy bag when the time came. Janelle locked fingers with the Prefect, as he began to walk.

When Benzi suggested that Janelle start naming names, she became a little worried. She knew some Headmasters, but the History of Magic professors were another story. Moving along nicely, they approached the first candy bag. Janelle began to recite the names she knew. "OK, I'll start with the Headmasters. Anastasia Truebridge, Albus Dumbledore, Severus Snape, Minerva McGonagall and Phineas Nigellus Black. There. Now it's your turn." Janelle was dreading the thought of naming History of Magic professors. Hopefully she could remember some of the information she'd read.

Phillip KNEW she couldn't say no to this face.

"Excellent!" he said, the beam staying in place, "I hope you know a lot about the history of Hogwarts." He wasn't going to let on that he hardly knew much about the history of the school. Had he read textbooks over the summer? No! Not when there were trees to climb and sisters to annoy.

"Yeah! We're going to WIN this." Was this a competition? No? Well, he was going to MAKE it into one. Just because it was more fun that way. "Do you think you can bend down so that I can stand on your shoulders?" Sweet smile for you, lady.

And how OLD was she? She didn't look like she was much older than him. In fact, the boy wouldn't be surprised if she was in his year or the year above. And if THAT was the case and she didn't know much..........

................ uh, he'll think about that when they reached that bump in the road.

Hugo was a good sport, but Dot didn't feel very safe as she balanced carefully on his shoulders. Maybe if she was seated, or holding onto the ceiling or something. Anything other than riding a classmate across the room, actually.

Once in place, though, she gave the top of his head a tap. "Go get 'em, Hugo. The faster we get there and let me grab those bags, the better. Or faster, but... not too fast. I don't exactly feel steady at the moment." She held on for dear life as they started moving around, trying not to pull his hair or kick him in the ear.

"I know a few. I think we'll be fine once we get there."

Yes, Brooklyn saw that look. She just chose to ignore it, since she didn’t particularly care what Frankie’s reaction to her two word question was. The only thing she knew for sure was that they were either going to have to make up a lot of names or fail. She wasn’t knowledgeable about a ton of former professors or headmasters. There was always the idea of copying what others were saying, though. She’d noted that Adi and Benny had already started going for the candy, after all, and a few other pairs. There weren’t any rules against copying that she was aware of, plus if anyone asked, she’d just use her family members as her excuse. Several of the names had sounded familiar anyway. She’d just have to remember them.

“Fine then,” she replied, as he’d tried to make a deal. It was his loss if they each had to list off both, although she wasn’t positive at all she could get five names of professor along with five heads. It’d be a lot easier to just do one or another, even if that still wouldn’t be easy. Considering she only knew of Professor Glendower for sure too. This activity seemed an awful lot like it was catered toward the older students.

She hadn’t really expected a favorable answer to her other question either. It had just been hope, but not even a lot of that either. Right now, she was more focused on making sure that she didn’t get dropped. At least ballet helped with that. She could balance pretty well, and she was already planning on blaming it on him if she hit the floor. He should be trying to make sure that he didn’t drop her anyhow.

Oh, and maybe he actually was. She’d glanced down as she heard his question, choosing to ignore the name again. She wasn’t letting him intentionally annoy her. “Course.” She was perfect. That shouldn’t have been a question at all. Except, the candy basket was coming awfully close…

“Nessarose Glendower, Gemma Cerulean, Professor Binns, Tiberius Dursley, Anjelica Lainey.” There. Five professors. Now it was back to him.

When the pair were moving, Rooney found a comfier position just a little shift forward so that the arch of his feet were perfectly arranged over Zander's shoulders. He held on tightly to the other guys hands, making sure that he didn't take a hand away when sweat built up on his palms. He was holding hands with the Head Boy and sweating on him. He was holding hands with the Head Girl's boyfriend and sweating on him. The quickened pace helped them exceedingly and they soon reached the area the baskets of goodies were in and Roo looked down at Zander.

"You name yours first?" That way, he could at least look like he got his two lists done first before the 12 year old and Rooney could just name any that he hadn't.

Or whatever.

If Head Buttface didn't go first, Rooney was going to name all of the most obvious ones so that he couldn't. Heh.

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Yes, Brooklyn saw that look. She just chose to ignore it, since she didn’t particularly care what Frankie’s reaction to her two word question was. The only thing she knew for sure was that they were either going to have to make up a lot of names or fail. She wasn’t knowledgeable about a ton of former professors or headmasters. There was always the idea of copying what others were saying, though. She’d noted that Adi and Benny had already started going for the candy, after all, and a few other pairs. There weren’t any rules against copying that she was aware of, plus if anyone asked, she’d just use her family members as her excuse. Several of the names had sounded familiar anyway. She’d just have to remember them.

“Fine then,” she replied, as he’d tried to make a deal. It was his loss if they each had to list off both, although she wasn’t positive at all she could get five names of professor along with five heads. It’d be a lot easier to just do one or another, even if that still wouldn’t be easy. Considering she only knew of Professor Glendower for sure too. This activity seemed an awful lot like it was catered toward the older students.

She hadn’t really expected a favorable answer to her other question either. It had just been hope, but not even a lot of that either. Right now, she was more focused on making sure that she didn’t get dropped. At least ballet helped with that. She could balance pretty well, and she was already planning on blaming it on him if she hit the floor. He should be trying to make sure that he didn’t drop her anyhow.

Oh, and maybe he actually was. She’d glanced down as she heard his question, choosing to ignore the name again. She wasn’t letting him intentionally annoy her. “Course.” She was perfect. That shouldn’t have been a question at all. Except, the candy basket was coming awfully close…

“Nessarose Glendower, Gemma Cerulean, Professor Binns, Tiberius Dursley, Anjelica Lainey.” There. Five professors. Now it was back to him.

At first Frankie stepped slowly and cautiously, allowing himself time to adjust to the additional weight of an entire person on his shoulders. It was a little wobbly at first, but he managed to get the hang of it pretty quickly. Brooklyn was doing a good job of maintaining her balance on his shoulders, but naturally he was going to take all of the credit for getting across the room all giant-like.

Getting to their first basket was fairly simple, though his shoulders weren't liking the added baggage anymore. But he was not going to give up! Until that candy was in his very own hands, he was going to play along and be a good student. He was even keeping his comments about how this activity really wasn't helping him personally understand what being like a giant was all about. Brooklyn was definitely getting the full experience, but she wasn't grunting like a giant. Sigh. Such a waste of a perfect opportunity.

Frankie, after positioning them right next to the basket, then heard the Slytherin name off five former History of Magic professors. Glendower was of course mentioned, but the other names were foreign to him. He couldn't help but snort, quite certain that his partner only copied some of the names they overheard along the way. But he knew that he was going to end up doing the same thing when it was his turn to name former history professors when the get to their second basket. Needless to say, he wasn't looking forward to doing that at all.

"Smooth," he said before it was his turn to start naming some former Headmasters so they could get their first basket. "Alright. So ... Truebridge left recently. So there's one. ... And my parents were here when Rae-Branxton ran the place. ... Then there's the super oldies, like Dumbledore and Snape and McGonagall."

Tada! Basket one was theirs for the taking. Time to move on to basket number two...

Oops.

Paulina had no idea that she had missed a Head. "Minerva McGonagall!" she quickly added the same time that Henric had said it. Now she was done listing off everyone and that was pretty impressive since she hadn't gone to Hogwarts until now. Thank Merlin for Hogwarts, A History is all she could say.

She waited as Henric listed the other five Professors and they were done! "Awesome job, partner." Of course they weren't done yet, but that had been the more tricky part. Now they just needed to get the candy down... "I think I can do this." It was a bit of a struggle but since she was taller now - like a giant - she managed in the end. "Awesome, I got the bags!"

Now to make it back the other way. "I take it you don't want to switch?" Apparently she was very light and she wasn't sure she could carry him. Just asking to be polite.

Merlin. Rooney's hands were sweaty. And sweaty in result. But boy could the Ravenclaw hold a grip. Zander didn't complain though 'cause as long as nobody fell, things could've been worse... He supposed.

Anyways THANK MERLIN! They had made it over to the end of the line rather quickly and now it was time for the real hard part. Erm.

Zander Adair was thankful as anything when Rooney asked that he went first. PHEW. Didn't want to admit it out loud or anything, but the Head Boy hadn't shown up to class with all of these facts memorized. Er. "Yeah, right... Sure."

Zander took a moment to think before, AHA! "Truebridge," she was former. Truly she counted. Um. And this is the moment in his life where he had to praise Merlin for that chocolate card collection of his. The only reason he knew how to add more names to the list. THANK MERLIN FOR CHOCOLATE. Speaking of which, it's a good thing that Toddles had returned all his cards because there were some headmasters in those. Heh.

"Dumbledore," he continued, now thinking very hard about his card collection. "Er.... Dippet?" He had four of those ones. There were more on the frog cards. He was sure. Thinking as hard as he could now... Erm.... Uhhhh... "Scamander?" How many was that?... Four. He needed one more. Of course.

UM. History. He had read Neville's biography on account of Flamsteed. There must've been something mentioned in there. The bloke had to fight off evil in his last year... There were a whole bunch of chapters on that. He was at Hogwarts... But Harry Potter wasn't... So he had to handle everything on his own.... To fight against... "Snape?" That sounded about right. Or something.

But as for the former History of Magic Professors, he only knew three. The three that he had whilst at Hogwarts. Er. "For the history Professors... Glendower... McCormack.... and Dursley..... And erm.... That's all I've got." What? No one told him he had to come prepared with this stuff for class.

Did that mean they were going to fail the activity?

So far so good. And as far as Brooklyn could tell, she didn’t need to pelt anyone with birds. It wasn’t as if she only had one in her pocket, and she wouldn’t have even needed to use magic to do so. But she’d much rather her partner behave, while she was still balanced on his shoulders anyhow. He could do whatever he wanted once she wasn’t around. He’d positioned her nearly perfectly to reach the first basket, and all she’d had left to do once she’d named off professors was wait. Wait to see if he could name headmasters. Well, that and glare down at the top of his perfect blonde head when she’d heard the snort coming from him. She’d just see if he could do better once it was his turn to name professors.

She’d made a soft sound as he’d complimented her, too, back to looking at the basket. Of course she’d done her part. He shouldn’t have doubted that, no matter how she did it. She was a Slytherin after all. She knew how to work her way around the rules, or how to get others to do most of the work for her. She’d reached up to grab a candy bag from the basket once he’d finished off his list, too.

Of course he’d had to name off the obvious ones. But then, they’d had at least a couple people choose to dress as Dumbledore for this lesson, along with at least one McGonagall. At least she thought so. Easy. But then it left her with the less obvious heads, once they’d made their way over to the second basket. She doubted the explanations for how they thought of their names really was important either. Show off.

She waited for him to stop moving before she started talking again, though. It gave her time to use his logic against him and think of if she remembered any other headmasters from when her family had been there. Ha. She had one. Of course, she’d heard others mention them too, but that didn’t matter. “Tate.”

But she needed four more, and that meant thought. And work, ew. “…Phineas Nigellus Black. Dilys Derwent…Armando Dippet and Dexter Fortescue.” That was four more. Which meant she was done, aside from collecting another bag of candy. She needed him to list five more professors before that could happen though.

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So far so good. And as far as Brooklyn could tell, she didn’t need to pelt anyone with birds. It wasn’t as if she only had one in her pocket, and she wouldn’t have even needed to use magic to do so. But she’d much rather her partner behave, while she was still balanced on his shoulders anyhow. He could do whatever he wanted once she wasn’t around. He’d positioned her nearly perfectly to reach the first basket, and all she’d had left to do once she’d named off professors was wait. Wait to see if he could name headmasters. Well, that and glare down at the top of his perfect blonde head when she’d heard the snort coming from him. She’d just see if he could do better once it was his turn to name professors.

She’d made a soft sound as he’d complimented her, too, back to looking at the basket. Of course she’d done her part. He shouldn’t have doubted that, no matter how she did it. She was a Slytherin after all. She knew how to work her way around the rules, or how to get others to do most of the work for her. She’d reached up to grab a candy bag from the basket once he’d finished off his list, too.

Of course he’d had to name off the obvious ones. But then, they’d had at least a couple people choose to dress as Dumbledore for this lesson, along with at least one McGonagall. At least she thought so. Easy. But then it left her with the less obvious heads, once they’d made their way over to the second basket. She doubted the explanations for how they thought of their names really was important either. Show off.

She waited for him to stop moving before she started talking again, though. It gave her time to use his logic against him and think of if she remembered any other headmasters from when her family had been there. Ha. She had one. Of course, she’d heard others mention them too, but that didn’t matter. “Tate.”

But she needed four more, and that meant thought. And work, ew. “…Phineas Nigellus Black. Dilys Derwent…Armando Dippet and Dexter Fortescue.” That was four more. Which meant she was done, aside from collecting another bag of candy. She needed him to list five more professors before that could happen though.

Now things were starting to heat up. His shoulders were aching in pain and he now had to concentrate on getting them to the next basket and listing former history professors. Frankie was disappointed that he didn't list the professors first. It would have been way easier. But, never fear, this Gryffindor had excellent hearing and was ready to listen in on the things his peers were saying travel into the depths of his mind for some former professor names. Because they were totally wandering around in that noggin of his.

Arriving at the second and last candy basket was a priority though. This time, however, Frankie moved at a much faster pace than he did with the first basket. Hopefully Brooklyn was prepared for that because Frankie did so without warning. But she luckily managed to stay on, which he was rather impressed by. Not that he was going to admit that out loud or anything. Brooklyn Andrews was the last person on earth he would give really nice compliments to. It wasn't like they were friends or anything. Just mere acquaintances getting candy baskets.

"The last basket. Thank Merlin," the blond-haired boy said, letting out a heavy sigh. He hoped he didn't sound out of breath and that Brooklyn didn't notice that his shoulders began to shake slightly. His brain told him to just give up and take the one basket they had, but determination was surprisingly written all over Frankie's face.

He was thankful that the Slytherin couldn't see the smirk he was sporting while she slowly named off former Headmasters. But that expression was quickly removed from his face when the tables were turned on him. "Right. ... Former History of Magic professors. There's ... uhh ... Vinteren." He had heard his dad express his approval of that Board member. Was he done yet? Ugh. Time to eavesdrop on the others. "Then there is former Headmistress' husband. ... And Welton ... and ... Lord Borr ... and ... umm ... Oh! Kyro's dad. Scabior. He's a cool dude."

Basket number two was FINALLY his! Almost. They needed to cross the finish line before he could take his basket from Brooklyn. Or he could just knock her off and grab the basket mid-air. Tempting, oh so very tempting...

She wasn’t paying attention to how Frankie was doing. As far as Brooklyn was concerned, as long as he didn’t just give up outright actually proved he was worth something, and besides, she wasn’t that heavy. If he dropped her, she was just going to take it as that he was admitting he was a wimp. It wouldn’t bother her either way. It wasn’t as if they were friends. Just acquaintances who occasionally ended up in the same place. Not counting lessons, even though that was where they were right now.

Oh, and she’d noticed that little shudder under her feet, along with the sigh. She just wasn’t letting him get what he wanted until he finished the activity. Until they were past the finish line again and therefore nobody had to balance on anyone’s shoulders. He had to come up with more professors before that would happen, yet she’d already started reaching for the bag even before he started listing names off. Along with even more logic, which earned an eyeroll from her. She still snagged a second bag from the basket once he’d mentioned Kyroh’s dad, placing it in her robe pocket with the other one before she went back to just balancing on the Gryffindor’s shoulders.

Time to head back for the finish line. And then she could decide if the activity had been worth the trouble. Which meant it was time for Frankie to start moving again. She honestly didn’t even care if he tried to run. She trusted her sense of balance, even if she didn’t trust him. He wasn’t going to cause her to fail now, not when she’d done her part. She hadn’t had to, after all. She could have just chosen not to work with him. Not to do the activity at all.

It was just up to him if he chose to make it all worth the trouble for her. She wasn’t giving up the bag until then. So there.

Relieved that Ava didn't mind complying to her wishes regarding the shoes, Soph got poised in position for Ava to climb upon her shoulders. She braced herself the moment Ava started her descent up onto the desk and may have actually closed her eyes as she replied, "Uh huh," her shoulders stiffening in anticipation--

...You know, it actually wasn't THAT bad. Sure, Soph grunted a little the moment the second foot joined and Ava's entire weight was now bearing down upon her, but all things considering, she didn't feel like she was going to DIE, at least. The weight distribution was pretty even, just as long as Ava didn't lean more to one side than the other, and sloooooowly but surely, Soph started to straighten out her back, slooooooooooowly raising Ava higher into the air, her hands still extended upward for Ava to hold for support.

"Is this okay? Y'doin' okay up there? M'gonna... start to go... reeeeeally, really slowly... if y'need me to stop so y'can catch your balance before you'll fall, just lemme know and I'll stop right away." Soph would also probably FEEL if Ava was starting to topple over, so... "I'll just go slow 'n steady. Very smoooothly..."

And so they went, with each and every one of Soph's steps very slow, careful, deliberate, and smooth as to not jostle Ava and throw off her balance. Luckily, Soph had pretty good balance herself AND good control of her body, so... there was no clumsy sort of nonsense happening here. No, this was good. Hopefully a niiiiice smooth ride for Ava.

Oh... and... "Err, I've got the last... eh, ten or so Headmasters and Headmistresses memorized, 'n I've had... three History of Magic professors, 'n... I know of two others for sure, so I've got our... names... in the bag... unless y'wanna... list off some... that you know?" If Ava knew some and wanted to contribute? "But if not, don't worry. Y'just... make sure you're... okay up there..."

Merlin. Walking, talking, and balancing a kid up on her shoulders was NOT AS EASY AS IT LOOKED.

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger

She wasn’t paying attention to how Frankie was doing. As far as Brooklyn was concerned, as long as he didn’t just give up outright actually proved he was worth something, and besides, she wasn’t that heavy. If he dropped her, she was just going to take it as that he was admitting he was a wimp. It wouldn’t bother her either way. It wasn’t as if they were friends. Just acquaintances who occasionally ended up in the same place. Not counting lessons, even though that was where they were right now.

Oh, and she’d noticed that little shudder under her feet, along with the sigh. She just wasn’t letting him get what he wanted until he finished the activity. Until they were past the finish line again and therefore nobody had to balance on anyone’s shoulders. He had to come up with more professors before that would happen, yet she’d already started reaching for the bag even before he started listing names off. Along with even more logic, which earned an eyeroll from her. She still snagged a second bag from the basket once he’d mentioned Kyroh’s dad, placing it in her robe pocket with the other one before she went back to just balancing on the Gryffindor’s shoulders.

Time to head back for the finish line. And then she could decide if the activity had been worth the trouble. Which meant it was time for Frankie to start moving again. She honestly didn’t even care if he tried to run. She trusted her sense of balance, even if she didn’t trust him. He wasn’t going to cause her to fail now, not when she’d done her part. She hadn’t had to, after all. She could have just chosen not to work with him. Not to do the activity at all.

It was just up to him if he chose to make it all worth the trouble for her. She wasn’t giving up the bag until then. So there.

Now why wasn't his candy bag being placed directly in his hands? Oh. Right. He had to finish the task at hand, even though he really wanted to do nothing more than drop Brooklyn and take his bag from her because he earned every bit of candy inside of it. Having to carry someone on their shoulders and list off a bunch of people that really didn't matter much was hard work. All she had to do was throw out some names and stand there.

And another job of hers was apparently holding his candy bag ransom. Ugh. So that was how she was going to be. Lame. Like they actually needed the satisfaction of crossing that finish line. Wasn't the candy they had good enough? She could've just jumped off, hand over the candy, and be done. But no. The Slytherin had to make things more difficult than they really had to be.

But the blond started moving his feet again and worked his way up to a sprint, not caring if Brooklyn managed to balance herself on his shoulders or not. This half of the giant was ready to be done. He was ready to devour some candy and not have anyone standing on his nagging shoulders any longer.

They were now about a quarter of the way there ... then halfway ... three-quarters ... the finish line was only a few inches away ... AND THE LINE HAD BEEN CROSSED!

"Oh, thank Merlin!" Frankie purposefully moved his body in a way that surely would have made the girl lose her balance and fall to the floor if he was lucky. It was time to get off of his shoulders. No more freeloading. They successfully completed the activity and managed to do it without murdering each other. "You're welcome. Now, hand over my candy," he said with a held out his hand, waiting with full intentions of going to the opposite side of the room to enjoy his goodies in peace.

Benny came through with the Professors, giving Glendower's name first. Adi missed her a great deal. Yep. But he had a job to do right now. Since it was that they had given the names, he immediately reached up to grab the candy bag.

"Gotcha!'' WOOT! Adi couldn't wait to sink his teeth into these goodies. Hehe. But first him and Benny needed to get back across the finish line. "Want to switch?'' the Hufflepuff called down to Benny as he took a giant whiff of the contents of the bag. Man, that smelt good!

So, here they are. Trying to get on the other side of the room as giants.At least Dot was a good partner, nothing to worry about. Except for the headmasters and professors names.

He gave her a thumbs up. "Don't worry and...if you need to pull my hair, then I guess you can" it was fair enough since she could fall down. He started to walk up straight so Dot wouldn't have any trouble getting balanced but it was hard and trying to do it as fast as he could was harder. "You good? We are almost there" thanks Merlin. And everyone here was actually good at this. "Have you done gymnastics before?" because that would be a good explanation but better focus on the task. Finally Hugo reached the candy baskets, "Alright let's start with the names. Professors or headmasters?"

SPOILER!!: Adi

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Benny came through with the Professors, giving Glendower's name first. Adi missed her a great deal. Yep. But he had a job to do right now. Since it was that they had given the names, he immediately reached up to grab the candy bag.

"Gotcha!'' WOOT! Adi couldn't wait to sink his teeth into these goodies. Hehe. But first him and Benny needed to get back across the finish line. "Want to switch?'' the Hufflepuff called down to Benny as he took a giant whiff of the contents of the bag. Man, that smelt good!

Benny felt more than saw Adi shift and reach for the bags of candy for the each of them, the Gryffindor tightening his grasp on his best friend as he thought he felt wobbling. "Great," he said, gingerly moving to turn them around to head back towards the finish line. "Nah...I'm good," the seventh year gave in as he started to move his legs to walk again. "Not sure I's feel all that safe on your shoulders with your contact sugar high," he finished, teasing his partner and his love for sweets.

Okay so they were good...he had done the route once, he should be able to do it again. Step one...step two...step three....step four. Benny considered picking up speed though the steady route seemed to be working for them.