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As you enter The Great Hall you will notice a lot of Christmas Trees. No, you haven't been transported into the Hogwarts Grounds. Groundskeeper McLeod is busy bringing in the trees, but they look a little bare. The House Elves are still busy bringing up boxes of Christmas decorations from storage and setting them down at the Staff Dais. Watch out for Groundskeeper McLeod and the House Elves as they are still bringing in more trees and decorations.. So come on in, pick a tree and decorate it! Remember to wear your hat, though.
Miss Hady, Miss Charlotte Kettleburn and Professor York
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Miss Charlotte Kettleburn hadn't gone to work with Miss Hady, so Rooney actually felt quite bad about that and offered the Slytherin an apologetic smile, and made a note to at least give her a mince pie later when they all sat down to eat. Roo pulled his beard down under his chin and tried to breathe as best as he could. He didn't understand how his face could be so sweaty and warm just because of a prop.
Rooney Bronwyn thought that Miss Charlotte Kettleburn was completely and utterly fascinating and he truly wanted to tell her just that. "Yes, Miss! I really REALLY want you to work with Professor York, Toddles and I. You'd complete our group nicely." And she was funny. And it meant he wouldn't have to work alongside a Professor and a house elf alone. That would be a little bit strange for him, and Christmas wasn't about strange. As he led their little group to a tree, Roo blinked and looked over his shoulder at the first year before reaching for her candy cane hand and leading her to the tree. "Miss Charlotte Hannah Kettleburn, are you asking to be placed on the top of the tree?" How ever was she supposed to eat Christmas dinner later if she was on top of a tree??
And how on earth would they get her up there?
"Professor York? Do you think we could put our faces on some of the decorations?" So that people at least knew it was them that had made it?
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Originally Posted by Jessiqua
Before Beatrice realised what was happening, Rooney had reached for her hand and was pulling her towards the tree he had pointed at. She promptly followed him on very important tree decorating business, and tried not to chuckle when, at the sight of one Charlotte Kettleburn, he quickly let go. "Hello Charlotte, dear. Merry Christmas! You look wonderful," she said to the girl who appeared to almost die in a previous lesson of hers. She didn't have any beans on her today, so she was quite safe.
Beatrice was looking around the Great Hall, making sure everyone was working harmoniously together, before looking back at the two first years, quite satisfied that things were going well. It seemed Charlotte would be joining them, and Beatrice smiled warmly down at the lioness. "Lovely!" She said happily, deciding to head over to the tree Rooney had pointed to. With Rooney, Charlotte and Toodles, their tree was destined to look fABulous.
"Thanks Professor York! You look REALLY pretty and cool too for an old person!" Char said, in her best compliment voice. Well she thought so anyway.
Char followed along with little half-skips, like she couldn't quite decide if she wanted to walk or skip so kind of ended up doing both.
"Can you teach us some spells that we can use on the tree, professor?"
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Originally Posted by Shanners
Miss Charlotte Kettleburn hadn't gone to work with Miss Hady, so Rooney actually felt quite bad about that and offered the Slytherin an apologetic smile, and made a note to at least give her a mince pie later when they all sat down to eat. Roo pulled his beard down under his chin and tried to breathe as best as he could. He didn't understand how his face could be so sweaty and warm just because of a prop.
Rooney Bronwyn thought that Miss Charlotte Kettleburn was completely and utterly fascinating and he truly wanted to tell her just that. "Yes, Miss! I really REALLY want you to work with Professor York, Toddles and I. You'd complete our group nicely." And she was funny. And it meant he wouldn't have to work alongside a Professor and a house elf alone. That would be a little bit strange for him, and Christmas wasn't about strange. As he led their little group to a tree, Roo blinked and looked over his shoulder at the first year before reaching for her candy cane hand and leading her to the tree. "Miss Charlotte Hannah Kettleburn, are you asking to be placed on the top of the tree?" How ever was she supposed to eat Christmas dinner later if she was on top of a tree??
And how on earth would they get her up there?
"Professor York? Do you think we could put our faces on some of the decorations?" So that people at least knew it was them that had made it?
Oh that was better! She beamed at Rooney and sort of wished a bit that his face wasn't partly hidden by a fake beard, but also wondered if maybe she should tell him he looked super manly in it just in case he was self conscious. Sometimes it was hard to know what thing to say when someone was wearing a fake beard, Char decided. "I AM a good group completer." Pause. "And I like your beard, you look manly." Even if she did like it better when she could see his face PROPERLY. Also it made him look like he didn't have a neck.
Beards were strange.
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OH.
Charlotte was ASTONISHED that Roo was holding her hand, and considered her normal course of action which would be a loud announcement that she had a boyfriend and he couldn't be her boyfriend but she decided that it was okay because her hands were candy canes today sooooo it was like he wasn't holding her hand, just holding a candy cane and who DIDN'T want to hold a candy cane on Christmas Eve? This decided, she simply beamed at him.
"I bet nobody else would have a candy cangel on the top of THEIR tree!" Though, now getting closer to the chosen tree, she noted that it wasn't very big which was disappointing. "Oh. I might need to be shrinked. We could catch a fairy and ask it to be our tree topper instead though maybe?"
Faces on decorations? She was intrigued by this idea and looked at Professor York expectantly. What could she bring to the table? With her adult transfigure-y skills and stuff?
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On the branch of one of the big Christmas trees just over the heads of students and staffers a mistletoe sprouts root silently. If you happen to stand under it with a peer don't forget that it's custom to kiss. It seems like the Christmas glittery snow caused another wonder to happen. The question is are you daring enough to kiss someone, even if its someone you don't really know well under a mistletoe?
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Beatrice let out an "Awwwwwwww," in her head seeing Rooney reaching for Charlotte's hand. If awards were a thing, he would be down for the sweetest lad.
Putting their faces on the decorations? "Oh, well I'm sure we can! How would you like to do that?" she asked.
Uh but a small frown crossed her face.
Old? An old person? "Well now Miss. Kettleburn, I don't have a walking stick YET," she said, slightly offended but unable to suppress the chuckle. Perhaps she had meant it as a compliment...? Hmm...
And using spells for decorating Christmas? Okay, old person joke forgotten, "Absolutely! Did you have anything in mind? You brought your wands, yes?" Yes?
Well whilst it would be very interesting seeing a student topping the tree, there was no way Beatrice was about to shrink a child. Levitate, perhaps, but certainly not shrink.
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Originally Posted by SpiritWolfe Malfoy
Great! They had a tree they could work on together. Making her way to the tree Hady looked it up and down. It was HUGE but together she knew Paulina and herself could conquer it. "Japan?" Whoa why hadn't she gone?! "Is that where you live?" It made some sense to want to stay at Hogwarts though if this was her only year here at the school. "Yeah it's really nice here but it's not home, you know?" The castle was certainly lovely and it was great being with all her friends but she still missed her family.
Getting a large box of decorations Hady set them beside the tree. "Shall we get started?"
Out the corner of her eye Hady spotted wings. Fluffy wings that somewhere was wearing causing her to turn and check it out. Aaww the firstie looked adorable! Hady couldn't help but grin and call over to the younger girl, "Happy Christmas! Would you like to help Paulina and I decorate this tree?" She waved a hand at the large tree they were stood by. Surely Paulina wouldn't mind seeing as how nice the older girl was.
c"Yep, I live in Japan though I was born in the United States." It was pretty cool to live in Japan; Paulina loved it. She missed home, but she was glad that she had decided to stay at Hogwarts for the holidays. She was going to be spending lots of time back home after graduation, though there was university coming up. It was exciting and scary all at the same time. "Where do you live?" she asked curiously.
Paulina watched as Hady asked a younger girl if she wanted to join them decorating. She sent the girl a smile, but she was rather shy. Oh well, the girl decided to work with her Ravenclaw friend. Her and Hady could do a good job on their own!
"I'm all set!" she said as she reached into the box and started to remove ornaments.
Back with four letters to deliver Barney shook his head to adjust the little satchel he had around his neck.
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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi
...............BAAAARF
Yeah, he was not going to stand with these two. So he turned back around and chose a different tree to decorate. He just hoped someone would help him with getting the top decorated...
Swooping over to the top of the tree Barney spotted his first recipient. In his eagerness to get down he misscalculated the landing and fell beak first into the box of tinsel. Legs and wings flapping Barney hoped that the boy would lift him out and untie the letter titled 'Yoongi' tied to his right leg.
SPOILER!!: Secret Santa Letter
Dear Yoongi,
Happy happy happy Christmas to YOU! I hope you have a really swell holiday, because I think you're really swell. I also hope that the new year brings you lots of good fortune and that you remember that you are brave and wonderful even if sometimes it's hard to stay strong all the time. I also hope you remember that should expect anybody to be strong all the time because that's just impossible, and that includes you because it's not good to be too hard on yourself about these things. Apparently I hope a lot of things.
I had a really grand time getting to know you that time in Ancient Runes, because you're really special so here's to a holiday that's just as special as you are!! I think I gave myself away already but you can pretend that you haven't guessed yet. I found out really quickly that you're very good at making people feel better so I hope maybe this letter made you feel good too, because everybody deserves to feel wonderful on Christmas. Well, and every other day too. But especially today and especially you because you're super cool. Anyways, I forget what I was trying to say with this entire letter, but I guess I can finish with another Happy Christmas! Eat lots of good food. And also happy new year, even though that hasn't happened yet.
With good thoughts and lots of cheer,
your Secret Santa
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Originally Posted by Shanners
But then she was heading this way and Rooney was a lost cause. She had a group with her, alongside a Professor also. He ducked under the tree and crawled toward another close by so that he could run and do something else. Decorating trees really wasn't his thing any longer.
Perched on a branch high up in a christmas tree Barney was at his best unruffling his feathers from snow when he spotted his next recipient, ducking under a tree and out of sight. He had thought he was out of luck when the boy reappeared. Hasting Barney jumped up from the tree and up in the air, before he swooped downwards. Landing rocking from side to side in front of the boy he thrust the satchel out with the letter titled 'Rooney'. Could he take it and give him a treat? A bread cumb would be nice...
SPOILER!!: Secret Santa Letter
To Rooney,
I like how you are a gentleman and say nice things to me. But also I like that you are smart because you are really REALLY smart. And you are good at spells, which is cool. I don't know how to write this letter. I know that I'm writing it and its already a letter, and it says nice things about you like what we are supposed to say in the letters, but I don't think they're good enough things. I want to make it a perfect letter and I want it to make you smile, but I don't really know what will make you smile yet. I hope I can find that out.
I also think you have a nice face and have nice eyes and a nice smile and stuff and I sort of hope nobody else notices because I would feel a bit sad if you got a girlfriend (or a boyfriend). I don't know why though, that's dumb, right? I can be a bit dumb sometimes. Also I should stop saying things about myself because this is supposed to be a nice letter about you and shouldn't be about me at all.
I never got to ask if you like snails but I hope that you do, I will think you're even cooler if you do.
I hope you have a really nice Christmas, and then after that I hope we can do some more stuff together! That would be awesome. Because you're awesome (so far anyway).
From your secret santa!
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Originally Posted by Tegz
She adjusted her angel halo headband and wandered around the tree decorating area. It wasn't JUST the headband that she was wearing though, Char ALSO was wearing fluffy strap on wings, and ALSO had both of her arms from the elbow down and including her hands, painted like CANDY CANES, so that when she curved her hands into a hook shape, it LOOKED LIKE SHE HAD CANDY CANES INSTEAD OF ARMS. SHE WAS A CANDY CANE ANGEL. A CANDY CANGEL. Thanks to Dima of course. Her cousin was super good at painting and stuff after all.
Flying over to the next tree Barney just chose a tree branch and sat and goggled down at his next recipient. Hopefully she was not one of those that were scared owls Barney had time to think before he lost his grip on the branch and fell forward. Landing in a heap of wings and feathers at the girl's feet Barney nudged the letter that had fallen out titled 'Charlotte' towards the girl with his beak.
SPOILER!!: Secret Santa Letter
Dearest Miss,
Intriguing as it may be, I am entirely fascinated by you. Your determination, dedication and dictation of Ravenclaw adoration is inspiring. Not many people can exude admirable eagerness as much as you without taking an extremely large amount of pepper-up potion and eating chocolate for a living. I was pleasantly surprised to receive you as my Secret Santa recipient this year and look forward to seeing you smile when you read this.
My usual method of making notes on a person seemed too restrictive of the love and light this message was supposed to convey, so I sought help from my Mama. She said that the first thing to tell someone, especially a girl, is that her hair is lovely. Well, Miss, your hair is not lovely. Your hair is a blend of delightfully luscious, brilliantly smooth and daffodil in colour. Miss, you are a splendid credit to your reflection and no photographic documentation of you would give your palpable beauty credit.
You say that you have a boyfriend, but Miss, I think that’s wrong. Your boyfriend has a girlfriend, something that shan’t last for long. The pair of you raise snails, not a task needing longevity. If given the choice between he and I, I hope you would choose me. My wish this year on Christmas Day is to light your face with a smile. You have enough happiness to make that last a while. I’m very excited that you don’t know who I am, because that would make me blush. The embarrassment in correlation to this all, I would need a Royal Flush.
Miss, I think you’re wonderful and your main thing is making everyone smile. You’ve a heart of gold, and truth be told, the sorting hat should be put on trial. I know the hat says you aren’t a Ravenclaw, but you can be my cawing Eagle of secrecy every day of the week.
Merry Christmas!
Yours with positivity,
Your Secret Santa
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Miss, I apologise. My letter is unlike myself. I need you to appreciate that I don’t use rhyme or emotions when expressing my appreciation for people like you. Please accept my message of sorry and take only that I think of you as wonderful. Wonderful in nature, persona and inspiration. I wish you a Merry Christmas, and a delightful year to come. Yours, again, with utmost apologies for the above, Santa’s Little Helper.
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Originally Posted by MudInMyBlood
Picking up some candy canes - she tried not to eat them - she began to place them around the tree. Okay. This tree was in desperate need of some sparkle. TINSEL. AJ was going crazy with that little beauty. Before she was done, you would barely be able to see in green. Just the way it should be.
Were there any superhero ornaments?
Spotting the last recipient, Barney flew from one tree to the other. Moving down the tree so that he was perched just in front of the girl amidst all the tinsel he thrust the satchel towards her. In it he had the last letter titled 'AJ'. Could she take it and give him a tasty treat?
SPOILER!!: Secret Santa Letter
Dear AJ,
Just like your last name, you are a sweet girl who looks great in red.
You light up the school with the bright thoughts in your head.
Although your ideas may not always be right,
You're good at making us laugh and keeping things light.
Some people might not know you're one of three,
And you love to play outside and climb up trees.
Although we might not hang out around the school,
That's just because I'm young and you're really cool.
Have a happy Christmas and brilliant New Year,
Your secret Santa hopes this poem brought you some cheer!
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Originally Posted by VRSCIKA
Oh there went the sneezing. "Gesundheit?" Poor thing, that didn't sound good. Sneezing was never fun....really kind of icky. Ilia rarely caught colds , but when she did she was positively miserable. She had a high tolerance to pain, she could suck up a sprained ankle or a spider gashed leg and keep walking, but sniffly? Pssh, she hated it. She was really hoping that she didn't catch his cold......
"Its okay, everyone is afraid of something." That was true as far as she had found out. Heights, spiders, snakes, venomous tentacula, thestrals, loss.....everyone had something that bothered them to tears. "Maybe try working yourself up to things slowly? Ride on a low flying broom?"
A moment later and a box was thrust into her arms. Well that was quick...."Okay." She didn't know if they would have the most beautiful tree, but she could decorate the top. It was high enough up that she might have trouble aiming it magically. She doubted that physically climbing it would be a good idea either. She couldn't levitate herself and she didn't trust Yoongi to with his sneeze attacks. The last thing that she felt like doing was moping around in a bed in the hospital wing after she got dropped. That left one solution in her mind, her broom. Setting the box down at her feet, she closed her eyes and concentrated, with her left hand open to catch her broom."Accio , broom."
Once her broom was in hand , she started making calculations as to what to put where. As for Yoongi's question, she smiled sadly at him. "Is it that obvious?" She thought that she had been doing a better job of hiding it, but apparently not........
“Gewhat?” Yoongi asked as he sniffed his nose. Was that a bless you or did she just curse at him for sneezing? It didn’t sounded like she was cursing him though… Letting out a deep sigh, he nodded his head. “I know “ that everyone was afraid of something. “But still, I would love to not be afraid of heights so that’s why I’m training. It’s just…” he looked up at the TALL tree and bit his lower lip. “This is still too high for me” he turned his gaze back to Ilia. “So thanks for helping me out” and smiled.
As he watched her summon her broomstick, Yoongi automatically clapped his hands when it flew towards her. “Nice! Which model is it?” he asked. Seriously he was NOT good with anything Quidditch related. But when he looked at her face to wait for an answer he caught the sad smile and his own smile faded away as well. He didn’t like it when someone was sad. “Well, yes actually. I mean, it’s Christmas and everyone should be happy at that time right?” he asked. “So whats up? According to Norah I’m a really good and honest advice giver” As long as it wasn’t about love…
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Originally Posted by The Narrator
On the branch of one of the big Christmas trees just over the heads of students and staffers a mistletoe sprouts root silently. If you happen to stand under it with a peer don't forget that it's custom to kiss. It seems like the Christmas glittery snow caused another wonder to happen. The question is are you daring enough to kiss someone, even if its someone you don't really know well under a mistletoe?
As he placed his box with decoration down on the ground, the Gryffindor looked up as he felt something fall on top of him. “Is that snow?” he asked as he looked up and to his HORROR he found not only snow falling down but………THEY WERE STANDING RIGHT UNDER A MISTLETOE. Face getting bright red because he knew the meaning of that, Yoongi looked at Ilia and laughed nervously. Had she seen the mistletoe? Cause he didn’t want to …kiss …just anyone. Actually, he had already confessed to the hufflepuff prefect that he had never kissed anyone before. And no, it wasn’t that Ilia was unattractive that he didn’t want to because hello, she was pretty. But the mistletoe above them was ..... Should he step away or WHAT?!
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Originally Posted by Barnacle the Barn Owl
Swooping over to the top of the tree Barney spotted his first recipient. In his eagerness to get down he misscalculated the landing and fell beak first into the box of tinsel. Legs and wings flapping Barney hoped that the boy would lift him out and untie the letter titled 'Yoongi' tied to his right leg.
SPOILER!!: Secret Santa Letter
Dear Yoongi,
Happy happy happy Christmas to YOU! I hope you have a really swell holiday, because I think you're really swell. I also hope that the new year brings you lots of good fortune and that you remember that you are brave and wonderful even if sometimes it's hard to stay strong all the time. I also hope you remember that should expect anybody to be strong all the time because that's just impossible, and that includes you because it's not good to be too hard on yourself about these things. Apparently I hope a lot of things.
I had a really grand time getting to know you that time in Ancient Runes, because you're really special so here's to a holiday that's just as special as you are!! I think I gave myself away already but you can pretend that you haven't guessed yet. I found out really quickly that you're very good at making people feel better so I hope maybe this letter made you feel good too, because everybody deserves to feel wonderful on Christmas. Well, and every other day too. But especially today and especially you because you're super cool. Anyways, I forget what I was trying to say with this entire letter, but I guess I can finish with another Happy Christmas! Eat lots of good food. And also happy new year, even though that hasn't happened yet.
With good thoughts and lots of cheer,
your Secret Santa
The answer to his question came in the form of an owl. The Gryffindor gasped in shock as the owl had landed beak first in to the box of tinsel. “wait , stop moving” he said as he bend down to unwrap the tinsels from the creatures legs and wings and lifted the owl out of the box. As he did so, he saw a letter attached to the owl’s leg with his name on it and he untied it. Ooooh he had almost forgotten about the secret santa letters! “Thanks” he grinned at the owl before turning to opening his letter.
Reading through it, Yoongi’s grin widened more and more. He knew who had written this and he went to look around for the person but couldn’t find her here. Ah he would thank her later. It was kind of funny though how …well…not saying.. hehe.
As he pocketed the letter, he turned to Ilia again. “Wanna kiss or decorate the tree?” he laughed.
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SPOILER!!: Paulina
"Yep, I live in Japan though I was born in the United States." It was pretty cool to live in Japan; Paulina loved it. She missed home, but she was glad that she had decided to stay at Hogwarts for the holidays. She was going to be spending lots of time back home after graduation, though there was university coming up. It was exciting and scary all at the same time. "Where do you live?" she asked curiously.
Paulina watched as Hady asked a younger girl if she wanted to join them decorating. She sent the girl a smile, but she was rather shy. Oh well, the girl decided to work with her Ravenclaw friend. Her and Hady could do a good job on their own!
"I'm all set!" she said as she reached into the box and started to remove ornaments.
That sounded interesting. Somewhat like the move her family was having. It had to be. "I bet it's really different then America, huh?" Paulina seemed to really like where she lived though so that was a good thing. "Right now America but we're moving soon." When exactly she didn't know anymore.
"Great!" Now that they were both ready to get started Hady knelt down and began helping the older girl remove some of the ornaments from the box. "We'll have to levitate the ones we can't reach up onto the higher branches?" The fourth year tipped her head back looking up at the tree. There was noway either of them would be able to reach those branches up top. It was just to high for either of them.
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SPOILER!!: Miss Charlotte
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Originally Posted by Tegz
Oh that was better! She beamed at Rooney and sort of wished a bit that his face wasn't partly hidden by a fake beard, but also wondered if maybe she should tell him he looked super manly in it just in case he was self conscious. Sometimes it was hard to know what thing to say when someone was wearing a fake beard, Char decided. "I AM a good group completer." Pause. "And I like your beard, you look manly." Even if she did like it better when she could see his face PROPERLY. Also it made him look like he didn't have a neck.
Beards were strange.
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OH.
Charlotte was ASTONISHED that Roo was holding her hand, and considered her normal course of action which would be a loud announcement that she had a boyfriend and he couldn't be her boyfriend but she decided that it was okay because her hands were candy canes today sooooo it was like he wasn't holding her hand, just holding a candy cane and who DIDN'T want to hold a candy cane on Christmas Eve? This decided, she simply beamed at him.
"I bet nobody else would have a candy cangel on the top of THEIR tree!" Though, now getting closer to the chosen tree, she noted that it wasn't very big which was disappointing. "Oh. I might need to be shrinked. We could catch a fairy and ask it to be our tree topper instead though maybe?"
Faces on decorations? She was intrigued by this idea and looked at Professor York expectantly. What could she bring to the table? With her adult transfigure-y skills and stuff?
Manly? Rooney wanted to look at his reflection to see if Miss Charlotte was taking the mick out of him, or he actually did look manly with his Santa beard and hat. ”You’re THE group completer, Miss Charlotte Kettleburn.” Anything to take away from the idea of him looking manly with this beard. He was only twelve, and looking well ahead of his age was probably a bad thing for him, and for all of them in here. Aunt Elodie told him once about how everyone got old one year here. Pretty rubbish in his eyes. But he didn’t want to give that impression to anyone that may have been here when it had happened. Nightmares. He didn’t want to give anyone nightmares.
It needed to be noticed that Miss Charlotte smiled a lot, and she didn’t have an old-person smile, so it wasn’t something bad. ”I don’t think that..well, I don’t think we should shrink you, Miss Charlotte. Something could go wrong.” Even with Professor York around. Hell, Miss Charlotte would probably get lost if she was so small…
Rooney wasn’t prepared for her to go missing and maybe get trodden on.
As fun as it sounded to her, Roo was SURE that she would be sort of scared with people walking around and her so small.
SPOILER!!: Professor York
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Originally Posted by Jessiqua
Beatrice let out an "Awwwwwwww," in her head seeing Rooney reaching for Charlotte's hand. If awards were a thing, he would be down for the sweetest lad.
Putting their faces on the decorations? "Oh, well I'm sure we can! How would you like to do that?" she asked.
Uh but a small frown crossed her face.
Old? An old person? "Well now Miss. Kettleburn, I don't have a walking stick YET," she said, slightly offended but unable to suppress the chuckle. Perhaps she had meant it as a compliment...? Hmm...
And using spells for decorating Christmas? Okay, old person joke forgotten, "Absolutely! Did you have anything in mind? You brought your wands, yes?" Yes?
Well whilst it would be very interesting seeing a student topping the tree, there was no way Beatrice was about to shrink a child. Levitate, perhaps, but certainly not shrink.
”How CAN we do it, Professor? Is there a special spell to instill our image on there for a little bit?” There had to be, right? There wasn’t much that magic couldn’t do, was there? Rooney wasn’t positive that he had ever came across more than two handfuls of things that magic couldn’t do.
He wiggled his wand a little, and tried not to laugh too much about Miss Charlotte calling their Transfiguration Professor OLD. She wasn’t that old, he thought. Only if you considered her age in comparison to that of the first years. Well, and his, because he wasn’t much older than many of the youngest in the school.
”Let’s do this!”
SPOILER!!: Santa!Owl
[QUOTE=Barnacle the Barn Owl;11804836]Perched on a branch high up in a christmas tree Barney was at his best unruffling his feathers from snow when he spotted his next recipient, ducking under a tree and out of sight. He had thought he was out of luck when the boy reappeared. Hasting Barney jumped up from the tree and up in the air, before he swooped downwards. Landing rocking from side to side in front of the boy he thrust the satchel out with the letter titled 'Rooney'. Could he take it and give him a treat? A bread cumb would be nice...
SPOILER!!: Secret Santa Letter
To Rooney,
I like how you are a gentleman and say nice things to me. But also I like that you are smart because you are really REALLY smart. And you are good at spells, which is cool. I don't know how to write this letter. I know that I'm writing it and its already a letter, and it says nice things about you like what we are supposed to say in the letters, but I don't think they're good enough things. I want to make it a perfect letter and I want it to make you smile, but I don't really know what will make you smile yet. I hope I can find that out.
I also think you have a nice face and have nice eyes and a nice smile and stuff and I sort of hope nobody else notices because I would feel a bit sad if you got a girlfriend (or a boyfriend). I don't know why though, that's dumb, right? I can be a bit dumb sometimes. Also I should stop saying things about myself because this is supposed to be a nice letter about you and shouldn't be about me at all.
I never got to ask if you like snails but I hope that you do, I will think you're even cooler if you do.
I hope you have a really nice Christmas, and then after that I hope we can do some more stuff together! That would be awesome. Because you're awesome (so far anyway).
From your secret santa!
Wh..oh, no.
Rooney watched carefully as an owl landed before him and nudged forward a letter addressed to him. This was probably the worst moment of his life. Roo had seen the owls dropping letters off for a little while and he’d already been dreading the delivery of any Secret Santa letters over these parts, so now this was happening at the moment he did not need it to. AT least it was his being dropped off and no one elses. In a little pouch on his notebook, was something for the owl as he’d been expecting to have to thank it nicely. An owl treat went in the direction of the bird, and Rooney took his letter closer to him and opened it quietly to himself.
No one needed to r—smart? Good at spells? Smile? Nice face? Nice eyes? Nice smile? --- Uh.
SAD if he got a girlfriend? (Or a boyfriend?)
Roo blinked as he read over his letter, fighting the blush creeping into his cheeks and trying to pretend that this was just a letter that said he gave good conversation and tried hard in classes. Those kind of nice stuff. Not that he had a nice face and someone would be sad if he got someone who wanted to hold hands with him for three minutes a day.
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Snails?
Roo had wrote about snails in the letter that he’d wrote himself for someone else, and he actually watched that letter get delivered right then. His letter was stuffed into the back of his ‘Santas Little Helper’ pyjamas and he scratched his head a little.
Had he been the Secret Santa for his Secret Santa…?
“Gewhat?” Yoongi asked as he sniffed his nose. Was that a bless you or did she just curse at him for sneezing? It didn’t sounded like she was cursing him though… Letting out a deep sigh, he nodded his head. “I know “ that everyone was afraid of something. “But still, I would love to not be afraid of heights so that’s why I’m training. It’s just…” he looked up at the TALL tree and bit his lower lip. “This is still too high for me” he turned his gaze back to Ilia. “So thanks for helping me out” and smiled.
As he watched her summon her broomstick, Yoongi automatically clapped his hands when it flew towards her. “Nice! Which model is it?” he asked. Seriously he was NOT good with anything Quidditch related. But when he looked at her face to wait for an answer he caught the sad smile and his own smile faded away as well. He didn’t like it when someone was sad. “Well, yes actually. I mean, it’s Christmas and everyone should be happy at that time right?” he asked. “So whats up? According to Norah I’m a really good and honest advice giver” As long as it wasn’t about love…
As he placed his box with decoration down on the ground, the Gryffindor looked up as he felt something fall on top of him. “Is that snow?” he asked as he looked up and to his HORROR he found not only snow falling down but………THEY WERE STANDING RIGHT UNDER A MISTLETOE. Face getting bright red because he knew the meaning of that, Yoongi looked at Ilia and laughed nervously. Had she seen the mistletoe? Cause he didn’t want to …kiss …just anyone. Actually, he had already confessed to the hufflepuff prefect that he had never kissed anyone before. And no, it wasn’t that Ilia was unattractive that he didn’t want to because hello, she was pretty. But the mistletoe above them was ..... Should he step away or WHAT?!
The answer to his question came in the form of an owl. The Gryffindor gasped in shock as the owl had landed beak first in to the box of tinsel. “wait , stop moving” he said as he bend down to unwrap the tinsels from the creatures legs and wings and lifted the owl out of the box. As he did so, he saw a letter attached to the owl’s leg with his name on it and he untied it. Ooooh he had almost forgotten about the secret santa letters! “Thanks” he grinned at the owl before turning to opening his letter.
Reading through it, Yoongi’s grin widened more and more. He knew who had written this and he went to look around for the person but couldn’t find her here. Ah he would thank her later. It was kind of funny though how …well…not saying.. hehe.
As he pocketed the letter, he turned to Ilia again. “Wanna kiss or decorate the tree?” he laughed.
Ilia laughed a little at his response. "Sort of like Bless You." So many of her habits were so culturally odd here, she still forgot to say things differently at times though. "Well keep training, you are bound to get there eventually right?" She smiled at him gently , trying to be encouraging. "No trouble, that is part of teamwork right?" It is what she always did when she was in a group or pair, splitting the work made it all that much easier. The height thing.....he was one of the ones that came when she and the others got spidernapped sooo.....he could be afraid of heights.
What model? "It is a Firebolt , Supreme." She smiled a little, it was an expensive professional grade broom yes, but she loved flying and her father liked spoiling her when it came to practical wants. "If you feel brave, maybe I will take you on a low flight later? She is a good broom, I fly alot." She loved flying and couldn't fathom someone not experiencing that joy. Everyone should be happy? That was sort of an opinionated thought wasn't it? Why did someone have to feel a certain way just because it was a holiday? "I have family stuff going on and....had a difference in opinion with a friend." Like arguing / talking to lawyers / pre-divorcing parents.......and her best friend who spurned her love confession......Not something she wanted to lay bare to be examined. She was a raw nerve. This was distraction, not therapy session as much as she appreciated the boys willingness to help and listen.
Ilia watched Yoongi get bright red and laugh nervously. What was that all about???? She looked up..........as an owl came crashing. That poor baby! Yoongi had it handled though and helped the adorable ball of feathers out. Poor little guy......Oh he got one of those santa letters....and seemed rather happy about it. Hmm...
At what Yoongi said, she blushed. Wait.......did Yoongi 'like' her????? She looked up again...oh Mistletoe.....she couldn't deny him a kiss supposedly. She thought about it, maybe she would, but....after her interaction with Henric, she wasn't exactly up to the task of being that form of affectionate. It was , in fact, in her culture and legends at least, more about friendliness than romance anyways. She swept up close in front of him and put her face close to him as if she were simply going to kiss him. She considered it. Should she? It was just a kiss right? Nothing more. If Henric didn't love her or want her affection, why should she deny herself? The simple fact was that it just hurt too much. Rejection wasn't something that she enjoyed and she did not want Yoongi to reject her after she kissed him too. Her face emotionless and right in front of his as she considered just kissing him. She then swiftly but gently slid her hand over his mouth and kissed the back of it. It was a way of friendship kissing in her family and she was too hurt and hung up over Henric to kiss another boy right now, even if Henric didn't love her. Pulling back, she straightened her clothes and tucked her hair back. "So lets get to decorating now then?"
lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
SPOILER!!: PREOWLS
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Originally Posted by Shanners
”You’re THE group completer, Miss Charlotte Kettleburn.”
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”I don’t think that..well, I don’t think we should shrink you, Miss Charlotte. Something could go wrong.”
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”How CAN we do it, Professor? Is there a special spell to instill our image on there for a little bit?”
”Let’s do this!”
She WAS THE group completer. Char decided right then and there that was a GOOD thing to be. The best thing probably. If she was THE one then that meant she was the best one and more better than anyone else, so she was all for it.
"Oh." She said, considering seriously. Okay. Char nodded her agreement. Something COULD go wrong with the shrinking. So probably catching a fairy WOULD be smarter. Safer. Her mum and dad always went on about thinking things through and doing the smart things, so she could tell them that she nearly got shrunk (even if she didn't technically nearly anything), and instead had decided on a fairy. They would be pleased.
But all the focus on Professor York now. Expectant focus. There had to be SOME cool things she could have them do!
In the meantime though, they HAD to get started, so Char picked up a big length of tinsel and looped it around her neck like a showgirl putting on a feather boa.
Yup, distracted already.
SPOILER!!: Rooney gets an owl!
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Originally Posted by Barnacle the Barn Owl
Back with four letters to deliver Barney shook his head to adjust the little satchel he had around his neck.
Perched on a branch high up in a christmas tree Barney was at his best unruffling his feathers from snow when he spotted his next recipient, ducking under a tree and out of sight. He had thought he was out of luck when the boy reappeared. Hasting Barney jumped up from the tree and up in the air, before he swooped downwards. Landing rocking from side to side in front of the boy he thrust the satchel out with the letter titled 'Rooney'. Could he take it and give him a treat? A bread cumb would be nice...
SPOILER!!: Secret Santa Letter
To Rooney,
I like how you are a gentleman and say nice things to me. But also I like that you are smart because you are really REALLY smart. And you are good at spells, which is cool. I don't know how to write this letter. I know that I'm writing it and its already a letter, and it says nice things about you like what we are supposed to say in the letters, but I don't think they're good enough things. I want to make it a perfect letter and I want it to make you smile, but I don't really know what will make you smile yet. I hope I can find that out.
I also think you have a nice face and have nice eyes and a nice smile and stuff and I sort of hope nobody else notices because I would feel a bit sad if you got a girlfriend (or a boyfriend). I don't know why though, that's dumb, right? I can be a bit dumb sometimes. Also I should stop saying things about myself because this is supposed to be a nice letter about you and shouldn't be about me at all.
I never got to ask if you like snails but I hope that you do, I will think you're even cooler if you do.
I hope you have a really nice Christmas, and then after that I hope we can do some more stuff together! That would be awesome. Because you're awesome (so far anyway).
From your secret santa!
SPOILER!!: Secret Santa Letter
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Originally Posted by Shanners
Wh..oh, no.
Rooney watched carefully as an owl landed before him and nudged forward a letter addressed to him. This was probably the worst moment of his life. Roo had seen the owls dropping letters off for a little while and he’d already been dreading the delivery of any Secret Santa letters over these parts, so now this was happening at the moment he did not need it to. AT least it was his being dropped off and no one elses. In a little pouch on his notebook, was something for the owl as he’d been expecting to have to thank it nicely. An owl treat went in the direction of the bird, and Rooney took his letter closer to him and opened it quietly to himself.
No one needed to r—smart? Good at spells? Smile? Nice face? Nice eyes? Nice smile? --- Uh.
SAD if he got a girlfriend? (Or a boyfriend?)
Roo blinked as he read over his letter, fighting the blush creeping into his cheeks and trying to pretend that this was just a letter that said he gave good conversation and tried hard in classes. Those kind of nice stuff. Not that he had a nice face and someone would be sad if he got someone who wanted to hold hands with him for three minutes a day.
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Snails?
Roo had wrote about snails in the letter that he’d wrote himself for someone else, and he actually watched that letter get delivered right then. His letter was stuffed into the back of his ‘Santas Little Helper’ pyjamas and he scratched his head a little.
Had he been the Secret Santa for his Secret Santa…?
Charlotte DID have her attention brought back to Rooney again a moment or so later though but only because there was a barn owl RIGHT THERE, and it was delivering a letter and IT WAS ONLY AT THAT MOMENT THAT CHAR REALISED THAT IT WAS THAT LETTER. THE SECRET SANTA AND she was right here AND-- she wrapped the ends of her tinsel boa around the lower half of her face, round and round until it covered her mouth and nose. It felt safer that way. And easier to feign complete nonchalance and not WATCH it being read.
She wasn't going to give AAAANYTHING away.
SPOILER!!: CHAR'S OWL
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Originally Posted by Barnacle the Barn Owl
Flying over to the next tree Barney just chose a tree branch and sat and goggled down at his next recipient. Hopefully she was not one of those that were scared owls Barney had time to think before he lost his grip on the branch and fell forward. Landing in a heap of wings and feathers at the girl's feet Barney nudged the letter that had fallen out titled 'Charlotte' towards the girl with his beak.
SPOILER!!: Secret Santa Letter
Dearest Miss,
Intriguing as it may be, I am entirely fascinated by you. Your determination, dedication and dictation of Ravenclaw adoration is inspiring. Not many people can exude admirable eagerness as much as you without taking an extremely large amount of pepper-up potion and eating chocolate for a living. I was pleasantly surprised to receive you as my Secret Santa recipient this year and look forward to seeing you smile when you read this.
My usual method of making notes on a person seemed too restrictive of the love and light this message was supposed to convey, so I sought help from my Mama. She said that the first thing to tell someone, especially a girl, is that her hair is lovely. Well, Miss, your hair is not lovely. Your hair is a blend of delightfully luscious, brilliantly smooth and daffodil in colour. Miss, you are a splendid credit to your reflection and no photographic documentation of you would give your palpable beauty credit.
You say that you have a boyfriend, but Miss, I think that’s wrong. Your boyfriend has a girlfriend, something that shan’t last for long. The pair of you raise snails, not a task needing longevity. If given the choice between he and I, I hope you would choose me. My wish this year on Christmas Day is to light your face with a smile. You have enough happiness to make that last a while. I’m very excited that you don’t know who I am, because that would make me blush. The embarrassment in correlation to this all, I would need a Royal Flush.
Miss, I think you’re wonderful and your main thing is making everyone smile. You’ve a heart of gold, and truth be told, the sorting hat should be put on trial. I know the hat says you aren’t a Ravenclaw, but you can be my cawing Eagle of secrecy every day of the week.
Merry Christmas!
Yours with positivity,
Your Secret Santa
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Miss, I apologise. My letter is unlike myself. I need you to appreciate that I don’t use rhyme or emotions when expressing my appreciation for people like you. Please accept my message of sorry and take only that I think of you as wonderful. Wonderful in nature, persona and inspiration. I wish you a Merry Christmas, and a delightful year to come. Yours, again, with utmost apologies for the above, Santa’s Little Helper.
There was a muffled noise or two from Char (from under the tinsel wrapped around her face) which was something like 'oh' and 'are you okay Mr. Owl' because she'd seen that spill and of course was concerned for the owl's well being. Even more so than for its reason for being there. She didn't have any treats though. Eep. She might have fussed more about it but then she saw the letter and it being nudged at her and HER NAME ON THE FRONT and--okay but still, she WAS worried about the owl.
TORN.
Owl? Or Letter?
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Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell she couldn't DISAPPOINT the owl by not accepting what it had worked SO HARD to deliver.
Char gleefully snatched up her letter and opened it.
And read it.
And read it again.
And one more time.
??????????????????????????????????????
???? ???? ????
How did.... what.... but.... HER HAIR WAS DAFFODILS and SHE WAS A CREDIT TO HER REFLECTION (apparently?) and HER BEAUTY WAS PALPABLE (she would have to look that word up though actually, but it was probably good, if it was what it sounded like, which was pulp, and everyone knew that orange juice with pulp was the best kind of orange juice because you could properly taste and feel the texture and it wasn't just watery and stuff, so probably if something was palpable, it was the same, maybe?). The poem bits needed more time to absorb because she wasn't sure what her secret santa was implying about her SNAILS, but Char could do that later.
Obviously this was all because she was twelve now, and very very grown up and the sort of grown up girl who got nice letters wrote about them. It was the first one ever but Char decided all of a sudden that she would get more. Lots. Even if she had to cheat and write them to herself.
She WAS smiling, under the wrap of tinsel, but also her face felt HOT. But that was probably the tinsel, probably.
EEP.
WHAT WAS SHE SUPPOSED TO DO NOW? AND WHO WROTE IT?
She had noooo ideaaaaaaaaaaa!
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love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope
be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you
∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
From his hand where the letter had just been, Rooney looked toward Miss Charlotte Kettleburn and her...questionable antics. "Did you want to borrow my beard, Miss?" Had she a rash on her chin? A spot? Did she know that he wouldn't mind if she did? It wasn't like it stopped her being funny, nor did it stop her from being delightfully enchanting with her enthusiasm about tree decorating.
That, however, didn't mean that the tinsel wrapping wasn't weird.
It was.
But..she was going ahead and reading the letter she'd just been delivered. The letter that HE had written. The letter that -- what was that feeling in his stomach? Was it dread? Was it guilt? No.. It was his breakfast resurfacing, through a mixture of both of those feelings. Dread, guilt and a sprinkling -- or an extensive helping -- of embarrassment.
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Why was she taking so long to read it?
Did she know that it was him that had wrote it? Darn, he'd given it away by being crass about her boyfriend and apologising as his letter came to a close. She knew he was the culprit behind the letter. And she wasn't going to acknowledge him again because he mentioned her being his Ravenclaw any day of the week. Ugh, this was just embarrassing.
Roo awkwardly tugged at his pyjamas -- the telling pyjamas with the exact name on that he had signed off his letter with -- and tried to pay attention to the tree they were near instead of Miss Charlotte and her tinsel covered face that apparently thought he had a nice face and smile.
And wHY did she not want him to get a girlfriend? Or a boyfriend?
Did she think that he wanted a boyfriend? Or a girlfriend?
Did she think he wasn't awesome enough to get one?
........ Girls were confusing, and this girl was just his friend.
A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself.
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Originally Posted by VRSCIKA
Ilia laughed a little at his response. "Sort of like Bless You." So many of her habits were so culturally odd here, she still forgot to say things differently at times though. "Well keep training, you are bound to get there eventually right?" She smiled at him gently , trying to be encouraging. "No trouble, that is part of teamwork right?" It is what she always did when she was in a group or pair, splitting the work made it all that much easier. The height thing.....he was one of the ones that came when she and the others got spidernapped sooo.....he could be afraid of heights.
What model? "It is a Firebolt , Supreme." She smiled a little, it was an expensive professional grade broom yes, but she loved flying and her father liked spoiling her when it came to practical wants. "If you feel brave, maybe I will take you on a low flight later? She is a good broom, I fly alot." She loved flying and couldn't fathom someone not experiencing that joy. Everyone should be happy? That was sort of an opinionated thought wasn't it? Why did someone have to feel a certain way just because it was a holiday? "I have family stuff going on and....had a difference in opinion with a friend." Like arguing / talking to lawyers / pre-divorcing parents.......and her best friend who spurned her love confession......Not something she wanted to lay bare to be examined. She was a raw nerve. This was distraction, not therapy session as much as she appreciated the boys willingness to help and listen.
Ilia watched Yoongi get bright red and laugh nervously. What was that all about???? She looked up..........as an owl came crashing. That poor baby! Yoongi had it handled though and helped the adorable ball of feathers out. Poor little guy......Oh he got one of those santa letters....and seemed rather happy about it. Hmm...
At what Yoongi said, she blushed. Wait.......did Yoongi 'like' her????? She looked up again...oh Mistletoe.....she couldn't deny him a kiss supposedly. She thought about it, maybe she would, but....after her interaction with Henric, she wasn't exactly up to the task of being that form of affectionate. It was , in fact, in her culture and legends at least, more about friendliness than romance anyways. She swept up close in front of him and put her face close to him as if she were simply going to kiss him. She considered it. Should she? It was just a kiss right? Nothing more. If Henric didn't love her or want her affection, why should she deny herself? The simple fact was that it just hurt too much. Rejection wasn't something that she enjoyed and she did not want Yoongi to reject her after she kissed him too. Her face emotionless and right in front of his as she considered just kissing him. She then swiftly but gently slid her hand over his mouth and kissed the back of it. It was a way of friendship kissing in her family and she was too hurt and hung up over Henric to kiss another boy right now, even if Henric didn't love her. Pulling back, she straightened her clothes and tucked her hair back. "So lets get to decorating now then?"
So he had been right that it had meant bless you and that she hadn’t been cursing him. Good to know~ “Ah ok! Thanks then “ he laughed before he coughed again. And he just nodded his head as she encouraged him about his height training.
A firebolt supreme? “ARE YOU RICH OR SOMETHING?!” He shouted , causing his throat to hurt and he rubbed his neck but he kept eyeing the broomstick. “Huh what?” he looked back at Ilia and bit his lower lip. Should he do that? “The last time I was on a broom I fell from a great height…” though that wasn’t how his fear started. He had been afraid of heights even before he sat on that broom. Luckily his father had helped him when he had fallen. “Ok! Let’s do it” was he signing his death contract right now or?
“Ah…. Sorry I don’t think I can help when its about family stuff…” he didn’t want to come in between something like that but he didn’t like it that she looked so down. “Well then, I can be a great distraction. I mean, not only am I good to look at but I’m also really funny” LOOOOL . He grinned at her and then…..she was….stepping closer. HAD SHE SEEN THE MISTLETOE?! Why was she getting closer…and closer…oh gosh he could see her eyelashes! THAT WAS REALLY CLOSE. His face reddened and he held his breath. Was she going to kiss him?! Here? NOW?!
What should he do? He hadn’t kissed before how did one even do that? Was he supposed to close his eyes? Open his mouth? WHAT?! As the Slytherin leaned in closer, Yoongi’s eyes widened and then….A hand was gently covered over his mouth and she kissed the back of it. And then she leaned away. Still staring at one point, the Gryffindor shook his head when he heard her voice again. “d-decorating what?” he stuttered and looked at the tree. “OH! Oh yeah..yeah let’s do that”
Wait, she had put his hand over his mouth but he was sick! “Wait! Here!” he pulled out a sheet from his Undetectable Extension Charmed pockets and ripped them off before giving it to her. “Its…actually a facial sheet mask but… you can clean your hands on it… because..you know…I’m sick and I don’t want you to get sick as well and…” He cleared his throat and turned to the tree with a bright blush on his face.
SPOILER!!: too lazy to quote the rest of THE FAM la la la
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Originally Posted by StarShine
Yes, he knew he was impossible, thank you very much.
Cosgrach merely BEAMED at Sophie as if she had complimented him. "Thanks!" he even exclaimed, right before one mature Norah happened and suggested tinsel. WHY NOT? Now that they had a tree, they could all add the things they liked and it would be the BEST TREE EVER because THEY were the BEST TEAM EVER.
Heh.
"Let's do it!" he exclaimed energetically, and brought out his wand as he still deliberately stood between Sophie and Zander. Hehehehe. With Norah between them from the other way around, it was impossible for them to hold hands right now. He was so clever!
"So, tinsel we sa -" NEVER MIND, Sophie and Zander had letters! "What do they say?" The way he looked, he was clearly ready to snatch the letters if they didn't tell him; because they were all past the 'privacy' stages of their relationship.
OH YEAH. TOTALLY on board with the tinsel thing. Well, Zander didn't seem too excited about all the glittery-ness that was going to happen, but she'd already deemed him a hopeless case on that front, so it still counted. With a big grin, Norah picked up a pile of tinsel and held it in their direction. "C'mon c'mon c'mon. Let's GO!" The tree weren't just gonna decorate itself, y'know. She looked expectantly at all three of them, elevated slightly onto the toes of her bunny slippers just in case they weren't taking her seriously yet.
A moment later, though, all the tinsel was dropped on Zander's feet (they could use some sparkle, okay?) on account of something EVEN MORE exciting coming along. She turned quickly to pick up the letter, opening the envelope with a wonderful ripping noise which she never usually let herself make because ripping paper was just mean. Those had been trees too, at one point. Professor Culloden was far too interested in Sophie and Zander's letters, so she leaned over her own aaaaaaall secretively even though it barely said anything at all. That'd show him. She was interesting TOO. Even if she couldn't tell who'd written the letter. Norah read the letter through nearly three times before losing interest and letting her eyes wander to one of the big christmas trees overhead. Was that MISTLETOE? She took an instinctive step away from it, so she was in front of Culloden now. Um. Alert? ALERT? There was a tradition that need to be fulfilled here and there was a 0% chance that she was going to be the one fulfilling it in this case. Nope. Nuh uh. That was Zander and Sophie's job, at least today. The only problem was Culloden was standing in such a bad place that it was almost like he'd done it on purpose.
She looked from the 'head couple' to Culloden and to the mistletoe before coming to a decision and stepping forward so she and the Professor were right next to each other. Distraction time. Oh yeah. Before he could move, she gave her hand a big smooch and reached up to plant her palm right on Culloden's nose. "Happy Christmas!" Norah wasn't entirely sure if it was to distract him enough for Zander and Sophie to do what they had to do, or because she was afraid he'd curse her ears into turnips, but a second later she was running to the other side of their tree. "Don't ya want to see what's in MY letter? It's got all the best secrets in there." She poked her head out from behind the branches and gave him a big smile. Innocent. Tooooooootally innocent.
Heeeeeeeh. He gave Sophie the biggest, goofiest grin before nudging her right back and—
Culloden happened.
What. Since when had hand holding been against the rules???? Also, it was Christmas. Where was the man’s SPIRIT? And as if that wasn’t enough… The Professor was joining them? -____-
Great. He had been hoping to spend some quality time with Sophie Brown, HIS GIRLFRIEND, and now he was infiltrated by a Professor. And apparently Norah Kittridge too. Could’t things go as planned just for once in his life? Apparently not.
”Er, yeah sure,” was his only response to the shiny tinsel thing. Sweet Merlin. What had he done to deserve this? He wasn’t even on the naughty list this year, HE WAS SURE OF IT. The one time was in Fifth year, but his ‘getting a kid killed’ days were long over by now. It was ONE TIME. Maybe that big guy up there really did hold grudges. Not cool, Santa. Not cool.
The Seventh Year kinda hoped he’d get frostbite. HA. That’d show Santa.
But anyways, decorating. That’s what he was doing here. With Sophie Brown. And a Professor. And the Hufflepuff Prefect. Merlin.
The funny thing was that Sophie Brown didn't even MIND that Culloden was separating her and Zander, nor that Norah had joined them. It was CHRISTMAS and they were among friends and people they loved, so what did it matter? Soph and Zander could spend time being cute any time, basically, but at least they were getting to still spend time TOGETHER. She hadn't gone home from Christmas, so it could've been worse - Zander could've stayed behind while she DID go home. Them being separated by Culloden while still decorating a tree together was way better than being miles and miles apart.
As they neared their tree, Soph smiled at it in all its glory, surveying it up and down - and when she looked down, she noted a few of the names on the nearby presents, some for her friends, some for acquaintances...
And one with her name on it.
Curiously, Soph picked it up and read the label - from... Rooney? She looked around the room for the boy, her shiny eyes landing on him a few trees over, and she opened her mouth to get his attention with a grin, when--
Text Cut: Secret Santa Letter!
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Originally Posted by Barnacle the Barn Owl
Raising himself up on his legs, Barney flapped a little with his wings as he walked over to stand in front of the next girl. Sticking his right leg out with the letter adressed to 'Sophie' attached to his leg he waited for it to be untied. If he had to stand too long on his left leg he'd topple over in a heap and possibly break something.
SPOILER!!: Secret Santa Letter
Dear, Sophie Brown
You are awesome. Why even say more. You are just that awesome. Don't let anyone else tell you differently, including me. You are the Head Girl and an amazing person. You are a Seventh Year so that means you have survived six years so far at this place. Which is an amazing feat. Since this is Hogwarts, after all.
From,
Your Awesome Secret Santa
...Oh? Her Secret Santa letter? Soph gave the owl an apprehensive smile before accepting the letter from it, then cautiously opened the envelope. Honestly, she was a little nervous about this because... more and more it felt like her peers were disliking her more and more as time went on, so she was anticipating this opportunity for someone to be "anonymous" to... turn out quite badly.
Interestingly enough, it wasn't COMPLETELY bad... but Merlin, what was with the person telling her to not let them tell her she wasn't awesome? Wasn't that... kind of... a weird sort of insult? Weren't they implying that they WOULD normally tell her she wasn't awesome, but they were just being nice and encouraging now because they were supposed to?
Well. Ahem. That was... kind of... nice. Of them. To... not completely insult her, she guessed. Still, the slight deflation of the letter must've shown in her expression, and Soph took her wand and vanished the letter on the spot.
She didn't need to keep it.
Text Cut: Culloden!
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Originally Posted by StarShine
Yes, he knew he was impossible, thank you very much.
Cosgrach merely BEAMED at Sophie as if she had complimented him. "Thanks!" he even exclaimed, right before one mature Norah happened and suggested tinsel. WHY NOT? Now that they had a tree, they could all add the things they liked and it would be the BEST TREE EVER because THEY were the BEST TEAM EVER.
Heh.
"Let's do it!" he exclaimed energetically, and brought out his wand as he still deliberately stood between Sophie and Zander. Hehehehe. With Norah between them from the other way around, it was impossible for them to hold hands right now. He was so clever!
"So, tinsel we sa -" NEVER MIND, Sophie and Zander had letters! "What do they say?" The way he looked, he was clearly ready to snatch the letters if they didn't tell him; because they were all past the 'privacy' stages of their relationship.
She had vanished her letter just as Culloden asked what it said, and Soph forced a smile, offered a shrug, and dug her hands into her pockets. "Nothing." Irrelevant, really, but she did look over at Zander to see if he was going to talk about his letter--
Text Cut: MISTLETOE AND NORAH
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On the branch of one of the big Christmas trees just over the heads of students and staffers a mistletoe sprouts root silently. If you happen to stand under it with a peer don't forget that it's custom to kiss. It seems like the Christmas glittery snow caused another wonder to happen. The question is are you daring enough to kiss someone, even if its someone you don't really know well under a mistletoe?
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OH YEAH. TOTALLY on board with the tinsel thing. Well, Zander didn't seem too excited about all the glittery-ness that was going to happen, but she'd already deemed him a hopeless case on that front, so it still counted. With a big grin, Norah picked up a pile of tinsel and held it in their direction. "C'mon c'mon c'mon. Let's GO!" The tree weren't just gonna decorate itself, y'know. She looked expectantly at all three of them, elevated slightly onto the toes of her bunny slippers just in case they weren't taking her seriously yet.
A moment later, though, all the tinsel was dropped on Zander's feet (they could use some sparkle, okay?) on account of something EVEN MORE exciting coming along. She turned quickly to pick up the letter, opening the envelope with a wonderful ripping noise which she never usually let herself make because ripping paper was just mean. Those had been trees too, at one point. Professor Culloden was far too interested in Sophie and Zander's letters, so she leaned over her own aaaaaaall secretively even though it barely said anything at all. That'd show him. She was interesting TOO. Even if she couldn't tell who'd written the letter. Norah read the letter through nearly three times before losing interest and letting her eyes wander to one of the big christmas trees overhead. Was that MISTLETOE? She took an instinctive step away from it, so she was in front of Culloden now. Um. Alert? ALERT? There was a tradition that need to be fulfilled here and there was a 0% chance that she was going to be the one fulfilling it in this case. Nope. Nuh uh. That was Zander and Sophie's job, at least today. The only problem was Culloden was standing in such a bad place that it was almost like he'd done it on purpose.
She looked from the 'head couple' to Culloden and to the mistletoe before coming to a decision and stepping forward so she and the Professor were right next to each other. Distraction time. Oh yeah. Before he could move, she gave her hand a big smooch and reached up to plant her palm right on Culloden's nose. "Happy Christmas!" Norah wasn't entirely sure if it was to distract him enough for Zander and Sophie to do what they had to do, or because she was afraid he'd curse her ears into turnips, but a second later she was running to the other side of their tree. "Don't ya want to see what's in MY letter? It's got all the best secrets in there." She poked her head out from behind the branches and gave him a big smile. Innocent. Tooooooootally innocent.
Soph caught Norah's eye and gave her a quizzical look, but followed her gaze upward... to MISTLETOE.
MISTLETOE.
Grinning deviously at Norah, Soph shot a look over at Zander to see if he noticed, and the moment the Hufflepuff prefect KISSED HER HAND AND PRESSED IT TO CULLODEN'S NOSE - SWEET MERLIN - Soph ducked behind Culloden and tried to steal a quick kiss from Zander. COME ON, HEAD BOY, MISTLETOE TIME.
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Yes, he knew he was impossible, thank you very much.
Cosgrach merely BEAMED at Sophie as if she had complimented him. "Thanks!" he even exclaimed, right before one mature Norah happened and suggested tinsel. WHY NOT? Now that they had a tree, they could all add the things they liked and it would be the BEST TREE EVER because THEY were the BEST TEAM EVER.
Heh.
"Let's do it!" he exclaimed energetically, and brought out his wand as he still deliberately stood between Sophie and Zander. Hehehehe. With Norah between them from the other way around, it was impossible for them to hold hands right now. He was so clever!
"So, tinsel we sa -" NEVER MIND, Sophie and Zander had letters! "What do they say?" The way he looked, he was clearly ready to snatch the letters if they didn't tell him; because they were all past the 'privacy' stages of their relationship.
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OH YEAH. TOTALLY on board with the tinsel thing. Well, Zander didn't seem too excited about all the glittery-ness that was going to happen, but she'd already deemed him a hopeless case on that front, so it still counted. With a big grin, Norah picked up a pile of tinsel and held it in their direction. "C'mon c'mon c'mon. Let's GO!" The tree weren't just gonna decorate itself, y'know. She looked expectantly at all three of them, elevated slightly onto the toes of her bunny slippers just in case they weren't taking her seriously yet.
A moment later, though, all the tinsel was dropped on Zander's feet (they could use some sparkle, okay?) on account of something EVEN MORE exciting coming along. She turned quickly to pick up the letter, opening the envelope with a wonderful ripping noise which she never usually let herself make because ripping paper was just mean. Those had been trees too, at one point. Professor Culloden was far too interested in Sophie and Zander's letters, so she leaned over her own aaaaaaall secretively even though it barely said anything at all. That'd show him. She was interesting TOO. Even if she couldn't tell who'd written the letter. Norah read the letter through nearly three times before losing interest and letting her eyes wander to one of the big christmas trees overhead. Was that MISTLETOE? She took an instinctive step away from it, so she was in front of Culloden now. Um. Alert? ALERT? There was a tradition that need to be fulfilled here and there was a 0% chance that she was going to be the one fulfilling it in this case. Nope. Nuh uh. That was Zander and Sophie's job, at least today. The only problem was Culloden was standing in such a bad place that it was almost like he'd done it on purpose.
She looked from the 'head couple' to Culloden and to the mistletoe before coming to a decision and stepping forward so she and the Professor were right next to each other. Distraction time. Oh yeah. Before he could move, she gave her hand a big smooch and reached up to plant her palm right on Culloden's nose. "Happy Christmas!" Norah wasn't entirely sure if it was to distract him enough for Zander and Sophie to do what they had to do, or because she was afraid he'd curse her ears into turnips, but a second later she was running to the other side of their tree. "Don't ya want to see what's in MY letter? It's got all the best secrets in there." She poked her head out from behind the branches and gave him a big smile. Innocent. Tooooooootally innocent.
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The funny thing was that Sophie Brown didn't even MIND that Culloden was separating her and Zander, nor that Norah had joined them. It was CHRISTMAS and they were among friends and people they loved, so what did it matter? Soph and Zander could spend time being cute any time, basically, but at least they were getting to still spend time TOGETHER. She hadn't gone home from Christmas, so it could've been worse - Zander could've stayed behind while she DID go home. Them being separated by Culloden while still decorating a tree together was way better than being miles and miles apart.
As they neared their tree, Soph smiled at it in all its glory, surveying it up and down - and when she looked down, she noted a few of the names on the nearby presents, some for her friends, some for acquaintances...
And one with her name on it.
Curiously, Soph picked it up and read the label - from... Rooney? She looked around the room for the boy, her shiny eyes landing on him a few trees over, and she opened her mouth to get his attention with a grin, when--
...Oh? Her Secret Santa letter? Soph gave the owl an apprehensive smile before accepting the letter from it, then cautiously opened the envelope. Honestly, she was a little nervous about this because... more and more it felt like her peers were disliking her more and more as time went on, so she was anticipating this opportunity for someone to be "anonymous" to... turn out quite badly.
Interestingly enough, it wasn't COMPLETELY bad... but Merlin, what was with the person telling her to not let them tell her she wasn't awesome? Wasn't that... kind of... a weird sort of insult? Weren't they implying that they WOULD normally tell her she wasn't awesome, but they were just being nice and encouraging now because they were supposed to?
Well. Ahem. That was... kind of... nice. Of them. To... not completely insult her, she guessed. Still, the slight deflation of the letter must've shown in her expression, and Soph took her wand and vanished the letter on the spot.
She didn't need to keep it.
She had vanished her letter just as Culloden asked what it said, and Soph forced a smile, offered a shrug, and dug her hands into her pockets. "Nothing." Irrelevant, really, but she did look over at Zander to see if he was going to talk about his letter--
Text Cut: MISTLETOE AND NORAH
Soph caught Norah's eye and gave her a quizzical look, but followed her gaze upward... to MISTLETOE.
MISTLETOE.
Grinning deviously at Norah, Soph shot a look over at Zander to see if he noticed, and the moment the Hufflepuff prefect KISSED HER HAND AND PRESSED IT TO CULLODEN'S NOSE - SWEET MERLIN - Soph ducked behind Culloden and tried to steal a quick kiss from Zander. COME ON, HEAD BOY, MISTLETOE TIME.
Well he supposed it could’ve been worse.
Except was he really spending his Christmas decorating a tree with his Potions Professor? Unlike Sophie Brown, Zander Adair did not enjoy spending time with his Professors outside of class, thank you very much. Especially not Professor Culloden who seemed to have some sort of vendetta against him. Definitely not how Zander imagined the day going.
But he’d have to make it work. Because there’s no way he was going to be grumpy on Christmas. It was CHRISTMAS after all. But still. Really Professor? Of all the times you choose to get in the way, now has to be one of them?
He did notice the owl swooping by though. He watched as Sophie Brown opened her letter… And then vanished it? He attempted to give her a questioning look, but it was probably blocked by Professor Culloden’s large body. COULD HE NOT STAND IN THE WAY? Thanks.
And okay, could they talk about his shoes for a minute? There were sparkles all over his feet. Merlin, the things he stood for when it came to Sophie Brown. She better be appreciative, okay? He didn’t just let his feet get bedazzled and hang out with a Professor for just anyone, okay? This was what the spirit of Christmas was all about. And y’know what? You’re welcome. He’d better be getting an extra good snog for this later, sweet Merlin.
Wait. He took it back.
Bless Norah Kittridge and her Hufflepuff soul.
She had created the perfect distraction for the mistletoe. Which only meant one thing, IT REALLY WAS A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE!!! And here he was thinking Professor Culloden would be keeping them apart the entire evening. Ha. Man. Norah was great. He could just about kiss her for being so fantastic. Except he wasn’t going to kiss Norah, no offense or anything, he was going to kiss his GIRLFRIEND.
And they couldn’t even get in trouble for it, right? Because there was a mistletoe and not doing anything about it would be a shame. MAN, ZANDER LOVED CHRISTMAS.
HEH.
So of course he took the opportunity to duck his head behind Culloden as well so that he could actually KISS his GIRLFRIEND aka HEAD GIRL aka SOPHIE BROWN.
Yes, what a fine Christmas it was. Even though he had to hang out with a Professor.
What a time to be alive. Mistletoes rock. And so do kisses. Leaning forward, he quickly kissed Soph so that Culloden wouldn’t have a chance to yell at him beforehand. Then slowly drawing away, he grinned from ear-to-ear, ”Merry Christmas,” And now he was properly feeling spirited enough to decorate this tree.
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So he had been right that it had meant bless you and that she hadn’t been cursing him. Good to know~ “Ah ok! Thanks then “ he laughed before he coughed again. And he just nodded his head as she encouraged him about his height training.
A firebolt supreme? “ARE YOU RICH OR SOMETHING?!” He shouted , causing his throat to hurt and he rubbed his neck but he kept eyeing the broomstick. “Huh what?” he looked back at Ilia and bit his lower lip. Should he do that? “The last time I was on a broom I fell from a great height…” though that wasn’t how his fear started. He had been afraid of heights even before he sat on that broom. Luckily his father had helped him when he had fallen. “Ok! Let’s do it” was he signing his death contract right now or?
“Ah…. Sorry I don’t think I can help when its about family stuff…” he didn’t want to come in between something like that but he didn’t like it that she looked so down. “Well then, I can be a great distraction. I mean, not only am I good to look at but I’m also really funny” LOOOOL . He grinned at her and then…..she was….stepping closer. HAD SHE SEEN THE MISTLETOE?! Why was she getting closer…and closer…oh gosh he could see her eyelashes! THAT WAS REALLY CLOSE. His face reddened and he held his breath. Was she going to kiss him?! Here? NOW?!
What should he do? He hadn’t kissed before how did one even do that? Was he supposed to close his eyes? Open his mouth? WHAT?! As the Slytherin leaned in closer, Yoongi’s eyes widened and then….A hand was gently covered over his mouth and she kissed the back of it. And then she leaned away. Still staring at one point, the Gryffindor shook his head when he heard her voice again. “d-decorating what?” he stuttered and looked at the tree. “OH! Oh yeah..yeah let’s do that”
Wait, she had put his hand over his mouth but he was sick! “Wait! Here!” he pulled out a sheet from his Undetectable Extension Charmed pockets and ripped them off before giving it to her. “Its…actually a facial sheet mask but… you can clean your hands on it… because..you know…I’m sick and I don’t want you to get sick as well and…” He cleared his throat and turned to the tree with a bright blush on his face.
Ilia chuckled a little as he said thank you and laughed. A small frown touched her rosy lips as he coughed though. Poor thing....She didn't really know what to say for a cough....just sneezing. She wondered why that was so.
When he shouted, she startled a little but kept an eye on him. "I guess that depends on your definition." She was honestly being a humble child and trying not to be smug. Her family was old, large, and well to do. The girl certainly wasn't poor. "Well, I promise not to drop you and we can fly low to start you off." She definitely wasn't going to go soaring a hundred feet in the air when she saw how the boy felt even just floating up to his seat in Astronomy class......Lets do it? So he agreed, that was a step in the right direction at least.
She was glad that he didn't want to pry into her family business and had to laugh when he praised himself as a distraction. "You do seem to make me laugh and you are pretty." She chuckled. Yes, she called him pretty. He was a pretty boy, she recalled him with a bag of Madame Primpernelle's toiletries the day that she met him at the ice cream parlor.
Her last minute decision to friend / hand kiss him , still seemed to render him speechless. She was beginning to think that he was joking and had simply felt awkward under the mistletoe. Oops. Well he was back on board with decorating at least.
He asked her to stop and wait........to give her a sanitizing tissue. Interesting. She knew that he was sick, which is another reason that she opted to put her hand over his mouth to kiss him. She accepted the tissue though and wiped her hand off. "Thank you."
Mounting her broom, she took some decorations out of the box and nodded at him. She was ready to do this thing.
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That sounded interesting. Somewhat like the move her family was having. It had to be. "I bet it's really different then America, huh?" Paulina seemed to really like where she lived though so that was a good thing. "Right now America but we're moving soon." When exactly she didn't know anymore.
"Great!" Now that they were both ready to get started Hady knelt down and began helping the older girl remove some of the ornaments from the box. "We'll have to levitate the ones we can't reach up onto the higher branches?" The fourth year tipped her head back looking up at the tree. There was noway either of them would be able to reach those branches up top. It was just to high for either of them.
Paulina could tell that Hady was interesting in Japan; she couldn't blame her because who WOULDN'T be? "Yes, it's a lot different, but I love Japan." She was even fluent in the language, but then it would be a little hard to live there if she didn't understand it. Paulina could never understood how people could live in a country and never learn the language. "Where in America do you live? Where are you moving to?" She wondered if Hady was from the same area that she was.
Getting started on the tree made Paulina feel that Christmas was really taking off. It just wouldn't be the same without a Christmas tree. "I think that's a good idea," she said in response to the question about levitation. "We will definitely need it to put the star on top." For now, however, she would be content with placing ornaments upon the shorter branches.
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Paulina could tell that Hady was interesting in Japan; she couldn't blame her because who WOULDN'T be? "Yes, it's a lot different, but I love Japan." She was even fluent in the language, but then it would be a little hard to live there if she didn't understand it. Paulina could never understood how people could live in a country and never learn the language. "Where in America do you live? Where are you moving to?" She wondered if Hady was from the same area that she was.
Getting started on the tree made Paulina feel that Christmas was really taking off. It just wouldn't be the same without a Christmas tree. "I think that's a good idea," she said in response to the question about levitation. "We will definitely need it to put the star on top." For now, however, she would be content with placing ornaments upon the shorter branches.
"That's really cool. Do you speak the language then too?" Hady figured she probably did or at least was learning to speak it. Living there one should know how to communicate. "I live in New York, Long Island specifically," she replied with a light smile. She was really going to miss living there when they moved. "We're moving to London." A BIG big change.
The snakette nodded in agreement. "Yeah we sure will. There's noway I can reach that high." Laughing she began removing some ornaments and carefully placed them around the tree on the lower branches. It was starting to look really nice.
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