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Every September 1st, the first years arrive at Hogwarts by boats that carry them across the Great Lake to the Boathouse. Apart from the entrance from the Lake through the long tunnel underneath the castle, this underground harbour can also be reached from the Boathouse Steps which leads down the side of the cliff on which the castle sits and from the path leading down from the paved courtyard.
The Boathouse store the boats for the arriving first years and departing seventh years but with permission from Mr. Baldvinsson, you may be permitted to use one of the boats for an afternoon or two. Life vests, oars, fishing tools, nets and everything else you might need are either hanging on hooks or nails on the wall or lying on the wooden bench.
Please put everything back in its proper place, should you move stuff around. The Groundskeeper will know if you haven’t.
SPOILER!!: my patient friends, owners of Gryffindor boys
Spells could work. They wouldn't come from Bel though. She was right smack bang in the average category for her age when it came to spellwork, even a slight head start the previous year having already done half of her second year back home hadn't helped much with that. Abra's logic about the boats was really good too: and on closer inspection Bel was pretty sure they'd hold just fine. The three of them, because yes she was absolutely including Abra, wouldn't have any trouble really.
"I haven't met Bartholomew Henry yet, but I reckon his name is bonza!"
But now it was question of permission. The boys clearly were inclined to just go ahead and assume they had it, but Bel quite needed to use the loo and didn't much like the idea of being out on a boat with her bladder growing increasingly more urgent with its needs, so she figured she'd just do the asking.
"Well I need to use the dunny, so I'll go run back to the castle," Bel declared shamelessly. Yes, up the cliff, she could run that no sweat, "And on my way back I'll just rock up and ask if we can take her out, then we don't need to worry about him maybe throwing a wobbly if we don't ask."
Sounded good? She looked between the two of them expectantly.
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Originally Posted by Felixir
SPOILER!!: lets pretend like you guys didn't have to be even more patient
The longer Abra stood still, the more he realised he really needed to figure out how to perfect his warming charms once and for all. He couldn't at all rely on just warm clothes, actually, as it turned out. It was also probably a good idea to stop being so proud and perhaps ask for someone older and wiser and skilled at charms to do the enchantments he needed so desperately, if he kept messing them up himself.
Distracted as he was by the cold, Abra had let his mind wander perhaps a little too long. He tuned back into the conversation just in time to catch the tail end of TAYO's comment: ... unless he is hiding and watching us right now.
It sent shivers up Abra's spine, visceral shivers quite unrelated to the cold and that were intense enough that he actually gave a little start of surprise and looked back behind him to see if there was anything actually there. No. Nothing. And, now he thought about it, Théo had only really been talking about the groundskeeper anyway.
While he collected himself, and before he could think enough to consider what Théo was proposing (and also take notice of the fact that it sounded more and more like HE was included in these plans too), Bel started talking, and... Abra was...
... lost. Very lost. It probably showed on his face too. Luckily, it was not the first time this had happened, so he knew perfectly well why he was suddenly having more trouble understanding her - unlike the early days of their friendship when for some time he had been afraid that he was starting to hear people talk gibberish when they actually weren't.
Abra nodded, because he did sort of get what the general gist of what Bel was proposing."Good plan." Possibly. Maybe? He didn't really pick up on the details at all, and - again - it probably showed.
"... You were just speaking Australian again, weren't you?"
Ok, Bel's idea was pretty good. He didn't understand half of what she was saying because what is a bonza. It sounded like a type of tree. Or was that something that sounded similar. And what was a dunny? That was the one Théo wanted to know more about since apparently there were some at this school.
So many questions.
"At least 75 percent Australian there"
He took a wide look around the boathouse again just to be sure if Professor Bald was around and no such luck so they were back to her idea.
"What's a dunny and yeah good plan. I dont think he will care but guess its better safe than sorry"
And since she had to use the dunny???? it all worked out.
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SPOILER!!: the patientests
Quote:
Originally Posted by Felixir
SPOILER!!: lets pretend like you guys didn't have to be even more patient
The longer Abra stood still, the more he realised he really needed to figure out how to perfect his warming charms once and for all. He couldn't at all rely on just warm clothes, actually, as it turned out. It was also probably a good idea to stop being so proud and perhaps ask for someone older and wiser and skilled at charms to do the enchantments he needed so desperately, if he kept messing them up himself.
Distracted as he was by the cold, Abra had let his mind wander perhaps a little too long. He tuned back into the conversation just in time to catch the tail end of TAYO's comment: ... unless he is hiding and watching us right now.
It sent shivers up Abra's spine, visceral shivers quite unrelated to the cold and that were intense enough that he actually gave a little start of surprise and looked back behind him to see if there was anything actually there. No. Nothing. And, now he thought about it, Théo had only really been talking about the groundskeeper anyway.
While he collected himself, and before he could think enough to consider what Théo was proposing (and also take notice of the fact that it sounded more and more like HE was included in these plans too), Bel started talking, and... Abra was...
... lost. Very lost. It probably showed on his face too. Luckily, it was not the first time this had happened, so he knew perfectly well why he was suddenly having more trouble understanding her - unlike the early days of their friendship when for some time he had been afraid that he was starting to hear people talk gibberish when they actually weren't.
Abra nodded, because he did sort of get what the general gist of what Bel was proposing."Good plan." Possibly. Maybe? He didn't really pick up on the details at all, and - again - it probably showed.
"... You were just speaking Australian again, weren't you?"
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Originally Posted by oh its Erik ok
SPOILER!!: Patient People Please
Ok, Bel's idea was pretty good. He didn't understand half of what she was saying because what is a bonza. It sounded like a type of tree. Or was that something that sounded similar. And what was a dunny? That was the one Théo wanted to know more about since apparently there were some at this school.
So many questions.
"At least 75 percent Australian there"
He took a wide look around the boathouse again just to be sure if Professor Bald was around and no such luck so they were back to her idea.
"What's a dunny and yeah good plan. I dont think he will care but guess its better safe than sorry"
And since she had to use the dunny???? it all worked out.
Oh wait what? Bel blinked comically and then her smile broke out over her face. Whoops. "Sorry. The dunny is the loo. The toilet?" She looked between the two boys. Nowww they were on her wavelength right? She thought about what she'd just said and then putting on an over the top English accent enunciated her vowels with as much posh pom as she could muster, "I need to use the BAAAAAAAHHHHthroom, so I sHAAAALL just go baAAAHck to the cAHHHHstle and on the way I sHAAAAALL show up and AHHHHHSK permission if we might take one of the boats out so that the groundskeeper does nOOOOT get upsEHHHt."
There. Zero percent Aussie. Ya welcome. Grrrriiiin.
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SO. Beau was ALLLLLLLLL for fun, right? And FUN meant not getting permission for doing things so he HADN'T gotten permission at all for this and was currently trying to set up one of the school boats to take OUT for the day. To avoid classes, of course. AND HOMEWORK. Ewwwwwwwwww homework.
He'd packed a few sandwiches in a box and shoved that FIRST into the boat he had claimed as his own -- sandwiches were obviously the most important thing to have with you when boating.
Maybe. Probably. Something like that.
What ELSE did he need?
"STICKS. I need BIIIIIIIIIIG sticks to whack people with and get wet in the water whooooooooosh." Where were they? How many did he need?
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