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Old 06-05-2015, 02:27 PM   #18 (permalink)
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt
Slytherin
Fifth Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Yoji Christopher Reed
Ravenclaw
First Year

Ministry RPG Name:
Mordred Alexander Mordaunt
Ecological Protection

Ministry RPG Name:
River Scott Reed
Minister's Office
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He felt ridiculous and afraid at the same time to be honest. He’s been sharing the same common room and dorm room with Cutty for the past three terms, and though he seemed to be misunderstood by many, Ethan never considered him as a threat. He always knew that he and Cutty shared something. That something though, was elusive as ever, but somehow, he has been blinded by it, and ridiculously built trust around it.

Maybe being paranoid isn’t so bad after all. Maybe the world isn’t just full of teddy bears then.

Ethan’s throat began to feel dry as more thoughts crippled his once logical brain with fear, and continued to eye the two Snakes before him. For the record, he had never seen Brooklyn that quiet and still before. Ethan was sure that she’d be an easy victim IF she wasn’t aware of the tainted drink.

The seventeen year old jolted as soon as Cutty stood up, shouted, and bent over to look at...his ankle? Ethan already had his wand in his hand just in case Cutty decided to elevate and push the possibilities of the potion further.

And spiders? What spiders? WHY THE HELL ARE THERE SPIDERS??! “CUTHBERT! Spiders aren’t...” part of the plan! Ethan’s voice shook. He couldn’t get himself to continue because the picture of cobwebs that adorned the portraits back at the first floor came to mind, as well as the young face of Gregoire Bastion. Poor lad was mauled and died because of one mother acromantula when he tried to get rid of it.

No...no this can’t be. “I...I can’t think...straight anymore...” he thought to himself as he placed his palm on his forehead.

There must be something he CAN do...

Wait...the effects of the potion should be wearing off by now, yes?
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