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Originally Posted by
theSpark_Inside 
"Braedennnnnnnnnn!" Charlie yelled as she ran towards the Gryffindor cub. "What are yo...Wah! Oooff!" The next thing Charlie knew she was on her back in a puddle of mud, having slipped in a slippery area.
Sitting up, Charlie looked around dazed. Well. That could have gone better. Char looked to Braeden, hoping he didn't see. Seeing as they hadn't seen each other in ages. That would be embarrassing.
"Braedennnnnnnnnn!" MERLIN'S SAGGY SOCKS!
With brown eyes wide as saucers, Braeden flailed about for a moment, completely startled at the sound of his name. Unable to keep his balance as he sat up far too quickly, the boy ended up falling back from the stone bench, landing on his back while his legs remained on the bench.
Ouch.
"
Aaarghh..."
As he rubbed the back of his head and pulled his legs down from the bench, Braeden looked around for the source of his earlier freak out. It was at that moment that he spotted a short girl with bright, almost-white, short blonde hair. His eyes nearly fell from their sockets.
"
Charlie?" he asked disbelievingly, scrambling up to his feet and wiping the dirt off his uniform for a brief second before rushing over to the girl and taking her arm, helping her up to her feet.
But of course.
Of course they would reunite in the clumsiest of ways humanly possible: with her in a puddle of mud, and him slipping from his bench to the floor. Of course.