09-16-2011, 09:08 AM
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| Acromantula
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Marcus Briody Cole Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Simone Stone Graduated
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| Napoleon of Crime - Gryffinclaw - ❄ Lunar Library Lurker ❄ - Owl Emissary - Pirate Auror Quote:
Originally Posted by fanficfanatict Selina laughed at his hair comments, "Well I guess we should just keep the hair color red for both of us and I can just go curly. Then we'd be a real set of raggedy Ann and Andy dolls." Her Mom had brought her a set of them home from her trip to America. Honestly, she thought that they smiled too much, but they were nice dolls. She liked them and she liked Ann's dress. Maybe if that was how she looked at the assignment she wouldn't be so offended that the red hair was the ridiculous hair color Mangus chose.
Then she plopped herself down in a seat and pulled Gideon down into the seat next to her. Without even waiting for a response she said, "Be still." With that she started to apply the paint to his face. It was just like one of her sketches. She drew the lines with precision and a sense of comfort. There was always something about art that made Selina concentrate. It was like she was moved to draw or paint from somewhere deep within herself.
For several minutes she applied the paint to his face until she was satisfied. She pulled away from him and said, "Done." Then she handed him a mirror and said, "What do you think? And its your turn." 'Sounds like a plan," Gideon agreed, tilting his head at the reference to the pair not sure what to make of it not all to familiar with the reference at least nowadays. He watched as Selina sat down, having no choice to follow as she pulled him down into the chair next to her. He almost laughed at her antics, but froze instead as he obeyed her request as she took hold of his face and the paints to go to work on painting his skin. The boy doing his best to not squirm in his seat. "Wow..." he said seeing the result in the mirror. "Ummm, yeah I guess it is," he added putting the mirror back down on the table. "Now bear in mind I'm not an artist so I dont know what'll happen," Gideon warned, taking up the paints and going to work. The fourth year eventually showing the results.
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When the professor demonstrated the spell, the woman's hair going into a new style then the curly red of the original clown look, Gideon watched carefully. Her later words and action made him realized that he was going to have to change his style too not just do one half of the spells she taught. "Here goes..." he mused thinking on the change. "Felintas..." he cast giving one tap to the top of his head, his curly hair becoming straight.
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