It was a good job that Sophie had come to help him when she did, otherwise Theo would be a sandy heap laying in the corner of the room by now. He didn't even mind the hug-thing they had going on over this tree. It was all good when being saved from a hurricane. He wasn't paying MUCH attention to the Ravenclaw that blew into Sophie either. He was not going to let her go, no matter what.

And at LAST, the professor stopped the madness, and Theo let go of the tree (and Sophie), and fell into the sand head first.

"Ow." He mumbled. But it could've been worse, he kept telling himself.

PRIORITIES FIRST, where was his WAND?

The boy brushed the sand off of his clothes, but it was still covering his face and hair, turning it into a rather ugly dirty blonde color. WAND? Theo stumbled over to where Professor Bellaire was. A gold star for effort?

But first....

"I lost my wand, professor!" Wibble. He did notice West, stone dry without a speckle of sand on him, so he frowned. Was he hiding under the hut, or was he just REALLY good at this charm?

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OHWOAH, NIGE-MAN'S ARM.
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