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Cassirin
He made faces at her before retrieving his books from where they'd smacked the wall behind them. Too violent. Too much force. Too... something. He'd concentrated too, but there was a trick to pulling back the object and catching it in the air, and Mo hadn't quite mastered the catching part of it, yet.
He banished his comforter across the room and squared off against it. Wand up. Wait... one of his team mates? Wand down, and Mo turned on Lex with a dark look. One of his lads was snogging the baby lion? Was that even ALLOWED? "Who? Aidan? Nigel? Benjy? Who was it? I'll Bludger you both if you don't tell me." There was zero sense in that sentence, but Mo failed to realize it.
So this was what having a little sister felt like, hmm? Mo didn't recommend it to anyone, and he rued the day he'd have to punch someone for looking crosswise at the youngest girls on his Quidditch team. And heaven forbid he ever grow up to have daughters.
"Carpe Retractum!" Mo flicked his wrist, and again the orange light flew from his wand toward the comforter. It snagged at the fabric and pulled, but it failed to really grab it. Again. "Carpe Retractum!" This time, it grabbed the comforter around the middle and flipped it through the air back towards Mo and Lex. He was ready to grab it this time, but when the folds of heavy fabric hit his face and arms, Mo was full engulfed by the whole blanket. Welp.
"You better believe I'm going to use this spell on you next." Muffled voice was cranky.
If Mo had been worried about hurting his books a minute ago it didn't show now. They were flying toward them and probably damaging people. Just not her because of her awesome Quidditch Reflexes that he had too or should have had. Those would remain right there until this was done unless he wanted to gather them up and put them back in the crate he'd brought.
She watched the comforter, waiting for him to cast on it too but then he was lowering his wand...? That wasn't how one went about casting spells. He knew thi--oh. Eh.
"You can't bludger me. I'd hex your face off before you could try." Said only half jokingly...half...it was kinda a joke...sorta, but merlin did she mean it.
"But I'll tell you anyway because you've asked so nicely." Sarcasm, mhm.
"It was Benjy, he wasn't half bad and we're not going around the castle snogging each other, in case you were wondering." Might as well clarify, Mo was getting worked up for nothing.
...Even more worked up it seemed after he was whacked in the head by his own comforter. Least it wasn't a sac of bricks? Positives.
Also, he was planning to cast on her next soooo....As quietly as she could she moved away until she was a good distance, immediately did the whipping motion (had to be quick before he removed the comforter) then,
"Carpe Retractum!!" The rope burst out from her wand rushing toward him and she began tugging. TUGGING, he wasn't exactly light you know.