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StarShine · 11-04-2013, 08:37 PM

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Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah

Cutty had headed up to the kitchens area in search of Fern Quimbley. He needed her help with something and he was willing to bet he could seduce it out of her, if the things said in the Aparecium were still in fact solid. "Quimbley?" He called out in case she was still in her little badger barrel house. "Qui...MB!" He stumbled over an object. Looking down her could see a little plastic snake. Omg! OMG! OMG!! A pranking object...for FREE! He poked it a little with his wand checking it out first then stuck it into his robes for safe keeping.

Forrest was truly, truly! determined to study this time.

Truly.

So truly that he had stuffed his bag to the point of exploding it with books and was on his way to the library (he was sure he got SHORTER FOREVER due to weight). His parents might be muggles, but they still understood the words like 'poor' and 'troll', and he was clearly awful in lying.

So. Truly studying it was. And nothing, I say NOTHING, was going to stop him. He emerged from the Hufflepuff entrance, but stopped only after half a step.

Cutty was... had just... pocketed an object there. Standing in front of THEIR common room. So it was probably something of a Hufflepuff. Forrest stared at him for a dreadful moment--should he confront him or not?!?!?!--but he wasn't a Gryffindor for a reason. He was going to ignore it, of course. How could he confront him, anyway? They were alone, Cutty was a Slytherin and Forrest was hindered by a heavy bag. Even a Gryffindor wouldn't be so brave about it, let alone Forrest Charlton!

So... "If you're looking for her," he looked disgusted and hurt, "she's probably being jealous over someone and obsessed about love." Ideas Forrest didn't approve of, at all.

11-04-2013, 08:37 PM	#39 (permalink)
StarShine DoM Kappa Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Cell culture hood Posts: 13,005 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6	¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Quote: Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah Cutty had headed up to the kitchens area in search of Fern Quimbley. He needed her help with something and he was willing to bet he could seduce it out of her, if the things said in the Aparecium were still in fact solid. "Quimbley?" He called out in case she was still in her little badger barrel house. "Qui...MB!" He stumbled over an object. Looking down her could see a little plastic snake. Omg! OMG! OMG!! A pranking object...for FREE! He poked it a little with his wand checking it out first then stuck it into his robes for safe keeping. Forrest was truly, truly! determined to study this time. Truly. So truly that he had stuffed his bag to the point of exploding it with books and was on his way to the library (he was sure he got SHORTER FOREVER due to weight). His parents might be muggles, but they still understood the words like 'poor' and 'troll', and he was clearly awful in lying. So. Truly studying it was. And nothing, I say NOTHING, was going to stop him. He emerged from the Hufflepuff entrance, but stopped only after half a step. Cutty was... had just... pocketed an object there. Standing in front of THEIR common room. So it was probably something of a Hufflepuff. Forrest stared at him for a dreadful moment--should he confront him or not?!?!?!--but he wasn't a Gryffindor for a reason. He was going to ignore it, of course. How could he confront him, anyway? They were alone, Cutty was a Slytherin and Forrest was hindered by a heavy bag. Even a Gryffindor wouldn't be so brave about it, let alone Forrest Charlton! So... *"If you're looking for her,"* he looked disgusted and hurt, "she's probably being jealous over someone and obsessed about love." Ideas Forrest didn't approve of, at all.