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Bumblebee · 02-09-2014, 08:00 PM

SPOILER!!: Bevy

Silver felt strange. But not like she was getting sick or dying kind of strange. It was different.

Blink. Blink.

"Woah. Woah. Woah!" What the heck was going on? "Is that--" Silver tried crawling her way, away from the dragon. "Beverly! Run!" She tried swatting the dragon away. "Bevy!" Silver was going to crawl to victory! Or safety. Either one was fine.

Pretty much to everyone who was watching the young Gryffindor, she was crawling around the Tree house waving her hand in the air in swatting motion, while moving towards the exit.

02-09-2014, 08:00 PM	#306 (permalink)
Bumblebee DMLE Puffskein Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Night Court Posts: 1,194 Hogwarts RPG Name: Henrietta J. Han Slytherin Fourth Year Gryffindor	SPOILER!!: Bevy Quote: Originally Posted by Deezerz Staaaaaaaaaaare. Okay? Just like that. No bubbly response? Odd considering Silver was so bright and bouncy. Was she getting old too? Ergh! Not her friend. Why Merlin, WHY? Now she wasn't sure if she wanted Silver to call her by her full name. It wasn't Silver. At least the Gryffindor had been touched by her present. ~~INNER CACKLE~~. If only her friend knew what was in those cookies. Heh. Heh. Heeeh. What? Nooo! She wasn't supposed to cry and call her 'the first real friend' because she was Beverly's first real friend too and... SUDDEN URGE TO CRY, WHY? Blinking quickly, the third year shrugged like it was no big deal. "Thanks...you're cool too. Anyway, they're chocolate chip." With a hint of a charm. Beverly had been precise about her charming and daydreams. It consisted of three visions. The first, of course her favorite one, was where she stood on a hill near her home, Wayne Manor. All of a sudden a dragon swoops down below and whines at her to ride him. For most rational wizards that would be a sign to get the hell out of there and hope to live. Evidently not this witch. With eager eyes, the Snake watched her friend. How was she going to react to a dragon chasing her around? Silver felt strange. But not like she was getting sick or dying kind of strange. It was different. Blink. Blink. "Woah. Woah. Woah!" What the heck was going on? "Is that--" Silver tried crawling her way, away from the dragon. "Beverly! Run!" She tried swatting the dragon away. "Bevy!" Silver was going to crawl to victory! Or safety. Either one was fine. Pretty much to everyone who was watching the young Gryffindor, she was crawling around the Tree house waving her hand in the air in swatting motion, while moving towards the exit.