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SlytherinSistah · 02-10-2015, 08:57 AM

Text Cut: Whitty

"Pack." said the son of a portkey maker who'd be ushered around from continent to continent for more than half his life. Cutty had gotten good at that spell and had used it to great effect whenever he needed to make a quick getaway such as now. The class was moving to the great outdoors presumably. They were going to charm their dragons in front of Merlin and Hogwarts and the big, blue sky.

Cutty then gathered his things including his dragon. Catching up to Grayson, Cutty called to his friend and said the following terrible thing, "Yew've got a Chinese Fireball. I've got a Chinese Fireball. Maybe we could mate them and sell off the offspring." Eyebrows followed. Was this one of those times Cutty was being totally not serious? Let us hope so. Let us all hope so.

02-10-2015, 08:57 AM	#233 (permalink)
SlytherinSistah DoM Ramora Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Merlin Foresaken PST Posts: 5,432 Ministry RPG Name: Jasper Mitterbill Mysteries x9 x3	C.R.E.A.M \| Haitian Sensation \| Shark Patronus \| Your Huckleberry \| T's ClayBaby Text Cut: Whitty Quote: Originally Posted by hermionesclone Grayson scowled. He just wanted a dragon already, c'moooooon spell. Give him this chance! "Draconifors!" Nothing. "Draconifors!" Still nothing. This was getting ridiculous, you know. He even took a moment to look at his wand but OBVIOUSLY, the wand wasn't at fault here. No. It was all down to this spell and how he was executing it off. Probably. All his Potions spells worked out well enough so what was wrong with this one? HMMM???? They had to usher their dragon into their cages already? LOL what dragon? Stressed and panicking slightly, Grayson tried the spell out a couple more times. "Draconifors! Draconifors! Draconifors!" The last one seemed to have done the trick because, before he knew it, there was a burst of red flame that had him staring in awe at the sight in front of him. To be honest he even forgot where he was because he was so intent on staring at the flame. And then? THEN HE HAD A FREAKING CHINESE FIREBALL. Smiling wide, the boy bent down to take a closer look at it. MAN. How awesome was THIS? Ushering the creature into the cage didn't take nearly as long as it did to cast the actual spell. Maybe the dude was tired and wanted somewhere to rest. Shrug. Yeah. Yeah alright, he was gonna follow the others into the grounds but THIS WAS FREAKING BRILLIANT, MKAY? BEST. DAY. EVER. "*Pack." said the son of a portkey maker who'd be ushered around from continent to continent for more than half his life. Cutty had gotten good at that spell and had used it to great effect whenever he needed to make a quick getaway such as now. The class was moving to the great outdoors presumably. They were going to charm their dragons in front of Merlin and Hogwarts and the big, blue sky. Cutty then gathered his things including his dragon. Catching up to Grayson, Cutty called to his friend and said the following terrible thing, "Yew've got a Chinese Fireball. I've got a Chinese Fireball. Maybe we could mate them and sell off the offspring.*" Eyebrows followed. Was this one of those times Cutty was being totally not serious? Let us hope so. Let us all hope so. __________________