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natekka · 05-20-2015, 09:21 AM

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Originally Posted by Mell

It was his last year at Hogwarts and he had still yet conquered the Whomping Willow. He had managed to duck and wave its branches over the years but he hadn't been able to actually ride its branches like he had wanted to.

Michael strolled casually by the tree trying to look for a weak spot just like he had done many times before. And just like before, he could not see anywhere that was weak on the tree. Maybe he was getting too old to climb trees anyway.

He had just circled around the tree and spotted a girl about his age standing in front of an easel. "Won't it be hard to paint the tree when it keeps moving?" He asked as he stepped beside her and gazed at the tree's flailing branches.

Painting took a lot of time and focus, but it always calmed her. Luckily, today was quite a warm day, so in no time at all, Clara had managed to get most of the tree's trunk down on the paper. That was a feet in itself as it was so detailed. Unfortunately, her focus couldn't last forever and it wasn't too long before her quiet and calm was interrupted by another student.

Hardly surprising, given the number of students in school.

Clara flicked her eyes in the direction of the stranger briefly but didn't recognise him. Turning her attention back to the tree, she answered him. "If it's not disturbed, it usually doesn't move too much." Sure, the branches would sway, as with any tree, but it was still enough to draw. "They were more still before you arrived," she added, not quite hinting anything, but also not not hinting anything.

05-20-2015, 09:21 AM	#15 (permalink)
natekka Crup Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Wales Posts: 17,096 Hogwarts RPG Name: Meinir Ellis Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora "Rory" Archer Hufflepuff Fourth Year	Little Fox \| ½ of Lauralie \| Ravenclaw...?? overthinks \| #HouseNATARINA Quote: Originally Posted by Mell It was his last year at Hogwarts and he had still yet conquered the Whomping Willow. He had managed to duck and wave its branches over the years but he hadn't been able to actually ride its branches like he had wanted to. Michael strolled casually by the tree trying to look for a weak spot just like he had done many times before. And just like before, he could not see anywhere that was weak on the tree. Maybe he was getting too old to climb trees anyway. He had just circled around the tree and spotted a girl about his age standing in front of an easel. "Won't it be hard to paint the tree when it keeps moving?" He asked as he stepped beside her and gazed at the tree's flailing branches. Painting took a lot of time and focus, but it always calmed her. Luckily, today was quite a warm day, so in no time at all, Clara had managed to get most of the tree's trunk down on the paper. That was a feet in itself as it was so detailed. Unfortunately, her focus couldn't last forever and it wasn't too long before her quiet and calm was interrupted by another student. Hardly surprising, given the number of students in school. Clara flicked her eyes in the direction of the stranger briefly but didn't recognise him. Turning her attention back to the tree, she answered him. "If it's not disturbed, it usually doesn't move too much." Sure, the branches would sway, as with any tree, but it was still enough to draw. "They were more still before you arrived," she added, not quite hinting anything, but also not not hinting anything. __________________