01-11-2016, 02:39 AM
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| Boggart
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| post 2, hi Robin XD ♥Dunkin | Pixie's Precious Pea | kpop goddess | sneaky sounder | forever slytherin♥ Quote:
Originally Posted by hayim Robin was right behind Jaemin going into the room, well, crouching into the room. Is this what it felt like to be tall? Huh, overrated. She glared at the boy who had just wrinkled his nose at her. His nose! What did she smell? She sulked
She had never felt the need to prove herself to anyone but herself before yet here this snake boy was..was insulting her! Quickly reading the instructions she gave Jaemin a stern look, but with a hint of a smug smile. If he wanted to push her consider her pushed. "Don't tell me you're afraid of heights?" she looked him over as she mentally went over the opening charm in her head. She had done it, what, twice now? Easy. "Alohomora"
She hoisted herself through, only struggling a little. Putting on her gloves and shoes she gave the boy a more sympathetic glance. "Even if you can't get hurt it's ok to be careful" she paused remembering his attitude towards her the last time she was nice. She looked ahead glumly "I heard Slytherin students were mean but I didn't believe them because,unlike you, I don't judge a person by their house"
Not looking back, she began to climb "I'm not afraid of heights. I just prefer to be closer to the floor. That's one of the reasons I'm so small." He was very sure his body had just decided to stay this way because it liked not being way up in the sky.
If the ceiling were higher, Jaemin might have had a problem getting through the trap door. But as it was... he managed to monkey himself on up, pulling himself through and sitting on the edge of it to look around the new room.
Flying boxes in the air, sticky shoes and gloves, students scaling the walls and whistling for the boxes like they were cruppies. This sure was a strange class... the boy stood and moved to where the shoes and things were set up, swapping his own shoes for the sticky ones. He pulled the gloves on after and pressed his palm against the wall.
When Robin said the thing about judging people by houses, the boy wrinkled his nose again. "Lots of people in the red house were throwing food at the feast. And then it rained. I had to go under the table and I didn't get to eat."
Ouuuh... sticky. He moved his hands up the wall and when they were high enough, put his feet on it as well. Spidermaaaaaaaaan. |
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