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sweetpinkpixie · 05-26-2017, 12:42 PM

Who knew one tablespoon of butter could cause so much damage.

Certainly not this Hufflepuff, that was for sure.

He hardly felt Etta's hand on his arm when it had all happened. YELPING in agony and being the one closest to the bowl, the second year naturally received the bulk of the explosion. Thankfully most of it had hit his chest and therefore his robes, so that did not hurt all that much. But there still was a fair amount that had traveled further north to his face, burning his cheeks and forehead. Thankfully his first instinct had been to close his eyes so THOSE were safe. Although his eyelid did burn a little - growing more intense by the second. Actually, everywhere the butter had struck him was burning more and more by the second...but his pain was muted by the sound of someone screaming.

His eyes were already burning from reaction tears to the scalding butter on his skin...but now TEARS were escaping his eyes because of how heavy his little 12-year-old Hufflepuff heart felt from GUILT and basically numbed him of all other feeling.

And then whatever hadn't broken from seeing Abey like that in the healing seminar broke and THEN some. He didn't even hear Etta's words...but he would have told her that she was wrong. That it wasn't okay. Liv was screaming in pain because of him. The professor was shouting and running around like a crazy person because of him. That other older Gryffindor girl was hurt too, because of him. Etta was hurt because of him. Stasya was under the table hiding...because of him.

And there he was. Frozen on the spot.

Squinting out of one eye, he saw his wand in his hand and quickly threw his wand down on the floor.. His FWOOPER feather core wand...the sort rumored to make their owners crazy. Secreting from the nose and the eyes, Derf tried to clear his face of everything...but really all he did was end up smearing tears, snot, and butter all around his face.

".....I-I'ms-s-s-sorry....I-I-Ididn'tmeanto...I-I-I...I'ms-s-sorry..."

Could he...just disappear now?

05-26-2017, 12:42 PM	#172 (permalink)
sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,560 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	.___________. astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Who knew one tablespoon of butter could cause so much damage. Certainly not this Hufflepuff, that was for sure. He hardly felt Etta's hand on his arm when it had all happened. YELPING in agony and being the one closest to the bowl, the second year naturally received the bulk of the explosion. Thankfully most of it had hit his chest and therefore his robes, so that did not hurt all that much. But there still was a fair amount that had traveled further north to his face, burning his cheeks and forehead. Thankfully his first instinct had been to close his eyes so THOSE were safe. Although his eyelid did burn a little - growing more intense by the second. Actually, everywhere the butter had struck him was burning more and more by the second...but his pain was muted by the sound of someone screaming. His eyes were already burning from reaction tears to the scalding butter on his skin...but now TEARS were escaping his eyes because of how heavy his little 12-year-old Hufflepuff heart felt from GUILT and basically numbed him of all other feeling. And then whatever hadn't broken from seeing Abey like that in the healing seminar broke and THEN some. He didn't even hear Etta's words...but he would have told her that she was wrong. That it wasn't okay. Liv was screaming in pain because of him. The professor was shouting and running around like a crazy person because of him. That other older Gryffindor girl was hurt too, because of him. Etta was hurt because of him. Stasya was under the table hiding...because of him. And there he was. Frozen on the spot. Squinting out of one eye, he saw his wand in his hand and quickly threw his wand down on the floor.. His FWOOPER feather core wand...the sort rumored to make their owners crazy. Secreting from the nose and the eyes, Derf tried to clear his face of everything...but really all he did was end up smearing tears, snot, and butter all around his face. ".....I-I'ms-s-s-sorry....I-I-Ididn'tmeanto...I-I-I...I'ms-s-sorry..." Could he...just disappear now? __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like