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Zannash · 01-01-2019, 06:07 AM

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Originally Posted by nicole black

“N-no.” Maxie said, unthinking. Had he been more himself, he might have tried to reassure the younger boy, but he was panic-stricken and pale and had very little in the way of kindness in him. Maxie swallowed audibly, his face wet with rain despite the poncho he’d hastily thrown on. There were no oars, no rudder.. not even a set of instructions to follow to get the boat moving, and had Maxie been calmer he might have wondered if this wasn’t - perhaps - a test.

But he was not calm. or thoughtful.

The twelve-year-old huddled in his seat, arms wrapped tight around his gangly legs. He stared hard at the other boy, expecting a word or.. something- anything to get them going, really. “Do you know how to... m-make this t-thing go?” Others had already moved on without help and he was beginning to worry they’d be stuck forever in this awful rain.

Except-
Except maybe if he got really and truly sick he’d be sent home and never have to go to hogwarts at all-

Maybe.

Okay, he was well aware it was a long shot but a boy could dream.

Mary stepped into the nearest boat. It contained two boys, both having fear-stricken wet faces. She had pulled the poncho on, covering up everything but her face and the hem of her robes, but she could still feel the rain running down her neck and underneath her shirt.

"Hello," she said quietly, though it was likely drowned out by the pounding rain. She huddled the pocket-sized kitten, Blue, under her robes. Blue looked like she was going to stay dry, which was a good thing, because Mary DID NOT want to deal with a wet cat.

01-01-2019, 06:07 AM	#5 (permalink)
Zannash DoM Fire Slug Join Date: Oct 2018 Posts: 163 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mary Muldoon First Year	inverted spacewalker ☄ quoth the Ravenclaw ☄ poptart torso & rainbow trail, nyan Quote: Originally Posted by nicole black “N-no.” Maxie said, unthinking. Had he been more himself, he might have tried to reassure the younger boy, but he was panic-stricken and pale and had very little in the way of kindness in him. Maxie swallowed audibly, his face wet with rain despite the poncho he’d hastily thrown on. There were no oars, no rudder.. not even a set of instructions to follow to get the boat moving, and had Maxie been calmer he might have wondered if this wasn’t - perhaps - a test. But he was not calm. or thoughtful. The twelve-year-old huddled in his seat, arms wrapped tight around his gangly legs. He stared hard at the other boy, expecting a word or.. something- anything to get them going, really. “Do you know how to... m-make this t-thing go?” Others had already moved on without help and he was beginning to worry they’d be stuck forever in this awful rain. Except- Except maybe if he got really and truly sick he’d be sent home and never have to go to hogwarts at all- Maybe. Okay, he was well aware it was a long shot but a boy could dream. Mary stepped into the nearest boat. It contained two boys, both having fear-stricken wet faces. She had pulled the poncho on, covering up everything but her face and the hem of her robes, but she could still feel the rain running down her neck and underneath her shirt. "Hello," she said quietly, though it was likely drowned out by the pounding rain. She huddled the pocket-sized kitten, Blue, under her robes. Blue looked like she was going to stay dry, which was a good thing, because Mary DID NOT want to deal with a wet cat. Last edited by Zannash; 01-01-2019 at 01:14 PM. Reason: I had the plot messed up