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| so glad that you did :D astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf The purple-ish hue to the sky was not missed on the Slytherin, though he hardly considered in anything menacing or otherwise something to be paranoid about. In fact, it made him all the more eager to check on things. Raleigh scattering was perfectly common and actually prime conditions for certain procedures he had keen VERY keen on trying out ... only as he thought about things, this hue did tend to happen at sunset which was...not right now... Quote:
Originally Posted by Mell When the Headmaster had pitched this idea back in the Common room, Drew had not been keen on the idea which was why he had kept quiet about the whole thing during the little gathering. But that is not to say that he was rather curious on how this little friendly competition was going to go and of course the chance to heckle a few people was too good an opportunity to turn down.
He stood just a little away from the rest of the crowd so that no one could try and rope him into doing this activity and while he had noted the strange colour of the sky, it was not nearly as interesting as what the Slytherin guy was doing.
Drew glanced at the crowd of people for a brief moment before turning on his heel and going after the seventh year. He waited till he was right behind him before he spoke. "You know, someone might think that you were up to...something." ...but his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps thanks to the crunch of the grass. Of course the voice was the final nail in the perpetual coffin, so to speak. "I am," says coolly. He often found that the fact that he was so bluntly honest threw people. Sometimes to the point that they thought he was playing them. People were curious like that.
Pivoting around, he turned to see just who it was that was stalking following him and found himself looking at an unfamiliar Gryffindor. Only there was something familiar about him but from description alone. This must be the bloke his little sister couldn't shut up being so...giggly over.
"So what of it?"
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