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CruppieMom89 · 10-14-2020, 02:52 AM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

"Now, I will say," Williamson narrated as he picked up another icy snowball, "that these will hurt A LOT if you throw them at someone. So, uh, don't do that." Or they'd BOTH get in trouble with the Headmaster, and WWW didn't like talking to that grompy man any more than he had to.

He grinned at her eagerness. "Er, just, y'know, what I said." He liked throwing them at the wall, personally. It made his arm feel like it was getting a good stretch. "I mean, you could at least ASK if someone wanted to join in your snowball fight before pelting them in the back, for example. Oh, and it's usually frowned upon to aim for the head." Because faces were precious and brains were important, yada yada.

Ivy nodded as she continued making her special snowballs, trying to read between the lines of what Professor Williamson was telling her. So like, the snowballs hurt, so she shouldn’t throw them at people, but just don’t throw them at their head? Was he saying that she could or could not throw snowballs? Wait, throw them at their back... had he...? ”Heeeeey.... wait a minute.... did you... were you the one who hit me with the snowball, professor?” she asked in growing suspicion.

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Originally Posted by astrocat

Ashley was looking for a quiet spot to contemplate life. Here there were two people making snowballs. Not what she was looking for, but this was cool too. She watched them quietly for a little. "Cool snowballs. How do you make them? Oooh those look like they could sting," she noticed suddenly. She totally definitely totally didn't wanna get hit with one just to find out what it was like. Totally not. She didn't make many snowballs, because it didn't usually snow in Australia. Soooo... now she was interested.

Hearing someone approach, she instinctively made a move to hide her snowball collection for some reason, but it was just Ashley! Beaming up at her, eyes dancing with a mischievous glint, she greeted her friend. ”Hi Ashley! It’s easy! You just get some snow and pack it together in your hands until you have a ball,” she demonstrated. ”Professor Williamson showed me a charm to make them stay frozen, but he says those ones will hurt if I throw them at people and, well...”

Trailing off, she suddenly launched her freshly made snowball at her fellow first year and immediately started giggling.

10-14-2020, 02:52 AM	#11 (permalink)
CruppieMom89 Formerly: Dances_With_Potter DMAC Jobberknoll Join Date: Jan 2009 Posts: 4,153	Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl "Now, I will say," Williamson narrated as he picked up another icy snowball, "that these will hurt A LOT if you throw them at someone. So, uh, don't do that." Or they'd BOTH get in trouble with the Headmaster, and WWW didn't like talking to that grompy man any more than he had to. He grinned at her eagerness. "Er, just, y'know, what I said." He liked throwing them at the wall, personally. It made his arm feel like it was getting a good stretch. "I mean, you could at least ASK if someone wanted to join in your snowball fight before pelting them in the back, for example. Oh, and it's usually frowned upon to aim for the head." Because faces were precious and brains were important, yada yada. Ivy nodded as she continued making her special snowballs, trying to read between the lines of what Professor Williamson was telling her. So like, the snowballs hurt, so she shouldn’t throw them at people, but just don’t throw them at their head? Was he saying that she could or could not throw snowballs? Wait, throw them at their back... had he...? ”Heeeeey.... wait a minute.... did you... were you the one who hit me with the snowball, professor?” she asked in growing suspicion. Quote: Originally Posted by astrocat Ashley was looking for a quiet spot to contemplate life. Here there were two people making snowballs. Not what she was looking for, but this was cool too. She watched them quietly for a little. "Cool snowballs. How do you make them? Oooh those look like they could sting," she noticed suddenly. She totally definitely totally didn't wanna get hit with one just to find out what it was like. Totally not. She didn't make many snowballs, because it didn't usually snow in Australia. Soooo... now she was interested. Hearing someone approach, she instinctively made a move to hide her snowball collection for some reason, but it was just Ashley! Beaming up at her, eyes dancing with a mischievous glint, she greeted her friend. ”Hi Ashley! It’s easy! You just get some snow and pack it together in your hands until you have a ball,” she demonstrated. ”Professor Williamson showed me a charm to make them stay frozen, but he says those ones will hurt if I throw them at people and, well...” Trailing off, she suddenly launched her freshly made snowball at her fellow first year and immediately started giggling. __________________ It's the way you're smiling at me. It's in the way you hold my hand. It's the way I've watched you change me from a boy into a man. It's a million things about you, and I don't know what it is. I have never known a love like this.