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Hogwarts RPG Name: Dhruv Vihaan Khanna Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarika Aarohi Curious Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Idris Ace Grunt Gryffindor Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Levi Nayan Singh-Phora Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Harvey Thunder Forsfelle Ravenclaw First Year
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| Prompt 9! ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄ SPOILER!!: The Narrator! Quote:
Originally Posted by The Narrator
The forest apparently had opinions about your robes. Whatever caught the hem did so with decisive certainty - how curious. When the fabric tore and you met the ground, the earth met you with unexpected kindness, as if it had prepared for the impact - again, how curious.
At your side, a low mat of green shifted with the passing breeze, stems weaving over and through one another in delicate and intricate patterns. The leaves were small but resolute, spreading wide despite their height, clinging to everything and showing off dainty pink and white flowers.
Somewhere just out of sight, a low huff of breath stirred the undergrowth, followed by the sound of hooves turning away.
Very curious indeed.
But Id had momentarily put that out of his mind as he went sprawling. He expected to expect a barrage of pain, especially to the abdomen and elbows but this wasn’t to be. Still staring at the plant, he fully became aware that only one of his elbows tingled with a dull ache. Maybe he hadn’t landed as hard as he had anticipated. In the end, the Gryffindor was just thankful that he wouldn’t be out with an injury for the rest of the activity. “How bad is it?” he asked unnecessarily as he sat up. He moved gingerly, double checking that he really had been hurt. “That bad, huh? We can ask Hermy!” His face brightened with a wide smile. “Will give me a chance to tease Jan about his girlfriend taking care of me since he’s not around. Not that you don't take care of me, Paully.” The sudden breeze caught his attention, as did the rustling of the greenery beside him. Idris looked down and had the pleasure to catch sight of lovely, interesting patterns that were being made in the process. The wind also stirred up the delicious aroma of freshly mown grass. It reminded him of home, both the previous and current homes. It also made him miss his mama. What he wouldn’t do for one of her warm hugs right now!
It was at that moment that he really took note of the colours he was seeing. Pink and white flowers! It was knotgrass indeed! Excellent! “Hmm, hear what?” So enamoured Id was with his find that he hadn’t paid attention to anything else. He now tilted his head up at the Hufflepuff questioningly. “Do you think it was an acromantula?” he asked somewhat nervously, peering this way and that. But he could see nothing. Still, Id wasn’t able to shake the nerves. Perhaps if he and Paul focused on the task at hand? “Help me harvest some knotgrass? Don’t forget your gloves.”
The sixth year reached for his own, and in the process, surveyed his fellow students… some of which were also encountering some chaotic moments including Mira and Diego. Surely Professor Cox would help? The man who, by the way, was absolutely correct about Id's enthusiasm not being dampened! |
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