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Cinn-O-Bun · 01-19-2009, 08:56 PM

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Originally Posted by Aomidori

Matilda hated to think what would happen to the people stationed behind her. She hated to think what would happen to the people in front of her as well. “You should…” she said, raising an arm to protect her face from the canons of steaming potatoes, “…look in a mirror,” she gasped, “and perhaps you’ll find out!” unless the mirror shattered first.

Moments earlier, she had thought Hogwarts would be tolerable so long as there were food. And now it was being spoilt by an abomination that might as well spoil everything else. “You’re DEAD!” the first year screeched, picking up the fallen potato and threw it with the force of a catapult. The sight would have sent her grandmother to tears even in her grave.

The only thing Matilda hadn’t counted on was her off aim. Someone had been yelling, and Matilda had thought it was Kana. Her fingers left the potato and the laws of acceleration did not stop it from colliding with Issy.

“Fudge.”

Robert sat awhile listening to the few first years yell and throw stuff at each other, with his head in his hands. For the love of Merlin...I'm surrounded by bloody kids. He looked up when he heard a girl yelling at the first years and at that moment watched as a potato flew and his Issy dead on. Having enough of their antics Robert pushed up off the table and walked over toward the first year. Looking down at her his eyes flared, "Are you bleeding insane?!" He reached over and pushed her plate away from her and stared at the first year, "Come here, you're going to apologize to that girl and then you're going to sit over near the prefect since you obviously can't sit around people your age. I'm not about to lose points just because you're irritated at that other girl."

01-19-2009, 08:56 PM	#190 (permalink)
Cinn-O-Bun DIMC Mooncalf Join Date: Apr 2008 Location: Tejas Posts: 7,125 Hogwarts RPG Name: Royse Witkin Seventh Year x1 x3	sugary sweet Evil Pastry Lady Quote: Originally Posted by Aomidori Matilda hated to think what would happen to the people stationed behind her. She hated to think what would happen to the people in front of her as well. “You should…” she said, raising an arm to protect her face from the canons of steaming potatoes, “…look in a mirror,” she gasped, “and perhaps you’ll find out!” unless the mirror shattered first. Moments earlier, she had thought Hogwarts would be tolerable so long as there were food. And now it was being spoilt by an abomination that might as well spoil everything else. “You’re DEAD!” the first year screeched, picking up the fallen potato and threw it with the force of a catapult. The sight would have sent her grandmother to tears even in her grave. The only thing Matilda hadn’t counted on was her off aim. Someone had been yelling, and Matilda had thought it was Kana. Her fingers left the potato and the laws of acceleration did not stop it from colliding with Issy. “Fudge.” Robert sat awhile listening to the few first years yell and throw stuff at each other, with his head in his hands. For the love of Merlin...I'm surrounded by bloody kids. He looked up when he heard a girl yelling at the first years and at that moment watched as a potato flew and his Issy dead on. Having enough of their antics Robert pushed up off the table and walked over toward the first year. Looking down at her his eyes flared, "Are you bleeding insane?!" He reached over and pushed her plate away from her and stared at the first year, "Come here, you're going to apologize to that girl and then you're going to sit over near the prefect since you obviously can't sit around people your age. I'm not about to lose points just because you're irritated at that other girl."