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Luna Laufghudd · 01-10-2010, 04:53 PM

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Originally Posted by cedricdiggory

Cedric smiled back exultantly. "Haha.. glad to here that." Cedric said, gazing at Miranda with curiosity. She seemed nervous and all and he knew why. "You seem nervous. Don't worry, I know you'll do great." Cedric muttered, lowering his voice and tone a little bit so Miranda was the only one who could hear what he'd said. "I'm good, thanks. And France.. It was fantastic. It was so nice to be back home. Next time, I'll take you there." He winked at her. It would be great if he'll bring Miranda there, and he's sure that Miranda will enjoy France.

Miranda swallowed but still tried to keep her smile up even though she was starting to panic. But her teammate's words were gratefully accepted and she relaxed a little...but just a little. "Thanks, Ced. I really appreciate that."

But onto his trip! Miranda was pretty curious to hear how it had went. "It was?" she smiled big, and she could see how happy Cedric seemed just talking about it. "So what did you do there? Just being lazy?" At this she winked, but became serious for a second when she continued, "You'd better have been training some Quidditch while you were there. Hehe."

SPOILER!!: Mr. Potatoe Curlyhead!

Quote:

Originally Posted by noodles

What was this? Elbows in the ribs? Just totally, totally uncalled for. This Miranda girly sure had problems. Personality problems – yeah. They had gone from a light hearted conversation, to her hurling insults about, to this. Violence. Oliver turned his head and gave her a look, pain registering under the smirk as she jabbed her elbow hard into his ribs. “Can you not? Please?” He asked her. Girls. Annoying, yet strangely engaging, beings.

Muggle!? The expression on Oliver's face said it all about his thoughts on that matter. “No.” He replied flatly as if it was a very silly question indeed. “I'm Pureblood.” Through and through. “But my half-brother's into all that crap and I've seen a few of those....” What in the hell were they called? ...Urh... “Those gold disk things... on one of those picture boxes.” ...Well that was articulate. But it wasn't his fault - she was insisting on asking such stupid questions!

So now she was trying to be pleasant again. Merlin – imagine living with this one and her mood swings? “Kelpies are not friendly.” He said with humour in his voice. “You'd have to be stupid to go up to one and start talking to it.” pfft.. friendly. Was she really interested in his family? He wasn't entirely sure but just answering her mundane question seemed to be the safest way to go. “Six.” he replied. “Well... they're more kinda my half siblings. Five brothers and one sister.” He informed her. “You?” Did he care?

Naaaaah.

Not since she turned into crazy mood swing girl who just confused him anyway.

“I am fine.” he repeated once again, draining his glass of water.

Pout, pout.

_____________________

So from rib elbowing, they moved onto... this.

Aaaaaargh! She'd completely flipped. He DIDN'T like this AT ALL!. He turned his head to the side, trying to get away from the potato being rubbed there, his eyes closed and his hands flailing helplessly.

The poking was beginning to really hurt and he could tell he was going to be covered in lots of little finger sized bruises later on. APOLOGISE? She had to be kidding! “Me apologise!!?” He hissed. “You started this! You and your SPITTLE!” Aaaaagh! He began making helpless whimpering sounds as she proceeded to rub the remainder of the mashed potato in his hair and then continued with the poking.

Poke, poke, poke. He was tempted to put a finger in her eye.

He looked up at her, his eyes wide as she proceeded to lick her finger and stick it in his ear, along with a load of potato. “Waaah!” He cried, looking thoroughly disgusted. And now he had an ear full of potato gloop. His hearing went all weird like he was underwater.

“Please, get off me.” He whined. She was NUTS! Nuttier than a vat of peanut butter. He couldn't stand this anymore and got hold of her by her arms and rolled them both over. If she had been a boy, this was the point where he would have got a few punches in but... he didn't quite know what to do seeing as she was a girrrrrl. A horrible girrrrl.

So...

He sort of scrambled to his feet very ungracefully. But she was MAD if she thought that was it. OH NO. She was NOT going to get away with such an attack and a battering of him and his pride. Reaching over to the table, he picked up the first bowl of food he laid his hand on and proceeded to empty the contents on top of her. Peas. Hahahah! MUSHY GREEN PEAS. She looked like a man sized bogey. “YOU!” He pointed at her melodramatically. “You and I are no longer friends.” He began to back away only to slip in some potato and fall backwards onto his behind. “OW!”

He was SO regretting thinking that the Hufflepuffs were cool...

Her big round eyes stared at the boy, wondering what he was gonna do next. If there was need to, she'd be running of to the broomshed and picking up a BAT! But she seemed to have hit him in the right place because she could totally see his little stupid wall of obnoxious crumble a little. His question went unanswered as the huffie simply stopped and sat still, taking a hold of some grapes and shoved them into her mouth.

Why did he look weird now? Oooooh, was it the Muggle thing? "Oh. Well that's...nice." It wasn't like she had an opinion in that matter, she just had nothing else to say about it. "Oh cool, he must've seen alot of things then. Are you interested in the Muggle world?" He should be, it's fantastical! Gold disk and picture box? "Oh! You mean a DVD? On the television." Her smile was accompanied by eyebrows raised with expectation.

Her lower lip jutted out slightly at his explanation about Nessie. But she wouldn't start arguing about that - not with him anyways. He was strange.
Whoa, six siblings! How crazy was that, having to live with six people and Miranda thought her only big brother was annoying."Well...that must've been interesting, living with so many people." Was this a touchy subject for him? In all those silly soap operas her mother would watch, it was. There always seemed to be half people running around on those shows. Me? "I, uh...have one brother." Yes. Moving on!

He was fine. Allrighty. Even though he didn't quite look it. "Well if you freak out again, go do it...far away from this table. I hear there's a nice spot over by the lake." Hehe.

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Eeeek! That flailing hand almost suckerpunched in the face! She couldn't really see that well still, not only had the mashed potatoe gotten stuck in her eye, but her hair was wildly dishevelled over her face and there was probably more than just that vegetably crop in there.
Gah! It was times like these (not that she ever found herself in these situations...ever) that she'd wished she had longer fingernails. Mwahahaha! He was going to look like a punctured...erm...POTATOE! Or something.

"Yes, YOU!" How thick could he be, maybe that curly hair was making his brain not get enough oxygen. "ME!? You touched my cheek with that Nargle infested hand of yours! Who knows where you've had it!" And also because he insulted the house of Badger. But, no need to mention that again. She was starting to get tired and paused for a quick second, panting and running a hand across her eye to make the starchy substance go away.

Victoryyyy! Because seriously, who would keep fighting someone who had just given them a Wet Willy?
"Aplogize, and I might consider it!" She said loudly and proceeded to flick him on the nose. Haha!- Uh oh. Suddenly she was being held by her arms. She tried to struggle but they felt so tired with the poking and now she was rolling around. Dangit! Now he was ontop but before she could start flailing her arms and hopefully hit him somewhere, Oliver had scrambled off.

Miranda heaved herself to her elbows, breathing through what seemed to be just one nostril (because the other one was stuffed with mash). He seemed to be surrendering? Uh, not likely. Because the next moment, she had PEAS ALL OVER HER! "Uaarrgh!" PEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS! NOoooooooooo! Just for a moment, she was considering staying down and wait for someone to shovel her up to her room. But this boy...OOoooh THIS BOY WAS GOING TO GET IT!
"Friends!?" She shrieked, "We were NEVER FRIENDS You crazy curly headed twitchy little boy!" Her own eye was sort of twitching as she stood up and watched the boy back away a few steps, only to see him fall onto his butt. "Ahahaha!" Miranda laughed and doubled over. Oh, wait. Not Hufflepuff at all! She stopped, straightened up and walked briskly over to the boy. As she got closer, her one fot started to slide across the floor with all those peas thay lay like goo all over it. Uh oh.
"Aaaaaaah!" Ooohhh. She moaned as she noticed she was heading straight for him again. On her way over there, she turned to see a goblet of something and picked it up. Haha! She stopped skidding and poured whatever liquid was in there, over the boy. Turned out to be empty. Noooooooooo! She tossed the goblet away and instead just started flicking him on the nose again and wherever she found a spot.

"Your obnouxious comments and boyish weirdness wont help you now Ollie!" She moved to the right, but her foot got caught in his and she toppled over aswell, hitting the floor face down, one cheek landing on what seemed like a whole pea. Of for the love of Merlin.

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Originally Posted by Prefect Sarah :$

Commotion.She heard a commotion from the other end of the table.This wasn't on.No-one was going to be doing that sort of thing while she was there.Looking down towards the noise, Sarah could see a girl covered in peas.So covered she didn't recognise her.And a Slytherin boy on his backside.Oh great.Sliding her legs out from under the table, she patted Wesley on the shoulder. "I'll be back soon, just need to find out what's going on."

Marching down the other end, she stopped just in front of the boy on the floor, and began to glance between him and pea girl. "Care to tell me what you are doing down there? And why a Hufflepuff is covered in peas?" Staring at the girl it took Sarah several seconds to work out who it was... "Miranda?" Ohhh dear. And then a second glance. "Ryder?" Please don't tell me my boyfriend is involved...

Miranda felt someone hoover over here and was pretty sure it was CrazyCurls standing there, about to pour whatver food he had gotten his icky hands on. But she heard a voice, and if it wasn't for the cover of peas, everyone would've noticed she was blushing profusely now. Sarah... "H-hiiii, Saraaah..." She said in a little sing song voice, a mix between a squeak and whine. "What's up? Did...um, you enjoy the f-food? Heh..."

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Luna Laufghudd Mooncalf Join Date: Aug 2008 Posts: 6,692 Hogwarts RPG Name: Maya 'Fiera' Saylen Graduated x5	♪ Golden Badger ♥ clawdia & taylour ♥ Huffie Cappytain ♫ Quote: Originally Posted by cedricdiggory Cedric smiled back exultantly. "Haha.. glad to here that." Cedric said, gazing at Miranda with curiosity. She seemed nervous and all and he knew why. "You seem nervous. Don't worry, I know you'll do great." Cedric muttered, lowering his voice and tone a little bit so Miranda was the only one who could hear what he'd said. "I'm good, thanks. And France.. It was fantastic. It was so nice to be back home. Next time, I'll take you there." He winked at her. It would be great if he'll bring Miranda there, and he's sure that Miranda will enjoy France. Miranda swallowed but still tried to keep her smile up even though she was starting to panic. But her teammate's words were gratefully accepted and she relaxed a little...but just a little. "Thanks, Ced. I really appreciate that." But onto his trip! Miranda was pretty curious to hear how it had went. "It was?" she smiled big, and she could see how happy Cedric seemed just talking about it. "So what did you do there? Just being lazy?" At this she winked, but became serious for a second when she continued, "You'd better have been training some Quidditch while you were there. Hehe." SPOILER!!: Mr. Potatoe Curlyhead! Quote: Originally Posted by noodles What was this? Elbows in the ribs? Just totally, totally uncalled for. This Miranda girly sure had problems. Personality problems – yeah. They had gone from a light hearted conversation, to her hurling insults about, to this. Violence. Oliver turned his head and gave her a look, pain registering under the smirk as she jabbed her elbow hard into his ribs. “Can you not? Please?” He asked her. Girls. Annoying, yet strangely engaging, beings. Muggle!? The expression on Oliver's face said it all about his thoughts on that matter. “No.” He replied flatly as if it was a very silly question indeed. “I'm Pureblood.” Through and through. “But my half-brother's into all that crap and I've seen a few of those....” What in the hell were they called? ...Urh... “Those gold disk things... on one of those picture boxes.” ...Well that was articulate. But it wasn't his fault - she was insisting on asking such stupid questions! So now she was trying to be pleasant again. Merlin – imagine living with this one and her mood swings? “Kelpies are not friendly.” He said with humour in his voice. “You'd have to be stupid to go up to one and start talking to it.” pfft.. friendly. Was she really interested in his family? He wasn't entirely sure but just answering her mundane question seemed to be the safest way to go. “Six.” he replied. “Well... they're more kinda my half siblings. Five brothers and one sister.” He informed her. “You?” Did he care? Naaaaah. Not since she turned into crazy mood swing girl who just confused him anyway. “I am fine.” he repeated once again, draining his glass of water. Pout, pout. _____________________ So from rib elbowing, they moved onto... this. Aaaaaargh! She'd completely flipped. He DIDN'T like this AT ALL!. He turned his head to the side, trying to get away from the potato being rubbed there, his eyes closed and his hands flailing helplessly. The poking was beginning to really hurt and he could tell he was going to be covered in lots of little finger sized bruises later on. APOLOGISE? She had to be kidding! “Me apologise!!?” He hissed. “You started this! You and your SPITTLE!” Aaaaagh! He began making helpless whimpering sounds as she proceeded to rub the remainder of the mashed potato in his hair and then continued with the poking. Poke, poke, poke. He was tempted to put a finger in her eye. He looked up at her, his eyes wide as she proceeded to lick her finger and stick it in his ear, along with a load of potato. “Waaah!” He cried, looking thoroughly disgusted. And now he had an ear full of potato gloop. His hearing went all weird like he was underwater. “Please, get off me.” He whined. She was NUTS! Nuttier than a vat of peanut butter. He couldn't stand this anymore and got hold of her by her arms and rolled them both over. If she had been a boy, this was the point where he would have got a few punches in but... he didn't quite know what to do seeing as she was a girrrrrl. A horrible girrrrl. So... He sort of scrambled to his feet very ungracefully. But she was MAD if she thought that was it. OH NO. She was NOT going to get away with such an attack and a battering of him and his pride. Reaching over to the table, he picked up the first bowl of food he laid his hand on and proceeded to empty the contents on top of her. Peas. Hahahah! MUSHY GREEN PEAS. She looked like a man sized bogey. “YOU!” He pointed at her melodramatically. “You and I are no longer friends.” He began to back away only to slip in some potato and fall backwards onto his behind. “OW!” He was SO regretting thinking that the Hufflepuffs were cool... Her big round eyes stared at the boy, wondering what he was gonna do next. If there was need to, she'd be running of to the broomshed and picking up a BAT! But she seemed to have hit him in the right place because she could totally see his little stupid wall of obnoxious crumble a little. His question went unanswered as the huffie simply stopped and sat still, taking a hold of some grapes and shoved them into her mouth. Why did he look weird now? Oooooh, was it the Muggle thing? "Oh. Well that's...nice." It wasn't like she had an opinion in that matter, she just had nothing else to say about it. "Oh cool, he must've seen alot of things then. Are you interested in the Muggle world?" He should be, it's fantastical! Gold disk and picture box? "Oh! You mean a DVD? On the television." Her smile was accompanied by eyebrows raised with expectation. Her lower lip jutted out slightly at his explanation about Nessie. But she wouldn't start arguing about that - not with him anyways. He was strange. Whoa, six siblings! How crazy was that, having to live with six people and Miranda thought her only big brother was annoying."Well...that must've been interesting, living with so many people." Was this a touchy subject for him? In all those silly soap operas her mother would watch, it was. There always seemed to be half people running around on those shows. Me? "I, uh...have one brother." Yes. Moving on! He was fine. Allrighty. Even though he didn't quite look it. "Well if you freak out again, go do it...far away from this table. I hear there's a nice spot over by the lake." Hehe. ________________________ Eeeek! That flailing hand almost suckerpunched in the face! She couldn't really see that well still, not only had the mashed potatoe gotten stuck in her eye, but her hair was wildly dishevelled over her face and there was probably more than just that vegetably crop in there. Gah! It was times like these (not that she ever found herself in these situations...ever) that she'd wished she had longer fingernails. Mwahahaha! He was going to look like a punctured...erm...POTATOE! Or something. "Yes, YOU!" How thick could he be, maybe that curly hair was making his brain not get enough oxygen. "ME!? You touched my cheek with that Nargle infested hand of yours! Who knows where you've had it!" And also because he insulted the house of Badger. But, no need to mention that again. She was starting to get tired and paused for a quick second, panting and running a hand across her eye to make the starchy substance go away. Victoryyyy! Because seriously, who would keep fighting someone who had just given them a Wet Willy? *"Aplogize, and I might* consider it!"** She said loudly and proceeded to flick him on the nose. Haha!- Uh oh. Suddenly she was being held by her arms. She tried to struggle but they felt so tired with the poking and now she was rolling around. Dangit! Now he was ontop but before she could start flailing her arms and hopefully hit him somewhere, Oliver had scrambled off. Miranda heaved herself to her elbows, breathing through what seemed to be just one nostril (because the other one was stuffed with mash). He seemed to be surrendering? Uh, not likely. Because the next moment, she had PEAS ALL OVER HER! "Uaarrgh!" PEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS! NOoooooooooo! Just for a moment, she was considering staying down and wait for someone to shovel her up to her room. But this boy...OOoooh THIS BOY WAS GOING TO GET IT! "Friends!?" She shrieked, "We were NEVER FRIENDS You crazy curly headed twitchy little boy!" Her own eye was sort of twitching as she stood up and watched the boy back away a few steps, only to see him fall onto his butt. "Ahahaha!" Miranda laughed and doubled over. Oh, wait. Not Hufflepuff at all! She stopped, straightened up and walked briskly over to the boy. As she got closer, her one fot started to slide across the floor with all those peas thay lay like goo all over it. Uh oh. "Aaaaaaah!" Ooohhh. She moaned as she noticed she was heading straight for him again. On her way over there, she turned to see a goblet of something and picked it up. Haha! She stopped skidding and poured whatever liquid was in there, over the boy. Turned out to be empty. Noooooooooo! She tossed the goblet away and instead just started flicking him on the nose again and wherever she found a spot. *"Your obnouxious comments and boyish weirdness wont help you now Ollie!"* She moved to the right, but her foot got caught in his and she toppled over aswell, hitting the floor face down, one cheek landing on what seemed like a whole pea. Of for the love of Merlin. Quote: Originally Posted by Prefect Sarah :$ Commotion.She heard a commotion from the other end of the table.This wasn't on.No-one was going to be doing that sort of thing while she was there.Looking down towards the noise, Sarah could see a girl covered in peas.So covered she didn't recognise her.And a Slytherin boy on his backside.Oh great.Sliding her legs out from under the table, she patted Wesley on the shoulder. "I'll be back soon, just need to find out what's going on." Marching down the other end, she stopped just in front of the boy on the floor, and began to glance between him and pea girl. "Care to tell me what you are doing down there? And why a Hufflepuff is covered in peas?" Staring at the girl it took Sarah several seconds to work out who it was... "Miranda?" Ohhh dear. And then a second glance. "Ryder?" Please don't tell me my boyfriend is involved... Miranda felt someone hoover over here and was pretty sure it was CrazyCurls standing there, about to pour whatver food he had gotten his icky hands on. But she heard a voice, and if it wasn't for the cover of peas, everyone would've noticed she was blushing profusely now. Sarah... "H-hiiii, Saraaah..." She said in a little sing song voice, a mix between a squeak and whine. "What's up? Did...um, you enjoy the f-food? Heh..." Last edited by Luna Laufghudd; 01-10-2010 at 05:02 PM.