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Chandler chuckled, amused by the tree and it's...'problem' with the guy. "I'm amused, yet creeped out. Tree's can't 'ave problems with people and zis iz a magical school zo what do you expect?" He wouldn't be surprised if the tree started to walk or talk even. Now why was he glancing at him like that? He didn't do anything apart from save him. "A spy?" Though, spies were COOL. "I'm not a tree...spy." That was just weird saying it. What was up with this dude? REALLY? "What do you mean by what do I want? I want nothing! What...are you even talking about?" WTF?! o__O Chandler was getting confused and it was all thanks to this...LEO LOOK ALIKE! "Alex O'Donald?" Maybe Leo had a twin and he never TOLD Chandler! That was a little unfair and he would go and find him to ask him later...that was if he was OUT of the dorms and not hiding there. "You didn't drink any polyjuice potion did you?" He COULD have done. You never know and Chandler was going to go all spyish on him to see, making him look like the idiot that he is in the process. Yeaaaahh because Chandler didn't know that at ALL. EYE ROLL. "Well I knew zat." DUH. "Me? I'm Chandler Montague, ze guy who saved your butt from getting 'urt even further." And if he did it, he could do it too. Worked both ways. "And stop poking me!" Not that it hurt, because it didn't, he just didn't want him poking him in the chest all the time. |
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"Poor? No. Just not...wealthy enough to afford a real tiara." Was that good? It sounded better. By Neptune's tone it sounded like he was in trouble. Did he know who she was? Some random Ravenclaw stalker chick obviously. If Legend didn't know her he wouldn't be talking to her."You are Neptune Bott...the...cloak sniffer?" He knew his clothes smelt good but smelling his cloak wasn't normal. |
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Text Cut: Alice Aha! Now she was starting to make some sense. Dallin listened carefully, not saying a word until she was completely done talking about her family. When she had finished, he smiled slightly. "I bet it was crazy, wasn't it? Discovering everything for the first time, I mean. I remember when my sisters got their letters, and I could hardly believe it." He had thought it was a prank, actually. He nodded, completely agreeing with her view of wizards and muggles. "I think so too. I mean, I think the only difference is magic, and what comes with it. We do the same things in life, but we just do it differently. I think wizards have it easier, too. They have magic to help them with things and do things for them." He paused, thinking. "Like, if I wasn't a wizard, I'd still be going to school. I just wouldn't be going to school in a castle, in a different country, making friends from all over the world and learning things like Potions, Charms, and Transfiguration." And that was probably the biggest difference in his life, that he could think of. |
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"Like you said, it's a magical school. Of course trees can have problems with people!" he gawped. Phew! He wasn't a tree spy that was good, Alex relaxed He decided not to answer the guy's first question because the truth was, he wasn't quite sure what he was talking about. "O'Donald?" he cringed slightly and then shook his head in protest. "Merlin, no! I'm Alexander Reed." he corrected him. Who on earth was Alex O'Donald? Well it wasn't him that was for sure. He shook his head. "No not lately." he mused. "I find the taste quite repulsing to be honest." why did he ask that by the way? Uh, should he ask back? Perhaps it was a normal question in- well wherever he came from. "So, tell me, have you taken any Polojuice Potion?" Montague? Wasn't that the name of the fictional character every muggle girl loved? What was his first name, what was his name... Ah Edward that's right. He smirked at his own intelligence before noticing that the Montague had just said. "As I said, I wouldn't have gotten my butt kicked." he wouldn't! "Thank you though, Chandler." Chandler heh, such a funny name. He could come up with so many nicknames to that. Channers, Channynanny, Channybunny, Channeliii, Chan-Chan, the Chan-Chan Man etc. Mwaha. Realizing he had been standing poking Chandler all the time he stopped abruptly. "Whoops. You are very pokeable." he shrugged as an excuse. |
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"Ohh well but my glittery ways are always nice and pretty",Fee chuckled,"so why warn him?"Yees the blonde was all innocent and sweet.Hehe.Okay maybe she was Slytherin but still."Oh well but you are friends right?",she asked wrinkling her forehead.It was really impressing how they got along so well after a break up."I would say you are awesome because we ar best friends and awesomeness belongs together.",the girl winked at her best friend.It was good to be back on old terms. Quote:
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"You're out of your mind." Neptune all but hissed. "I'm a Bott of THE Bott's. How could you NOT know that? I have more money than I'm even aware of." And with THAT, Neptune put her haughty nose in the air. The effect was ruined a little when the wind picked up and his large cloak all but engulfed her. "And I'm NOT a cloak sniffer! You're.... you're a girl-hitting, ogre-looking, BULLY! That's what YOU are Legend Chosen!" |
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Legend snorted as his cloak engulfed her again. Good cloaky! Legend had obviously trained it well. "My cloak seems to agree with me." As the wind began to pick up the Gryffindor winced. It was begining to feel a lot of like Christmas. "I don't look like an Ogre, I'm like...the best looking guy around." What was wrong with this girl? Did she need glasses?! "And I don't hit girls." And he wasn't a bully either. Legend frowned, urgh...this wasn't fun anymore. SEE what you caused Neptune Bott? Grabbing a stone from the ground he chucked it as hard as he could at the Willow. The stone hit the tree and then suddenly, it began to sway violently. ATTACK OF THE TREE. |
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"I'm not stuck up," Neptune sullenly replied, having to battle the cloak. "And you're .... SO not the best looking guy around. I can think of three off the top of my head that are better looking." HMPH. HMPH X A MILLION. ....but oh dear. He hit The Tree. Neptune Bott.... rushed over to Legend and took his arm. She tugged on him, backwards - away. And well, because she was afraid and he was the only person around. |
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"You are so! You get everyone to do something for you. And you get all huffy if you don't get it done your way. So in case you didn't know princess that's called being stuck up." And Legend was not going to apologize anyway because that was what Neptune was! There was no denying it. "Only three?" The Gryffindor's smirk grew. AHA so he was the fourth best looking boy in Hogwarts right? Right? Of course he shrugged it off like he didn't care. As long as he was the coolest that was okay. Heck, as long as he was cooler than Jake, he'd be content. Suddenly he felt a tug on his arm. Had the tree actually caught him? He was innocent oh giant Willow! Legend pulled back and gazed over his shoulder. Oh...it was just Bott. Letting her drag him along to where ever she wanted Legend couldn't help but smile-despite the giant tree's angry movements. "Seem's a certain Claw is scared." Even as the moved back, away from the tree, it seemed like the tree was leaning closer and closer toward them. |
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"Yeah we should." she smiled back at her. "Charms?" she raised her eyebrows. "I guess it's a really great lesson." she said. "Mine would be divination." she smiled. Divination was her things. It's a simple as that. "Where are you come from?" she asked the girl |
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That sounded familiar, but didn't mean Neptune was stuck up! It meant.... it meant she had standards! Expectations! She was NOT stuck up. Tug TUG TUG. "I won't deny you're handsome, Mr. Chosen," idiot. "But looks, in your case, only take you so far. I fear you are a DREADFUL conversationalist and worse yet as a gentleman." TUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuug. She looped her other around his own arm, properly hugging his bicep to her. "I should think anyone with a brain should be afraid! That tree could kill us both SO easily. Please, please don't go nearer or agitate anymore." |
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Erg. This girl was persistent in tugging wasn't she? He didn't really want to leave yeet. "Well you can't deny the truth."SMIRK. He was handsome, and she agreed! Mwaha. Legend could help but feel proud all for the two seconds that Neptune gave him. "I'm bad at conversation? That sort of sucked. "Well....you could teach me how to be a gentleman? And I'd teach you how to throw a rock!" Because she really needed help on that one. And if being a gentleman was so important then why not learn right? As she grabbed on to his arm Legend took this as the final sign. Turning toward the pathways, with Neptune still hanging onto his arm he began to walk further away from the crazy old tree. "Actually anyone who's not a Gryffindor." Being brave was one of their traits you know. Legend nodded. "Trust me...I'm not stupid enough to throw stuff at it when it's moving." |
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"You're really bad at conversation," Neptune amended, "And I'm not sure there is enough time in the term left to make a gentleman of you." THAT BAD, LEGEND. You are THAT bad. But Neptune Bott was up to the challenge. She readjusted her posture, pushing back her shoulders and straightening her spine. "Chin up, Chosen." Neptune slid her arm out so that only her hand was in the crook of his elbow. "And you put your hand on top of mine to keep it there. Gentlemen want ladies - like me - on their arms. So your hand goes there to keep me near you." Mmhmmm. Giggle. Just what he wanted, right? Absolutely! As for rock throwing? Well..... hardly a necessary skill, but Neptune could sometimes play fair. Maybe. She waited for him to lead, as a gentleman should, for a little saunter around the Whomping Willow. "I can't trust you yet. You're only a gentleman in training." SOOOo not the read deal. |
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Watching Neptune adjust her posture, Legend couldn't help but snicker, was she in training to be a gentleman too? What in the world did putting your chin up have to do with anything? That would probably lead to files flying in his mouth or something equally as awful. The blonde sighed and did what he was told, lifting his chin up despite the chances of flies. A faint blush spread across the blonde's face, as he lifted his arm but let it drop back. Uhh...he didn't want to touch Neptune more than needed...which was...actually none at all. It wasn't that the girl was diseased or anything...it was the fact that she was a girl. And girls were strange creatures. "But...er-you are already near me. How does that help? And that would be uncomfortable." And he didn't wanna dooo it! He didn't know exactly what to do, so Legend slowly began to walk with the Ravenclaw at his side. He didn't really care where he was actually going, as long as he didn't go to close to the Whomping Willow though he was good. "So you can only trust gentlemen? You must have alot of trust issues with people in this castle then." |
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SIGH. "Legend." Neptune reached around him to GET his hand and put it on top of hers at his elbow. "If you're going to do something, do it right. You act like you don't want to touch my hand." And Neptune Bott was no fool. She SO knew better. "But anyways, sure. If you trust the other sort," like Legend, "you could get hurt. The gentlemen sort you don't have to worry about hurting you." "Or throwing things at you when they don't get their way." |
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After all that just meant giving her more power. And she was already crazy with that. As she pulled his hand on top of hers Legend sighed. That wasn't normal. Normal people didn't walk like this. "And you act like you want to touch my hand so badly that your including it into this course." He had figured her out! Sort of...."I don't mind..." Yes. Yes he did touching girls was not normal for him! "...it's just weird..walking like this." And he was suppose to keep his chin up too right? "What's next?" Bow to people who passed him by? "But then obviously the gentlemen sort have less fun." And he was not obessed with throwing stuff!! Not really. |
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For Wenz =D Melanie was bored. She never cared for cool weather, but, regardless, she found herself wandering around outside. As her eyes caught sight of the Whomping Willow, swaying in the wind, Melanie paused, staring over at it curiously. After a few seconds of indecisiveness she took a couple tenative steps toward the tree and sat down about fifteen feet away... hopefully not close enough to get "whomped." Or whatever. The Hufflepuff turned her head as she noticed the other kids nearby the tree, wondering if they were near enough to get attacked by the mobile tree. It would certainly help with her momentary boredom. Not that she was hoping for it or anything. |
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