Ferris had the looked of a stunned rabbit about him; all wide eyes and twitchy features. As the vial vanished from both his and the Hufflepuff’s hands he looked round to see the potions professor bearing down on him. It seemed ominous to start with, but then Ferris caught the man’s smile. Still, he couldn’t bring himself to relax, still shocked as he was by his own actions. The amazement and disbelief that were etched on his face only grew when he was rewarded in the form of points. He had won points for his house! He wasn’t sure, however, that Professor Wyndham was right that he had acted like a true Gryffindor. Somehow Ferris felt that he was incapable of such a thing.
His watery blue eyes still saucer-like, he looked from the face of the professor to his own hands, which to his horror were both still clutching the girl’s. How embarrassing. Quickly Ferris released her, flashing a quick, nervous smile her way as if to apologise for hanging onto her for so long, and promptly flushed bright red as Wyndham turned his gaze on him again. Respect or not, Ferris didn’t like to be in the spotlight like this. Maybe he’d get away with it though; the girl was clearly a ditz – maybe she wouldn’t even notice. Hell, maybe she’d still recognise him as Benedictine.
Even the most timid of creatures has survival instincts.
Post by Lorraine Cunningham on Sept 7, 2009 21:17:41 GMT -5
She looked up, dazedly, as a firm grip suddenly descended on her own. "B...Benedictine...?" she asked confusedly, as if coming out of a trance; the combination of flickering dungeon lights, an awkward angle, and the person's height making it difficult to properly ascertain her savior's identity. "Wh...whud are you doing...?"
Vaguely aware that the vial had somehow vanished from both of their grips—hers wavering, his sure—Lorraine blinked owlishly, looking mildly bewildered at the unexpected change of events. "Mr. Professor Windy," she greeted torpidly, as though surprised at his arrival. Her eyes swiveled sluggishly about the room, distractedly watching the other students depart.
"Are you alright? What were you thinking?"
She blinked again, somewhat more alertly this time. "All right...?" Her gaze drifted downward as another sickening blorp exuded from the thick slime in front of her. Her face melted immediately back into hysteria. "D...D....Deweyyyyyy!!" she wailed, pointing a trembling, bony finger at the bubbling blue blob. Not even noticing as her previously-held hand fell to the table with a dead thunk (and would result in a nauseatingly multi-colored bruise not ten minutes later), her breathing collapsed into teary hiccups. "I...killed......Deweyyy!" she bawled weakly between hiccups.
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