Post by Amira Raines on Jun 16, 2012 16:47:23 GMT -5
Potions. Not the most enjoyable class for Amira because things always went wrong with explosions and stuff. Fourth years and up were supposed to get Valerian Root which could be found by the castle or in the Forbidden Forest.
They actually some-what gave them permission to go in the Forbidden Forest, so why not? And the other one sometimes blew up. That wouldn't be fun and just like being stuck in the actual class.
She just needed a partner to go with. As fun as it would be to take Lorraine or Adrian or even Finny, Amira just didn't think that would be a good idea. At all.
Who better than her friend, Cyan? It would be like a full out adventure and be all exciting and fun!
After stalking looking for Cyan, she finally found him.
"Hey, hey, Cyan! Wanna go to the forbidden forest with me for that potions assignment? I need a partner!" she said a little too excited to be doing something so dangerous.
She clapped her hands together in front of her mouth like she would be praying and gave puppy dog eyes at him. She was begging him to go. Even if he said no, she would just drag him out there anyway. But it was worth a shot.
"Um, no," answered Cyan before the puff could putter out much more begging. "I would rather take on the explosive Valerian root by the school than get eaten by monsters."
Like, seriously, sheesh.
Even an older dame with blond hair and puppy-dog blue eyes begging at his feet would not be able to convince him to go to such a dangerous place. Duh. What was she thinking? A class was not worth his life.
He stepped back from Amira. Granted, she was one of the more sane hufflepuffs, but this was not worth his life. No, nope, not at all.
He turned around and walked along the castle wall. Dry, yellowed grass crunched under his feet.
It was summer, so the plant would have clusters of pink or white flowers dotting its stem. They looked pretty. Maybe nice to paint sometime. Other than that, the plant looked rather boring.
He headed onward, hoping to not get his foot blown off in the process.
«Call a friend, call Cyan.» «Cyan - play it!» «Things go better with Cyan.» «Food or Cyan? I'll have Cyan.» «Cyan is a female force. «I want Cyan and I want it now.» «Oh my gods, it's a Cyan.» - Courtesy of www.sloganizer.net/en/ -
Post by Amira Raines on Jun 16, 2012 18:07:36 GMT -5
Um, no.
He said no. Amira quickly dropped her hands to her sides and returned her face to the normal, non-puppy-dog face.
Whatever.
She smiled anyway and ran up to him and hooked her arm with his and redirected him back toward the forest. The little blond girl was a lot stronger than she looked and no matter how much he might have tried to get away, it wasn't happening.
"Thanks for being my partner, Cyan! It's gonna be so much fun!" she said, dragging him along.
The hufflepuff had a little bounce in her step as they started to near the forest. She was just so excited for their little adventure. So excited that she even began to hum!
As they reached the edge of the forest Amira jumped up and down before dragging him in further.
Granted, the forest was creepy, like a forest with monsters should be and that just made the blond even more happy! Life was great. If they got to keep doing stuff like this, Potions might be her new favorite class.
Something looped around Cyan's arm, a dragged him toward the depths of hell--er, no, not hell, that was the puff common room (and, yes, they puffed just as much as their name implied)--but rather a big nasty danger zone. Danger was not cool. Cyan did not like it.
Flipping hufflepuffs.
His feet dragged listlessly against the ground like those belonging to a listless rag doll.
"Do you not understand the word 'no'?" he muttered darkly, half to himself. The poor slytherin lad had already resigned himself to his fate.
Halfway to the edge of what would surely become his demise, he figured he would be safest on his feet and straggled up to them. He kicked his heels more firmly into his shoes since they became a little loose with all of this dragging nonsense going on.
Um, and then she jumped up and down... with glee.
Okay. There was one big difference between hufflepuffs and gryffindors. Gryffindors were brave, meaning they had fears in order to face them; on the other hand, Cyan was beginning to become very concerned that the majority of hufflepuffs simply had no fears at all.
Not okay. Not okay. So not okay.
"Um," began Cyan after a minute, "do you know where you are going?"
As much as he liked to be close to pretty girls, the adventurous types scared the hell outta him. Speaking of which, the trees seemed to waver, and suddenly he felt like dozens of eyes were staring at him.
He gave a shiver, pulling his robe tighter with his free hand. Surely, it was just his imagination. Right?
«Call a friend, call Cyan.» «Cyan - play it!» «Things go better with Cyan.» «Food or Cyan? I'll have Cyan.» «Cyan is a female force. «I want Cyan and I want it now.» «Oh my gods, it's a Cyan.» - Courtesy of www.sloganizer.net/en/ -
Post by Amira Raines on Jun 17, 2012 12:25:26 GMT -5
"Um," began Cyan after a minute, "do you know where you're going?"
The hufflepuff froze for a second, then turned to him and smiled a completely normal smile.
"Absolutely not. Let's go." She continued to drag him further into the forest. Turning every so often in the direction she thought was best. For all she new, they could be going around in one big circle.
Amira stopped for a second to look around. Everything looked the same. Then, there was that eerie feeling that the two were being watched. It just made her blood boil!
Come to think of it, she should have made a trail so that they could get back...
Oh well.
There's no way they could be lost. Nope!
She turned another corner and there it was in a little green field, the Valerian Root.
"Found it!" she said letting go of Cyan's arm and happily running over to it.
Amira was such a comforting, calming person. Confident, a leader. That was why, when she first answered, he felt relieved until he registered what exactly she said.
"Uh, what?" he mumbled, dragged deeper into who-knows-where.
He shivered as they reached a random field-like area. The trees were a bit sparser, anyway. Finally given his freedom, he trudged forward gingerly, glancing from side to side as he finally crept over to Amira.
Well. Maybe this would not be so bad after all?
"We need a few sprigs," he whispered, recalling the assignment, "preferably not from the same plant."
If they were already here, why not? His hand reached out and hesitated for a moment. Those flowers were really quite pretty. He snapped the stems of a couple and pressed them flat into the back cover of his potions book. Then, he began the assignment. Man, there had better not be anything nasty in there, he thought, hand outstretched as he began brushing away dirt at the base of a few plants. And no poison ivy or any nasty joo-joo. Or bugs. Or spiders. Or--Did that just move?
He froze, blue eyes suddenly locked onto a target about ten centimeters behind the plant he was working at.
"SNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKE!" he screamed, yelping and jumping back, an expression of pure terror on his face, acting as though someone was going to fire one of those explosive muggle contraptions at him at point-blank range.
"SNAAAKE! SNAAAAKE!" he yelped, hopping about like a rabid animal.
«Call a friend, call Cyan.» «Cyan - play it!» «Things go better with Cyan.» «Food or Cyan? I'll have Cyan.» «Cyan is a female force. «I want Cyan and I want it now.» «Oh my gods, it's a Cyan.» - Courtesy of www.sloganizer.net/en/ -
Post by Amira Raines on Jun 17, 2012 19:41:27 GMT -5
Amira leaned over to look at the herb. She heard Cyan's footsteps as he joined her. She stared at the herb and then all of a sudden he started screaming, like a freaking banshee. As a result of him screaming out of no where, she started screaming.
Snake? Oh my God!
And there they were. Screaming. In the middle of a scary forest with a bunch of scary beasts. Over a snake.
She continued to scream loudly, that probably anyone could hear them. The puff pulled out her wand and thought of what spell to use. She hated to be panicked because she couldn't think.
The blond remembered reading something about making snakes go away. Oh, what was it? Serpensortia? Yeah that was it. She aimed her wand at it and said, "Serpensortia." Another snake came out. There were two.
Crap.
She lowered her wand and looked at Cyan. This was not good. Not good at all.
"What do we do? What do we do?" she screamed at him.
So, yeah. Screaming and alerting every forest resident within nearby proximity of their location was probably not the best idea, but... snakes. Seriously. Snakes. Why did it have to be snakes? Why not spiders or slugs or some other nasty critter. Why snakes? Just... Snakes of all things. Seriously. Nasty. No. No, not okay. Not at all.
The lad's feet moved upward and not where he directed them to. As his back smacked into a tree and his rear met the earth shortly afterward, Cyan realized he tripped over roots. Oops.
He glanced at the snake local, which was at least ten meters away. He squirmed.
Well, it was only like one snake, so....
Amira tossed out another one. It blasted out of her wand like a goddamn monster! Two! Two! Two! Not one, but two! What the hell! Not okay! Not a question! Not good!
He shrank away, attempted to scram, but a tree was in his way! Dammit!
"JUST FINITE INCANTATUM AND LEVIOSA--WARGHHHH!"
Snakes. Snakes. Just gross. Not okay. It was not right. Not any of this. Not okay. Not okay. He did not approve at all. Not at all!
«Call a friend, call Cyan.» «Cyan - play it!» «Things go better with Cyan.» «Food or Cyan? I'll have Cyan.» «Cyan is a female force. «I want Cyan and I want it now.» «Oh my gods, it's a Cyan.» - Courtesy of www.sloganizer.net/en/ -
Post by Finnegan Darby on Jun 18, 2012 21:13:48 GMT -5
Dude! Potions! Dude! The forest!
Dude.
He got super lost almost the second he skipped inside, and then he was all like 'whaaaat' until he heard the screams. Dude! Were there hella dogs all up on some students somewhere, attacking them and stuff? Without a second thought as to how potentially dangerous it might be, Finny headed at a lazy trot toward the source of the sounds.
There, he found his two best friends in the whole entire world. No, universe! No, galaxy! Wait, which was bigger?
"Hey guys!" bellowed Finnegan, accidentally tromping on one of the snakes as he drew close. It hissed, drawing his attention. The Hufflepuff beamed. "COOL! It's a SNAKE!" He picked it up and ignored its thrashing. "Amira, this is for you!" Decisively in a giving mood, he tossed the serpent her way. "Aww, and this little guy can be mine!" He picked up the first snake that Cyan had cried about, a tiny half-sized garter. It hissed, much more less menacing than its magically-summoned fellow. Oh, no but that left poor Cyan without a snake of his own! Good thing Finny was such a good guy!
"SER-SER-SERPENSORTIA!" His wand spat out a gigantic monster of a boa, right at Cyan's feet. Finny smiled majestically. "There you go, Cy! Good to see ya, by the way! What are we looking for, again?"
He was so glad he'd actually decided to do his assignment, for once.
Post by Amira Raines on Jun 18, 2012 23:12:30 GMT -5
Cyan was yelling something while sitting on the floor. Just when she was about to do what he said, Finny came. Finny came to save them!
Or not.
The snake Amira had conjured earlier was being thrown at her. It landed a foot in front of her feet. Finny had given her a present. She couldn't just blow it up. That would be mean to him.
"Um... Thanks, Finny," she replied to his generous offer.
She took a glance at the snake that was conjured over to Cyan. That was a freaking monster! She stared back at her own. It was slithering toward her. Like at her foot.
"Leviosa," she said with a swish and flick. It began floating and striking at her. She put it over more into the woods.
"I think the snakes would be better left in the woods. They would distract us from our assignment," Amira said with a panic filled smile. She did the same to Cyan's snake and put it in the woods. She looked at Finny's little one.
He was holding it. She wasn't even gonna try. Not today.
The blond girl walked over, faced Cyan and stuck down a hand to help him get off his butt.
Drawn by the voices, Willow had loped up as a feral, lurking around the edge of the area where the students stood. All that screaming hurt her ears, and several times she pawed at her head as if that would make the sounds lessen. It didn't, but it was habit. The lycanthrope stretched, wincing when the screams were louder, accompanied by a new voice. And snakes.
It was probably best to get the brats out of the woods before something else showed up. At least Acromantula and centaurs didn't come this far out.
One of the snakes almost dropped on her head. Yes, it was time to help them find what they were looking for, and get them out. More amused than worried, Willow snapped lightly at the snake and sent it on it's way. It was best to get a judgement on the situation. Three students, none of them looking extremely capable. What on earth could they be here for? Perhaps care of magical creatures? That would explain the snakes.
Carefully, the lycanthrope sidestepped into view. For awhile she just stood there, waiting to be noticed, head slightly cocked to the side. The only other movement was the slow swinging of her tail. While not as large as most wolves, or even her fellow lycanthropes, she was still noticeable. In autumn she could all but turn invisible with her grey and red coat, but against the green summer leaves Willow stood out like a sore thumb.
Whatever that meant.
Just in case they missed her, Willow shook the leaves from her coat and let out a small whoof. Hello, I'm here, now what the hell are you doing? Too bad it was hard to get that particular phrase out in wolf speak.
A blond monster appeared, but he removed the snakes. Kind of. Right? Right? Cyan's breathing slowed, and he began to relax a little.
And then came out an ungodly huge one. Out of nowhere.
In front of Cyan.
The poor slytherin lad heard more screaming--His own?--and then everything went black as darkness creeped on his vision. Was this the end? He crumpled by the tree, having completely fainted a moment later. Tears moistened his cheeks, and his body was clammy, as if it had been dipped in cold sweat.
So it was only natural that he made no response to anything the other students or creatures of the forest did.
Snakes. Seriously. Cyan would rather kiss a dragon.
«Call a friend, call Cyan.» «Cyan - play it!» «Things go better with Cyan.» «Food or Cyan? I'll have Cyan.» «Cyan is a female force. «I want Cyan and I want it now.» «Oh my gods, it's a Cyan.» - Courtesy of www.sloganizer.net/en/ -
Post by Finnegan Darby on Jun 20, 2012 8:45:33 GMT -5
The blonde and adorable Amira thanked him for his gift. Obviously, she loved it. Finny's chest swelled with pride. Then, she suggested they leave the snakes in the woods, because -- oh. Oh. Yes, she had a point! She was such a smart little thing, and so cute, too. If she weren't in his House, he would have asked for her number ages ago. Wait, how did that translate in the wizarding world? Did you ask for one's... owl? No, wait, that was just retarded.
With a sigh, he let his own snake down, and turned to Cyan to see if maybe, just maybe, the Slytherin wanted to keep the one Finny had made specially for him. All big and super poisonous; it was sooo cute!
Cyan fainted, like some chick out of one of them old detective novels.
Finny couldn't help himself -- he started laughing, not even bothering to cover his mouth. "HAHAHA, WHAT ARE YOU CY, A GIRL?"
And then, just when he'd thought things couldn't get anymore awesome: a dog appeared. Finny stopped laughing, gaped openly, and then grinned huge as the sun. Forgetting about Cyan, he stepped forward, toward the stray, making those kissy noises that totally endear you to animals, or whatever. "Amira, look at the puppy! He's sooooo cute!"
Finnegan had always wanted a dog. He slapped his thighs and crouched down, trying to get the dog to come over to him. "Who'sa good boy? Yes, you are! C'mere, boy! Don't you want a PET?"
Post by Amira Raines on Jun 20, 2012 11:39:29 GMT -5
Finny agreed about the snakes, thank God. No snakes in the common room.
As soon as she reached down to help Cyan, he was passed out. She got squatted next to the terrified, sleeping slytherin and started to poke his face, before grabbing his shoulders and shaking him.
"Wakey, wakey, Cyan," Amira said to him. Then, all of a sudden, Finny's laughter cut off and he started making weird noises. A puppy?
"Finny, there's not just gonna be a puppy in the forbidden for--," she turned around and saw the beast.
That was not a puppy.
The blond girl stood up off of the ground and faced the wolf's direction and watched Finny be stupid and try to be its friend. She began to lightly kick at Cyan. She thought she hit his arm, but she didn't know.
"Cyan, wake up. Now. Please," she started to kick him just a little harder. So much about the assignment, now.
Willow watched the boy fall with a small whine, flicking an ear. Well, one less kid to have to deal with. Hopefully the snake hadn't bitten him or something like that. It'd be a shame if one of them got killed over a snake bite. In the wizarding world?
Awful.
The kissing sounds did catch her attention, but more out of astonishment than anything. What the hell was he doing? Of course, maybe if she tried hard enough she could pass for just a plain old wolf. It would be easier to let the wolf itself take over, but of course that might cause more problems in that she wouldn't be here. A wolf wouldn't approach three screaming teenagers like this.
Which honestly shouldn't be the first red flag.
A boy. The lycanthrope narrowed her eyes, ears flattened on her head and tail coming to a stop. What an idiot. Well he had to be fairly stupid to be out here in the first place. It was all she could do not to roll her eyes. Could wolves roll their eyes? Probably not.
With another rumbling bark, Willow bounded up to the blond boy with a little too much enthusiasm, forgetting she wasn't exactly a little puppy like he seemed to see her. The lycanthrope crashed into his legs, chuckling inwardly. If some dirt on his knees and a scrape were the worst he got here than things would be fine, right?
Standing within reach still of the boy, she shifted her attention to the girl, tilting her head once more. As if to say, what are you doing? What were they looking for, after all? Willow sniffed at the ground, trying to pick up something that might be of interest. Nothing in particular. Plants, dirt. Water. Silly humans.
Willow yawned widely, showing rows of teeth, and shook the leaves from her fur. She supposed sooner or later she would figure it out. It was only a couple more steps to nudge her nose against the fainted boy. Now wasn't a good time to sleep.
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