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Post by Ron Weasley on May 2, 2010 17:32:44 GMT -6
((Lol. I don't know how to react to that really. Maybe you could give me a clue. I wanted to sit here just now but I seriously feel that I would play the character the wrong way.))
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Post by Ron Weasley on May 2, 2010 17:43:43 GMT -6
Ron walked into the great hall and sat down on the Gryffindor table. He munched on his chicken and started feeling a strong sensation waved through him. He was suddenly overwhelmed by a feeling of spiders crawling up to him. He dropped his chicken and stood up,brushing off his shirt as to cast the spiders away. He then looked to his right and left and saw that spiders were everywhere. His face fell and Ron starts shivering as he stood away from the Gryffindor table,attempting to run away from it.
((How's that for you,Malfoy? Do I need to add more drama to it? Well,I give it 2 hours then.))
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Post by Ron Weasley on May 2, 2010 17:54:28 GMT -6
"Get away from me!" Ron yelled as he runs away from the Gryffindor table as a group of spiders were trying to catch up to him.. "Go away!! STUPID SPIDERS!" As he runs around the great hall trying to get away from them spiders.
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Post by Jake Crawley on May 2, 2010 18:29:00 GMT -6
(Some of us had not signed on yet to even see it. Calm down Malfoy and wait before you overreact)
Jake came down in search of food. He waved happily to Nyssa as he passed and sat down at the table ready to eat, avoiding anything with sugar this time. He poured himself something to drink when he had this weird sensation. Shaking his head, he grabbed a chicken leg and tried to fight off whatever was going on in his head. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Jake stood up. "I don't want to work at the Ministry. I don't like my father. I think he's an idiot who sucks up the the Minister. Professor Snape is a slimy jerk! Nyssa, I think you are very pretty!" Jake said very loudly. It took him a moment before he realized what had just happened. His face turned different shades of red in embarrassment. Jake put his hand over his mouth as he felt ready to start again and left the table in a hurry, tripping over a bench as he did. He ended up half crawling out, trying to avoid saying anything else.
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Post by Fred Weasley on May 2, 2010 22:07:00 GMT -6
Fred walked into the Great Hall, followed by George, reading the letter he'd received from Blake.
"Hey, George, Blake's going to be here today! It's been forever since we've seen him." Fred looked up at the food on the table and rushed over to sit.
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Post by George Weasley on May 2, 2010 22:07:06 GMT -6
((Laurentia, beware the fury that thou hast inflicted upon thyself, for the twins are vengeful gods, and shall forevermore have an unreasonably strong dislike for your character, which, to all others, will seem unrational and unprovoked, and, as is customary for deities with grudges, they shall send their plagues unto your land! Your fields shall wither and die under the clouds of locusts, the rivers shall turn to blood, and dungbombs will find their way into your sock drawer!))
((Unless of course, you sit down and something really worthwhile comes out, and I *mean* worthwhile...))
George looked over and saw Blake sitting at the Ravenclaw table.
"Uh, Fred, you do realize he's right over-FRED!"
Fred had sat down, but then fell onto the floor and began to cry.
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Post by Fred Weasley on May 2, 2010 22:13:06 GMT -6
Fred felt like he'd just been swarmed by dementors. He had sat down to eat at the table when he suddenly he didn't just miss Blake, but that feeling had been exponentially increased and he could not think of anything other than an unusual amount of longing to see Blake again.
He didn't understand where the feelings were coming from but he was powerless to control them. He felt as if he was merely watching from the inside of his skull, and someone else was playing with him, like a child with a toy marionette.
He began to sob and started calling for Blake, shouting things like, "No, please don't leave." and "I'll miss you!"
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Post by George Weasley on May 2, 2010 22:18:12 GMT -6
George didn't know what was happening, but he knew something was horribly wrong, he looked at the food, and realized that Fred had taken only barely touched his goblet. George grabbed a napkin and wrapped it around the goblet and brought it off the table and set it on the chair, so that it would not dissapear when dinner ended. They might need it to reverse the curse. He ran to Blake, knowing he was good with potions, and maybe could save Fred's life.
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Post by Blake Deimos on May 2, 2010 22:32:19 GMT -6
Engel was about to grab the collar of Blake's vest to cease him from getting too close and suffering the same fate but he evaded his older companion and kneeled to the ginger haired boy, "Mr. Weasley? Mr. Weasley, I need to know if you can hear me." Engel stood by alert as he now held Anupu in fear that the cub may digest whatever the boy had. The tall man was ready to turn and direct himself to the Hospital Wing to retrieve the matron that ran it.
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Post by Emery Lowell on May 2, 2010 22:34:33 GMT -6
Emery strode in with a bit of a slouch to come upon a strange spectacle. First off Blake was back, second George and Fred were acting strange. He made a quick jog over to the table and stood by Blake, "Blimey, what's goin' on over 'ere?"
Emery's eyes turned a shade of curious green as he adjusted his glasses.
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Post by Blake Deimos on May 2, 2010 22:36:55 GMT -6
Blake looked up to his boyfriend and allowed him, and only him, to see the panic surging in his eyes though his face said nothing to the surrounding people, "I don't know. I'm trying to get a basic response and if I cant, I'll take the goblet to Professor Snape and have you all take Mr. Weasley to Hospital Wing."
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Post by Fred Weasley on May 2, 2010 22:37:24 GMT -6
Fred heard Blake's voice ring in his head,
"BLAKE, YOU'RE BACK."
He snapped up and tightly wrapped his arms around Blake,
"I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!"
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Post by Emery Lowell on May 2, 2010 22:39:09 GMT -6
"Hey now!" Emery said a bit loudly as he tried to pry Fred's arms off Blake, "Get off my snake, will ya?" He grit his teeth as he tried to pull the estranged Fred away from the small boy, his hair turning a dark black as he did so.
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Post by Blake Deimos on May 2, 2010 22:39:12 GMT -6
Blake released a strangled yelp of surprise when he felt two arms encase him. Struggling for air he managed to rasp out to the ginger haired boy, "M-mr. Weasley, mind your r-respectable conduct!"
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Post by George Weasley on May 2, 2010 22:41:49 GMT -6
George issused a sigh of relief as he realized his worst fears weren't coming true and that his brother was only under some sort of love spell. He looked down at the goblet under the napkin and laughed, thinking someone must have poured some love potion into. He sat down at the table and thought maybe if Fred recovered they could use the goblet to develop a new product.
As he sat down, careful not to touch the goblet, he suddenly felt his world go black, and he collapsed on the floor and began to sob and mutter to himself, tears pouring from his eyes, "No, Fred, please. Don't die. Hang on. Please. F-F-Fred, just hold on. I'll go fetch mum, it'll be ok. Just hang on. Please"
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