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Post by puddlefeet on Oct 27, 2007 19:33:41 GMT -5
“Watch it!” she cried as a water balloon slipped threateningly from Quin’s fingers: she heaved a relieved sigh as the brunette next to her cleverly charmed it down.
“Good catch,” she murmured gratefully to her side, without taking her eyes from the overly adventurous Quin, before adding uncertainly, “Was your name, um… Caity-poo?”
Suddenly realising the foolishness of her question, Ally quickly added a hurried, “never mind,” and redirected her full attention to the wooden beams.
Though she continued to glare furiously up at Quin, Ally felt considerably calmer now, and let out a soothing sigh to cool her hot head. Her gaze softening slightly, she decided on a new, more diplomatic approach. “Listen, Quin,” she started calmly, “you’re endangering your safety by acting like you’re some sort of acrobat. Regardless of what your reasoning tells you, no matter what this situation will end badly for you. What will you achieve? Yes, you may wet us, but how will this better you as a person? Please, before you get hurt – or worse, get in trouble – come down. It’d be the best and easiest solution to this whole kafuffle.”
Nodding proudly as she finished her tirade, she glanced quickly to the side, hoping that the two girls wouldn't find her speech to be too strange.
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Post by Susan Matthews on Oct 27, 2007 20:11:57 GMT -5
Susan was relieved when the older girl removed one of the water balloons from Quin's grasp. Susan had been mostly concerned for Quin's safety, which she now saw as a lesser problem. Quin seemed very confident in her own acrobatics. Susan scowled unattractively at the look glee on Quin's face. After the dangling water balloon had been removed from the situation, Susan listened to the younger girl take another approach. Suppressing giggles, tried to keep a serious face. The little girl assisting them was obviously a Ravenclaw. It was worth a try, though?
"If only a professor were here . . ." Susan muttered glancing around the foyer again. She could only imagine how much trouble Quin would be in.
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Post by quin on Oct 27, 2007 20:24:56 GMT -5
"Oh, your right, her name is Caity Poo." She said seriously. "But a professor isn't here, are they?" And with that last remark, she hooked on both feet, spun herself over the beam, stiff as a branch, grabbed a water balloon that was resting on the beam, and swung back down. She smiled wickedly, dangling a little above her heads, and dropped. She felt the air whistle through her short hair, before she landed on the three of them, the water balloon bursting over the four of them.
She let out a whoop, soaking wet, along with the rest of the kids, and grinned innocantly. "Hee, hee, whoops.." She barely surpressed a snicker, aware that she had fallen on the three of them
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Post by Caitlin Collins on Oct 28, 2007 8:27:37 GMT -5
Caity glared at Quin when Ally asked if her name was 'Caity-poo'.
"Surprisingly enough, no. My name is Caitlin. I'm a 6th year Hufflepuff. That's Katrina, or Quin. What about you two?"
The Ravenclaw's next approach - talking rationally - was another technique she had tried when dealing with Quin.
"That won't work," she told the girl. "Trust me, I've tried it too. I've tried most things and none of them seem to work with her."
While saying this, she didn't notice when Quin launched herself to the floor until it was too late.
"Prote-" she began, but not fast enough. Yet again, she had been soaked by Katrina Woods' practical jokes.
"QUIN!" she roared, pushing the Slytherin off her and onto the floor with a bump. "Stop being so... so..." Lost for words that would accurately describe her feelings, Caity faltered for a minute before continuing. "Stop being so immature and Quin-like! Tergeo," she muttered, again aiming the pooled water at Quin. Maybe her aim would be correct this time and she wouldn't move.
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Post by Susan Matthews on Oct 28, 2007 9:34:33 GMT -5
While they were momentarily distracted with conversations, Quin must have taken the opportunity to launch the water balloon, as well as herself on to the three of them. Because the next thing Susan knew, she was on the floor again and soaking wet. She groaned in pain, wiping her soaked hair out of her face. Susan screamed in frustration, "I cannot believe you!" Ignoring the pain shooting up and down her back, she walked right up to now-soaking-as-well Quin (thanks to Caitlin) and grabbed her by the collar of her shirt.
Talking rationally hadn't worked, and fighting back hadn't worked either. Susan had let the other's have their chances, but now Susan took another approach. Intimidation was always an option.
Quin may have been a good two inches taller than her, but she was a skinny little girl too. Not that Susan was overweight, but she did have her body mass working for her in this situation. Not threatening her with her wand, but with her words she said, "That is the most immature act I have ever seen." She frowned heavily. "Don't think we'll forget it," she said, implying more than she, in actuality, ever intended to do. Satisfied with her spiel, Susan released Quin and retreated to her spot next to her new friends. She crossed her arms, in a way that suggested that she meant business. She forced back the smile that was struggling to be shown . . . She reminded herself of one of those bullies you see in the movies . . .
"I'm Susan, 5th year Gryffindor," she told Caitlin and the Ravenclaw, still glaring at Quin.
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Post by puddlefeet on Oct 29, 2007 15:54:51 GMT -5
“I’m Alexis Rubuckle, third year Ravenclaw,” Alexis told them both amicably, her attention diverted from Quin. “But call me Ally.”
Caught off-guard in her moment of unawareness, Ally gave a muffled squeak of surprise as she was bombarded with both water balloons and a laughing girl: Quin had, apparently, fallen from the rafters. “Gerroffme!” she gasped from under Quin’s bulk, and heaved a sigh of relief as someone forcefully pushed Quin away. Kneeling up slowly, she noticed for the first time that she and her robes were completely drenched.
“Oh, gosh, Quin!” she exclaimed furiously, her eyebrows knitting as she attempted to squeeze some of the fluids from her effervescent red hair. She thought Quin nothing short of annoying, as she gazed grundingly at her now-drenched issue of "Venomous Tentacular and You!".
A useful spell suddenly made its way to the front of her head: giving her willow wand a half-hearted tap on the cover of the book, she muttered “Tergeo.” Much to her delight, the book instantly shed the excess water.
Glancing up to give Quin yet another of her many scowls, she bit her lip in surprise as Susan lifted Quin up by the front of her robes.
Jumping to her feet hastily, she clasped her wet hands together and cried anxiously, “No! Think of the right mess we’d be in if someone saw you!” As she spoke, her eyes cast around hurriedly in search of any passing figures of authority.
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Post by quin on Oct 29, 2007 16:34:34 GMT -5
Quin, rolling over so the stream of water hit her foot, which sprayed off her shoe and onto her pants, stood up, a laugh pasted onto her tan face, just to be shaken like a misbehaving dog. Susan, grabbed Quin's collor, and, for someone short then her, she was surprisingly strong. Quin let herself be held, resisting the mighty urge to give a massive rasberry in her face, and scolded. Raising an eye brow, and clasping her hands hand together in a mock pleading gesuture, she looked at the girl who had told the other to stop.
"That is the most immature act I have ever seen." She frowned heavily. "Don't think we'll forget it,"
Quin but a fearful expression on her face, clasping a hand over her mouth, her eyes wide. Shaking her head seriously, she said in an even seriouser((is that a word?)) voice, "Deary me! I'm sorry, I swear not ever to do it again!" Her face held nothing but the innocence of a small child, and her words much the same. Only a slight, mischievious glimmer in her eyes said otherwize.
"Tergeo!" She said, polling the water at Caitlins feet. Getting in trouble was nothing knew to her, and she stuckout her tougne imprudently at a teacher who had just passed the door the way. Forntunatly for the unmischif makers, this paticaualr teacher had been engrossed in her book. Noticing the glares, she gave a geunine, innocent smile.
"Yes?" She said in a sweet voice.
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Post by Caitlin Collins on Oct 29, 2007 17:47:25 GMT -5
Caity thought quickly. She didn't want Susan to get in trouble because she was (understandingly) angry at Quin's actions. As the oldest one there, she also felt responsible for the outcome of this... experience.
"Susan," she said quietly, pitching her voice so that it would just reach the younger girl and Quin would find it difficult to hear. It was a skill you picked up in India's preposterously busy city streets. "Leave her. She's not worth it."
Whether she came to a similar conclusion herself or heard Caitlin's advice, Susan came back to where she and Ally were standing. Turning to her, Caity heard Quin copying the drying spell she'd recently used and felt the water hit her feet. She spun around to see the innocent smile.
"Yes?"
That did it.
"Petrificus Totalus!" she hollered, her voice echoing through the foyer and, for once, preventing a smart alec comment from escaping Quin's mouth. She was completely frozen.
She regretted her actions almost instantly and spun again, this time searching for teachers or prefects. So much for being the most responsible... Still, Quin was lucky that she hadn't been more inventive in her cursing.
((I think the phrase you're looking for is "more serious", not "seriouser"))
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Post by Susan Matthews on Oct 30, 2007 6:57:31 GMT -5
Boy, did Quin sure know how to get on one's nerves. That girl just didn't know when to shut up. Susan did listen to Caitlin when she issued the advice of just leaving Quin alone. Apparently, Caitlin didn't often listen to her own advice. Susan jumped back as a freezing spell shot from Caitlin's wand. She couldn't help but giggle, watching Quin's wide eyes moving where her mouth could not.
"Way to just leave her!" Susan whispered fiercely. She looked nervously around for that teacher that had been lurking earlier. Finding no teacher, Susan assumed the teacher must have lurked off again. Realizing just how bad this situation had turned, Susan followed Caitlin's gaze to the ends of the corridors. The teacher had left for now, but there was no telling who would turn around the corner next.
"What are we going to do now?" She whispered urgently. Somewhere, deep in the delves of her mind, she knew she didn't need to whisper. There was something so secretive about what they had done, however, that it only seemed right. She hoped Ally and Caitlin had an idea because Susan's mind had just gone blank.
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Post by puddlefeet on Oct 30, 2007 15:30:13 GMT -5
After giving Quin an angry scowl, a loud incantation followed by a flash of light sent Ally staggering a few steps back: looking back to see the culprit, she only saw a shell-shocked Caitlin with her wand out. Her previously cool exterior shattered.
“N-no,” she stammered anxiously as she spun her head around to see the now-frozen Quin rigid on the floor.
Her impeccable record to date floated lazily across her mind; she envisioned someone lighting it on fire with incendio. Sinking to the floor, she gave a small gasp mixed with a dry sob.
“I’ve helped a perpetrator. I’ve helped a perpetrator,” she mumbled into her knees, hugging them close to her chest. “Oh, I’m going to be in so much trouble…” Caught up in her own anxieties, she let loose another choked sob and buried her head further between her legs in response to Susan’s question.
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Post by quin on Oct 30, 2007 16:01:49 GMT -5
Quin, still rigid on the floor, looked up with a mocking horror. Peevish little twit.. She thought, still rigid on the floor. Hmm, it was an odd feeling. And she tried to open her mouth, though it was stuck faster then time she had put glue on Jimmy's sandwich. At least she wasn't bound hand and foot. Looking behind her, well, out of the corner of her eye. Pretending she saw a teacher, she let her eyes go wide with panic, and a gutular gurgle came from her throat.
Heno, who had been pacing across the beam, looked down when his friend was hexed. Snarling furioususly, he leapt down, landing on Caitlins head. Sitting their, snarling, he started to dig his little claws into her head. Quin, unaware, was still looking panicly at the dark corridor, not noticing that Heno was currently mauling a student. The little pine martin wasn't half bad, either.
She regretted her move after she saw Ally, bunched on the floor. She liked playing pranks, but, not when they weren't her targit. Crap! She thought, but, really, it wasn't a big deal to get in trouble, she had millions of times.
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Post by Caitlin Collins on Oct 30, 2007 17:08:25 GMT -5
As the oldest member of the group, Caitlin was beginning to feel extremely worried at the reactions to how she'd just cursed Quin. She heard Susan's comment on not following her own advice and winced, knowing the statement to be true but having been unable to control herself. When Quin had pulled herself and Caity off the Astronomy Tower, she had not unleashed her full anger, thinking that maybe the 1st year was just having a bad week or was slightly insane. This time, though, she had utterly failed at keeping a rein on her emotions.
"What are we going to do now?" Susan whispered, but Caity only just heard her. She was too concerned about Ally at that moment. The young Ravenclaw had bunched up on the floor, crying by the looks of things, and probably hyperventilating. Moving towards the girl to comfort her and reassure her it would be alright (while trying to remember the reversal spell to freezing someone), and feeling very guilty for causing such distress to someone four years younger than her, she was unprepared for the furry, wriggling thing fell onto her head from the rafters where Quin had been hidden and started to dig claws into her scalp. She quickly realised that the thing was an animal, probably this 'Heno' she'd heard mentioned when people talked about Quin's latest escapade, and it was successfully defending its mistress by attacking her and causing her a lot of pain.
"Dammit!" she yelled, grabbing wildly at the pine marten viciously clawing at her. "Susan? Help!" she yelped, hoping this wasn't causing Ally any more distress and that no teachers would be attracted by the noise. She tried to quieten her squeals, but Heno dug his sharp claws into a particularly sensitive part of her scalp and that idea went to pieces. She'd dropped her wand in all the panic, as well.
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Post by Susan Matthews on Oct 30, 2007 18:09:59 GMT -5
Susan didn't know how it happened, but some how in the midst of things, Quin's eyes madly darted from the corridor back to the three, Ally had started to breakdown, and a very vicious martin had begun to attack Caitlin's head. Caitlin called out to Susan in distress. "Oh boy," Susan muttered, seeing now way out of this sticky situation. Susan though fast, of all the spells she'd ever learned and how they mind save Caitlin's wet, but gorgeous dark brown hair. Susan's first instinct was to use an "Inciendo" spell, just to see Quin's little friend burst into flames. Susan realized how risky that would be, though, with Caitlin's hair so close to the freakish little animal.
Making her decision, Susan yelled, "Reducio!" She was careful to point her wand at only the pine martin. Once the martin was half it's original size, Susan used a Levitating Charm to gently pull it away from Caitlin's hair. Because the furry creature was smaller, Susan could hold it in the air easier, and it was also easier to convince it to release it's gnawing grasp on Caitlin's scalp.
"Are you alright, Caitlin?" Susan called shakily. The miniature pine martin squirmed relentlessly in mid air, making it rather hard to keep it from falling. "Can you reverse the freezing spell?" Susan asked, speaking to no one in particular and concentrating mostly on the writhing animal in the air above her. "If we release Quin," Susan reasoned, "And Quin decides to tell on us, It will be her word against ours . . . And who's going to believe Quin?" Susan ended with a hopeful nod.
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Post by puddlefeet on Oct 31, 2007 5:13:36 GMT -5
You’re overreacting. That was the first thought that passed through her mind after it slowly began to regain its usual functionality. Ally agreed wholeheartedly with it: she’d made a right git of herself. Still, that didn’t stop the terrible ache in her heart; if she were to be expelled, it would be nothing short of devastating.
Ally perked her head up slightly at Caity’s comforting touch, and the embarrassment kicked in. Giving an amused hiccough at her own foolishness, Alexis put a lone finger to her cheek and was slightly surprised to find it wet. She’d been crying? Preposterous! Feeling her cheeks redden yet again, she buried her head back into her knees, though this time for an altogether different reason.
The sudden withdrawal of Caity’s hand and her shriek of surprise was enough to jerk Alexis back into reality. She gave a small start as she noticed a forest martin clawing furiously at her skull. Jumping to her feet, she gave a slow sigh of relief as Susan rectified the situation. With an angry glare at Quin for not keeping a better tab on her ‘pet’, she noticed that the creature was squealing rather loudly. Realising this to be a prime bait for any passing teachers, she quickly pointed her wand at its shrunken snout, and murmured softly, “Silencio.”
The cries of the furious animal subsided immediately; Ally felt a twinge of pity for it as it thrashed about around desperately - yet silently - in midair.
Giving a watery chuckle at Susan’s next comments, she paused as she thought about her suggestion.
“N-no,” she hiccoughed, her head moving from side to side slowly. “Prior incantum. It’s r-rare, but if it comes down to it, they might use it on our wands…”
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Post by quin on Nov 3, 2007 9:36:42 GMT -5
Heno, finding it a rather odd sensation to be shortened, floated, and quieted with in a minute, snarl at the lot of them, though not a sqweak came out. Flashing is sharp little teeth, he daitily pulled in his claws, and started to lick is paw as if he were an innocent kitten. He flashed the group one last snarl, a glare, and a very resentful look around the group, and began to doggy paddle to Quin, and it looked rather odd.
Quin, who was still trussled up rolled her eyes at them, winking at Heno when they couldn't see, and pretended to send him a scolding glare. Poor mistreated Heno. They would never hear the end of this. They could insult, hex, hurt, or otherwizes do anything to her, but enough was enough when they brought her Heno into this. But, she had to be a "good girl" until they let her out.
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