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onepassingnight2012-03-18 03:21 am
hero_complexed) wrote in onepassingnight2012-03-18 03:21 am
Spell 001 | Harry Potter | Behind on Homework
[ There is a boy seated at a small desk in a darkened room scribbling away on a piece of parchment surrounded by books. He stops writing only to pull out more Parchment and starting to write on that. It isn't long before he grabs more parchment and abandons the other piece. He starts writing faster now as the stack of books begins to grow in height as does the blank parchment. ]
[ He's not writing fast enough, however as the stacks continue to grow and grow until they can no longer continue up and topple over-spilling all over the classroom floor. Somehow, when they toppled they took Harry's half-completed homework with them and all the papers and books are scattered all over the floor. When he goes to sort through them again the papers seem quite insistent on staying where they are and a few even try to bite the poor kid. ]
[ They rearrange themselves on the floor and the essay he had been writing shows itself at last. He doesn't think anything of it as it waves to him and stalks forward to grab it, only it disappears and then reappears on top of the chandelier, still waving and now it even feels like it's giggling while it's so far out of his reach. ]
[ He's not writing fast enough, however as the stacks continue to grow and grow until they can no longer continue up and topple over-spilling all over the classroom floor. Somehow, when they toppled they took Harry's half-completed homework with them and all the papers and books are scattered all over the floor. When he goes to sort through them again the papers seem quite insistent on staying where they are and a few even try to bite the poor kid. ]
[ They rearrange themselves on the floor and the essay he had been writing shows itself at last. He doesn't think anything of it as it waves to him and stalks forward to grab it, only it disappears and then reappears on top of the chandelier, still waving and now it even feels like it's giggling while it's so far out of his reach. ]
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Does it talk?
[Yuffie's standing on her tiptoes now, trying to get a closer look at the thing.]
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[Stupid, taunting essay. Yuffie gives it a glare before calling up to it:]
Hey, you gonna come down anytime soon? We've got a nice present for you down here!
[She has no idea what she's doing, but trickery always helps.]
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...I don't think it believes you.