"No one." ...[open 3rd!]
UGH!
Draco's books flew up, his arms pinwheeling wildly before his bum hit stone and he fell backwards. He tilted one designer dragon hide boot and sneered upon sight of the expensive sole, now thick with goo and nastiness. His messenger bag had slipped from his shoulder, and it's contents spilled with the thud of books and the delicate sound of ( Read more... )
Draco's books flew up, his arms pinwheeling wildly before his bum hit stone and he fell backwards. He tilted one designer dragon hide boot and sneered upon sight of the expensive sole, now thick with goo and nastiness. His messenger bag had slipped from his shoulder, and it's contents spilled with the thud of books and the delicate sound of ( Read more... )
Distilling, although not difficult, took many hours of monitoring and a carefully prepared ingredient. Daisy roots were no rose petals, and he had some big plans for this magically infused draft. Being that, it was a more delicate mixture than a common distilling.
Also, he had plucked those daisies himself.
He didn't want to risk the safety of what what left of his efforts, so he decided it better to ignore Roman's remarks. Impatient, he dove a hand into his bag and withdrew 2 pieces of Drooble's Best Blowing Gum. When he felt the bold flavour hit his tongue, he could hardly contain his own smug little smirk.
You know, I wouldn't describe it as "dangerous" exactly. I might choose "unstable" though, due to it's lack of completion and.. look the burn's not going to get any better.
Two fingers picked the fruity teethed rubber from his mouth and he offered it to Roman with purpose,
Did you want to cork it, or should I?
Some muffled giggling from down the hall.
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"Child!" he said sternly; the advantage of the accent was that it was very easy to sound stern to English children, and Roman did a good impression of an enraged professor, when necessary. "Come out from behind there, you will explain this now."
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