((Joe the bat needs to get out more, sooo... Hope you don't mind.))
Somewhere along the way, a silver-furred bat circles overhead briefly, and then swoops down to land on Ford's shoulder, clinging with his claws. "Nice kimono," he says.
Aware of his latest victim's new friend's discomfort, the bat shifts about until his claws are only material-deep. "Hm. Very good quality." He makes a show of nosing at the kimono as if to judge its quality, when he's in actuality trying to (subtly) sniff Ford's neck. "Did you enjoy Japan?"
Domino was taking her usual cigarette walk. There's nothing like fresh air while you're poisoning your lungs, she thought. However, her attention was drawn to a man in a robe, and she stopped. She made it very obvious she was staring at him.
Ford notices Domino and stares back. He doesn't blink. He trained himself to blink now and then because it seems to bother Earthlings when he doesn't, but he can stop any time he likes. His smile is somewhere in the nebulous regions between "goofy" and "menacing".
From a distance, Sirius spots a man with a pipe of some sort sticking out of a satchel. Could it really be...
"Dung!" he shouts, striding quickly towards him. He hasn't seen his old pal Mundungus Fletcher in ages. Knowing Dung, there must be some really interesting items in that satchel.
He looks curiously at the man approaching him. "Sorry, what?" Dung? Ford glances quickly at his shoes to see if he has inadvertently stepped in something. No. Perhaps it's some sort of ritual greeting where this man comes from. "Shit!" Ford shouts back cheerfully.
"Deal gone wrong, Dung?" Good ol' Dung, always cheerful even when cursing up a storm. Molly Weasley could say what she wants about Dung, but Sirius would always consider him a right bloke and a good mate.
But as he approached Dung and was about to give him a man-hug and ask what good stuff was in the satchel, he suddenly realised that Dung was not Dung at all.
"Oh - sorry 'bout that, mate. Thought you were someone else, an old friend." He held out his hand. "Sirius Black."
Abby was out for a walk when she noticed...was that Ford? He'd been gone for quite a while, and so much had changed. At first, she was going to walk past him, but decided to stop.
Ford shifts guiltily when he sees Abby. He suddenly feels like he's been caught at something, although he can't think what. The feeling passes quickly. He smiles back at her.
"I've been good. In addition to being insane, I got turned into a cat by magical chocolate. I got better, as you can tell. You also missed the Prefect elections." She grinned widely. "I won! It came down to a runoff and I won!" She was glad to see him again, and hugged him.
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Somewhere along the way, a silver-furred bat circles overhead briefly, and then swoops down to land on Ford's shoulder, clinging with his claws. "Nice kimono," he says.
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"Thanks. I picked it up at a club in Kyoto. Or possibly at a club called Kyoto. One of those."
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"Dung!" he shouts, striding quickly towards him. He hasn't seen his old pal Mundungus Fletcher in ages. Knowing Dung, there must be some really interesting items in that satchel.
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But as he approached Dung and was about to give him a man-hug and ask what good stuff was in the satchel, he suddenly realised that Dung was not Dung at all.
"Oh - sorry 'bout that, mate. Thought you were someone else, an old friend." He held out his hand. "Sirius Black."
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He shakes Sirius' hand. "Ford Prefect. Nice to meet you."
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"Hey, stranger. Long time no see." She grinned.
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"Abby! How've you been?"
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"So you're the new Ravenclaw prefect! Congratulations." He hugged her and gave her a pat on the back. "I can't think of anyone better for the job."
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