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| Grindylow
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Tiana Patterson Gryffindor Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Forsfelle Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: ???? Hufflepuff Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Mirabelle Draguar Ravenclaw Fourth Year Ministry Department Head:
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Originally Posted by Charely Potter
Falcon nearly choked as well with her comment, "Well, vomit is one the last things on my mind when I look at you." He said, pausing at how his words could be interpreted. He did like Iris, and wanted her to know and like him too, but was it too strong, too soon?
Who could've done so? He had some thoughts on who. "... maybe this someone doesn't hate you but wishes they had what you did?" Guestimating, because it could be worse whatever was done to her. "... Wee could look up some potion remedies, if you already tried to rinse it off, that is." If not well, there was a lake here. But what was she willing to do, he wondered. Iris ate up the last of her biscuit in silence as she processed Falcon's words. Smiling faintly she murmured back to him. "Thanks, that helps." To know that the guy she really liked didn't think she looked awful was always a plus. Iris furrowed her brows in thought as she considered Falcon's guess. What do I have that someone else could be jealous of? "I'm good on a broom, I'm not so bad in most classes except maybe transfiguration since I turned a needle into a rat that had everyone shrieking, and standing on their chairs the other day." That had a been a sight, and had earned her a long look and a sigh from the Professor who had assigned her extra homework to practice. Iris grinned slightly before getting serious again...."Could it be that someone is jealous because I spend time with you outside classes?"
Casting a glance down at the lake water to mask her sudden nervousness at the admission Iris asked when her gaze landed on Falcon again with hopefully a steady tone. "If i try to rinse my hair off in the lake over the side of the boat will you hold on to me so I don't make this boat keel over?" Not waiting for Falcons answer since a hair rinse sounder simpler than brewing a potion Iris stuck her head down over the side of the boat, and into the water.
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