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Post by Elizabeth Weasley on May 14, 2007 0:09:35 GMT -5
Elizabeth Weasley walked slowly through the lawns thinking quite complicated thoughts. She really wanted to start the year with a bang. Literally. Fred and George had promised that they would send her the ultimate prank supplies; she just had to think of what to do as the ultimate prank.
She was hoping that walking around would give her some inspiration. It mostly did. Being alone, walking through the grass. It brang to mind countless pranks in countless generations before her. Her own parents had walked along this grass and, although they didn't prank a lot, they had probably had a few ideas like that.
Now, it was her turn. She was going to make the biggest prank Hogwarts had ever seen. Everybody had heard of what the infamous Marauders had done. Now, she wanted her name to go down in the books like that. Something that nobody had ever done before. A prank like no other.
Elizabeth sighed and sat down. She had been walking for almost an hour and had tired herself out. She despaired of ever thinking of a good prank. She looked around, thinking that talking to somebody would be better than just sitting here feeling sorry for herself.
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Mathew Zabini
Slytherin
Sixth Year Beater
Troublemaker for life
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Post by Mathew Zabini on May 14, 2007 20:22:18 GMT -5
Mathew wandered around the lawns, looking around to see anyone or anything that would be worth the fun. There were a couple of first years talking amongst themselves, but he had already pulled a few pranks on some half an hour ago. Lately he has been doing these pranks alone. Sure, it may not be as much fun, but he just didn¡¦t like having partners. He didn¡¦t trust them. The last experiences that he had didn¡¦t go so well and it bothered him for some time.
Mathew squint his eyes and looked at a figure that seemed to be sitting down. He quickly noticed who it was. Elizabeth Weasley. To him she was a different Gyffindor, someone that should have been in Slytherin instead. A spell on her would be perfect. Quietly he sneaked behind a bush while she wasn¡¦t looking. He took out his wand and pointed it directly at her face. ¡§Furnunculus .¡¨ He whispered, and was already smirking before anything happened.
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Post by Elizabeth Weasley on May 14, 2007 22:02:33 GMT -5
Elizabeth jumped and gave a muffled little 'eek' as she already felt her body erupting in boils. She knew immediately which curse had caused it. It had been a favorite of hers before she had realized the real damage it could do. It didn't mean she didn't not do it anymore. It just meant that she made sure now she was never caught doing it.
Turning to go to the nurse's office, Elizabeth changed her mind and looked around. She was already covered in boils but she wasn't going to rest until she knew who did this to her. And whoever it was was going to pay. Elizabeth tenderly touched her cheek and set off in search of whoever it was.
She suddenly stopped as she thought she heard a sound. Just a small breath but being the littlest Elizabeth had learned at an early age how to eavesdrop well and could probably hear a pin drop on grass. Elizabeth walked behind the bush and nearly jumped in fright. Even though she had heard a sound she hadn't actually expected somebody to be there.
"Mathew." Elizabeth said cooly, waiting for him to say something before she hexed him into oblivion.
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Mathew Zabini
Slytherin
Sixth Year Beater
Troublemaker for life
Posts: 40
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Post by Mathew Zabini on May 15, 2007 22:04:07 GMT -5
Mathew almost wanted to burst into laughter as he watch Elizabeth get covered in boils. He couldn't controlled himself, and accidentally escaped a snicker. Quickly Mathew covered his mouth. Hopefully she didn't hear that.
"How did you know it was me?" Mathew said with a smirk as he came out of the brush. He hair got all messed up from the leaves and branches, so he ruffled it a bit and then slipped his hands in his pocket. He couldn't contain himself from looking at her face. Suddenly Mathew burst into laughter. "You... you look like a pig." He said, trying to stop himself. "A very cute pig."
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