RI: This one is gonna be fun! I realize how short it is; I had a bit of trouble writing it.
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244. I shouldn't throw Fanged-Frisbees in the Great Hall.
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"Heads up!" Someone yelled throwing what looked like a normal Frisbee from the doors of the Great Hall.
Looking up instinctively, Draco Malfoy screeched before diving under the Slytherin table. "Arrowin, I am going to kill you!" He screeched; his hair mussed up from the sudden movement.
Laughing like an idiot, she ran, or tried to, from the entrance of the great hall. "Dway!" she squealed, trying to get away from a furious Draco.
"Miss Arrowin, detention tonight in my office at 7. And twenty points from Slytherin." Professor Vector (wait, is Prof. Vector a girl?) said, a frown marring her plain face.
Quickly giving a mock salute to the professors, Kaylin began skipping to the dungeons to gather her supplies. "I'd be careful wif my Frisbee. It tends… to nibble." She smirked, walking away; her cloak billowing around not unlike Severus Snapes'.
"What do ye think she means?" McGonagall asked, her Scottish brogue coming to the surface.
Thinking quickly, Harry, who had followed the professors, turned to Hermione and yelled, "Everyone Duck! Fanged Frisbee!"
At that exact moment it came to life and tried to scalp anyone who wasn't able to hide very well.
XxX The Next morning; Great hall xXxX
"Dammit you too! Can't you see she is a slimy death eater?" Ron yelled, his face turning an interesting shade of puce.
Harry, having heard this conversation at least a dozen times, tuned it out in favor of watching the object of scorn by most of the Gryffindor. "Ron, She is a possible Muggleborn, who loves pranking anyone and everyone. Really, think about this." Harry replied calmly and logically, taking a gulp of pumpkin juice noticing the strange taste it carried.
"Ummm, Harry did you happen to eat something strange?" Hermione asked, grabbing a small mirror from her bag.
Looking down, afraid of what he would see, Harry gasped and stood abruptly; making his long black hair swirl in movement and new appendages on his head twitch in anger. "Arrowin!" he screamed, causing everyone to look at him and the now vacant spot where a very scared Kaylin Arrowin had possibly ran off.
"Is he gone yet?" a whispering voice asked from the Slytherin table, eliciting a chuckle from Draco Malfoy.
Squeaking quietly, she tried to crawl away, only to be caught by a very furious Harry Potter. "What the hell is wrong with you Arrowin?" he growled, bopping her head a couple of times.
"Hawwy, it'll weaw off before 3rd clash." She dismissed, waving her hand before struggling out of her robe and walking away quickly, she not wearing a blouse or bra.
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"Twenty points to Slytherin for a clever use of a potion." Severus drawled, looking Kaylin in the eye as he said so.
Laughing evilly, Kaylin began her potion; causing half the Gryffindor to shudder in fear.
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RI: Oh man! Oh man! Oh man! I can't believe how late this is. Dammit!
Now for more things about me!
1. I hate Mary Sues! They make RI angry *Goes She-Hulk*!
2. I am terribly afraid of spiders. They scare the bejeesus outta me.
3. I love to LARP and RP. Though the LARP has hit a rough patch. One veil of madness spell gone awry and suddenly I can't be a mage.
4. My hair is a very dark red. And very very curly. I have lost money in my hair. This is a fact.
5. I dun tan; I burn, then freckle.
