"I don't darn get it!" Horace said, one afternoon.
Will looked at him quizzically. His big friend was probably fuming now, considering the tone of his voice.
Will swiveled his seat to look at him, "May I ask what you don't get?"
Horace paid no heed to him, and sat on his bed, his hands on his knees and covering his face. They were at an Inn, and to save money, Halt, Horace, and Will shared a room together while Evanlyn was sharing a room with Alyss.
Horace muttered to himself, "I shall get back at that red haired guy for insulting me. But there's the problem with that magic guy!" Horace yelled in frustration and slammed his fist on the bed.
"Careful! Another hit like that and you'll be sleeping on the floor!" Will said. Knowing what was bugging Horace, Will didn't need to listen any further. Inside, he as actually pondering on the three magicians, and since Rangers were known to use dark magic, Will thought that they were some sort of Rangers in another country.
Horace suddenly sat straight up, causing him to groan as he bonged into Will's upper bunk bed. "Damn, I sure wish I could get back at that Ron guy."
"It's just a silly little laugh, Horace. I'm sure he meant no harm." Will replied.
At that moment, Halt decided to slip into view. He had returned a few minutes ago with news, but couldn't help overhearing their conversations, "But I'm sure you did the bed some harm."
Horace flipped back, "How the hell did you get here?!"
"Oh, simple. The door."
"Halt! Why are you back so sudden?" Will asked, "I thought you were out with Malcom."
"Indeed I was, but Malcom wants me to tell you that he wants to have a lunch with us as a sorry note for yesterday."
"What does he mean by yesterday? Yesterday was quite fun!"
"AHA!" Horace bellowed, "I know how to get back at him!"
"Good for you." Halt simply said.
"Horace, is it really necessary? Just one little laugh and-"
"No no! It's a really good plan! I just need you two to help me!"
Will threw his hands in the air and sighed, "Proceed on."
"Since you could move without being seen, I need you two to scare him!"
"And what makes you think I'll do it?" Halt asked. Horace is a bright one, but sometimes, his brightness gets in a way of his thinking. Like right now. Halt gave him a glare as he continued on.
"Well, I just thought that two is better than one and..." Horace left the thought hanging. Somehow, he knew they weren't going to comply.
"Horace, you're my most trusted friend, my partner, my brother!" Will glanced at Horace to make sure he fell for the trick, "but you need to get revenge on him, not me. I will, however, give you tips on how to sneak up on him."
Horace, who had his dignity up while Will praised him, was now crushed as he heard Will couldn't help him. When he heard the last sentence though, his spirits rose again and he was satisfied.
"Sure!" He shook Will's hand and gave a great shake. Will stuttered under the power, but Horace was too happy to notice.
Horace stood behind the tree and observed the red haired guy. Since the forest was so thick, he doubted he could be seen. Plus, Will had lent him his cloak, and now Horace was extra sure that he was almost invisible. Except for the fact that he couldn't help twitching once in a while.
"God damn it. How does Will stand still for so long?" He whispered to himself.
Ron was practicing his magic on transforming a mushroom to flowers, and Horace knew that if he went too soon, he will be zapped.
Finally, Horace couldn't take it anymore, and he quietly crept out of the tree's protection. He neared Ron's back, where Ron was sitting on a log, and widened his arms. He wanted to give him a great shake, something he can't forget, when...
"Bloody hell! Furnunculus!"
And Horace fell down, grabbing his hand, which was boiling and made him almost faint from the sight of it.
Will, who had been observing Horace the whole time, ran out to help his friend. "Help!" He yelled.
Malcom came running out, and when he saw the situation, called to Trobar to transport Horace into the house. Will turned to glare at Ron, and instinctively nocked an arrow onto his bow. He had just sent it flying when Hermione came out, hearing the shouts, and zapped at the arrow a second before it almost landed.
Ron, scared of what's going to happen next, ran into the forest where Hermione realized what happened. She ran to Horace and began giving a series of instructions.
"No Malcom! You are not suppose to touch it!" She said, her voice a little raised.
"But how are you suppose to insert medicine to heal this?" Will heard him ask back.
"By magic! Come on! Give-me-my-Malcom!"
"I will have no magic in here, Miss Granger! Now let go like a good girl!"
Will felt a nudge on his shoulder and turned to find Tug there. He patted his head once, and then thought of giving him an apple. He decided against the idea, as Tug had done nothing good for the fact, giving him an apple will only spoil him further.
I have always heard people say, "An apple a day keeps the veterinarians away."
"Only you say that and you had your apple this morning!" Will replied.
Doesn't mean anything. I had to keep up with the cold while you get a warm bed and all.
"You are trained for that."
Tug just flicked his mane and Will was reminded of a horse rolling his eyes. He softly neighed, and saw 2 girls and a boy coming through. They sat on one of the log tables, and Will realized it was Alyss and Evanlyn. With the guy called Harry Potter.
Will clenched his fist as the guy wrapped his arm around the girls. He felt a pang of jealousy inside his chest, but he shook his head. Tug nudged him on the shoulder again with a look close to a mock.
You know you're jealous.
"I am not, I'm just glad Alyss is having fun." Will said. Evanlyn turned her head to the sound and beckoned Will over. He reluctantly walked over and sat across them. When he arrived, however, Alyss didn't let him know any recognition. She was distracted by Harry telling her a story.
"-and my godfather never came back! He went into the curtain and never came back!" He heard Harry say. His head was now covered by his hands and the table, while Alyss patted his back. He caught her eye, but only for a second. She continued patting him, and soothing him with words that made the jealousy grow even more.
"It's all right. I'm here, your friends are here. We'll support you." She cooed. Harry looked up, and was surprised to see such gentle eyes and a beautiful face. He was suddenly aware of how stupid he looked.
"That's right, we're here." The other one said, but he heard none of it. His eyes, ears, and maybe his heart was only for the lady before him. He remembered how he was practicing riding on his broomstick, when Evanyln came to watch. He showed her a few tricks, and finally bumped into a tree. Alyss came running out, and how she touched him felt so good! He thanked her, and somehow, he ended up talking about his past.
She's that mesmerizing, he thought. If only he could kiss her, then he would decide if Ginny's kiss was better, or her's. He suddenly realized that they were waiting for an answer, so he said in a deep voice, "Thanks, you would not believe how happy that makes me."
The girl named Alyss tilted her head a bit, probably because of his British accent. Her voice is also soothing, he thought. But what about her lips? He couldn't handle it anymore, and tried to kiss her. The girl had only realize the boy sitting in front of them, and turned her head, making him kiss her on the cheek. He felt a slight pain on his hand.
The girl turned to face him, and smiled. Her eyes though, were cold. "I hope that was only for a thank you. Any more serious then you are dead."
He felt a confusion, and finally noticed hot blood trickling down his hand. It's like they were slightly sliced, he thought. When he looked up, however, he couldn't help but feel like the fellow in front of him was slightly grinning. It was then he felt the pain.
Will put back the saxe knife in his scabbard. When Harry kissed Alyss, he couldn't help but stab his hand. He almost controlled it. Almost. Instead, the saxe knife sliced a bit of his skin off. Will saw him repair it with his wand.
Damn it.
Will had to get Alyss away before he tried another move. Besides, who can't fall in love with her?
He cleared his throat, "Alyss, would you like to have lunch with me?"
Alyss looked at him, and he saw a playful tease in her eyes. "Of course. Harry, Evanlyn, would you like to accompany us?"
She received a shake of their heads, and they rose. Alyss followed Will into a far edge of the clearing, only to realize he didn't have lunch.
"I'm sorry, I forgot my lunch at the castle and-"
"and you just wanted me to get away from Harry." Alyss finished for him.
He felt his ears get a bit warmer, "Partially right. I really do want to have lunch with you."
"Then you are glad I'm your girlfriend and I have lunch." She brought out a picnic basket from behind her back. "I was going to share this with Evanlyn, but you'll do."
While they were eating, Will couldn't help ask, "Did you like the kiss?"
She tilted her head.
He tried again, "D-do you like Harry kissing you?"
"Of course I did! His lips are so soft! And-" She looked at Will and saw his brow was furrowed. "If only I could have the kiss of my boyfriend then I would be able to decide."
"Do you think Harry kisses you better or I do?" Will spat out.
"Well, it depends. I never had a kiss from you."
"Y-yes you did!"
"Hmm? When did I?"
"Um...Right now!" He leaned in to kiss her, and was surprised she responded enthusiastically. They sat there, and the weight of Will's body made them fall, and Will was on top of her. It was then at that minute where Ron had come out, disturbing their kiss.
Ron was flung onto the ground, giving a yell. Halt, who had been spying on Will and Alyss, came out and was startled to see a red haired guy on the floor. His surprise turned into anger as he saw Abelard coming out.
"So you tried to ride on him," Halt said, making his question into a statement.
"Something's wrong with your horse! How are you suppose to ride on it without it bucking you off 10 meters?" Ron complained, picking himself up and dusting him.
"Only a fool would ride on a Ranger's horse," Halt said, simply. Inside, he was fuming that Ron would try to steal his horse, but he concealed it.
"Oh no," Will said, already up and about. He whispered to Ron, "He's really angry right now, but when he hides it, that is more scarier."
"I'll show you how to ride this horse. All it takes is a little practice."
"So that means I'm riding that thing again?! That is a monster!"
Will chuckled inside for a bit, knowing that you needed a code, and practice meant that you have to do it over and over again, until it's perfect. Good luck, he thought.
For a few hours, Halt and Ron were somewhere in the forest, and Will could hear plenty of yells, but after 4 hours, he heard the biggest one yet. Ron came running out and Halt followed behind, snails and slugs coming out of his mouth. Alyss and Will were spending their time together, on one of the log benches, playing with Shadow, and Will's face darkened as Ron came out to disrupt them again. He jumped up when he saw Halt though, and gave a yell of help. Malcom heard the shout, and Hermione did too.
After dealing with Horace and Malcom realizing that Hermione was the one who could fix it, he let her do some magic. Outside his house.
"Gorlin's teeth, it's like being on a boat again." Halt said, after spitting out a slug.
Well, I hope that isn't too bad. After all, I'm now choosing a word and making a story from it. The story's word of today was "slug." Anyway, thank you
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