Post by Sirius James Elvendork Novus on Jun 26, 2009 23:35:09 GMT -5
THIS PLACE WAS SPOOOOOOOOOKY! 
As Sirius wandered through the third floor corridor, he found himself wishing that he had worn a couple extra pairs of underpanties just in case he wet himself. He wasn't exactly sure how he ended up in this general direction. The last he remembered, he was innocently walking up the stairs from a lovely day out on the grounds, playing CROUCHING TIGER HIDDEN SIRIUS!!! with Mark and Old Yeller. Sweating and covered in mud, the Hufflepuff had begun to make his way upstairs for ... well, why, he wasn't exactly sure, but it had something to do with a water fountain. Anyway. On the top step of the second floor staircase, Old Yeller either became under the illusion that they were still playing or was making an attempt at freedom. Sirius began to yell and scream for help and at Old Yeller and everything was all so hectic and BAM he somehow landed here.
But, alas, he was a Novus, and Novuses make the most of things, dammit! Nearly peeing his pants, he knelt down and picked up Old Yeller. He fixed the snake with a strict glare before going into a ramble. "JUST LOOOOOOOOK WHAT YOU'VE GOT US INTO, OLD YELLER! I know, I know, CROUCHING TIGER HIDDEN SIRIUS was loads of fun and stuff, but we can't aaaaalways be playing, which I know is depressing and stuff but sometimes I just get tuckered out and I wanna relaaax for a bit even though I know you're just a big ball of energy." Old Yeller gave Sirius a look that resembled one an angry carnivore would give its prey. However, the firstie mistaked it for one of sadness. "It'll be okaaaaay, boy, I still love you and all, I just wish you would listen to me every once in a while. I mean I feed and bathe you and play with you aaaaaaaaallll of the time, the least you could do is listen to me," said Sirius, sniffling.
Around the end of his monologue, the Hufflepuff became suddenly aware that it was getting raaaaather dark in here ... Probably because it was almost NIGHT TIME! What a PHENOMENON! It was at this point that Sirius began to cry, leaning against the corridor wall and crying his little heart out. "I MISS MY MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMY!!!" he screeched, hiding his face in his hands. Mark remained silent, clearly speechless at his best friends' sadness, while Old Yeller hissed in what some would translate as a malicious manner. Sliding down to the floor, Sirius continued to sob into his arms obnoxiously. Maybe someone would hear him and come heeeeeeelp him. He wiped his snotty nose on the sleeve of his robe then had an idea. AHA! THE SPELL HE HAD USED TO DUEL BRAWLIN' RAWLINS A COUPLE OF DAYS AGO! He pulled out his wand and cried, "LUUUUUMOS!!!" because that was really the only pitch his voice had at the moment. A dull light flared at the end of his wand, which would hopefully ward off the evil monsters.
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As Sirius wandered through the third floor corridor, he found himself wishing that he had worn a couple extra pairs of underpanties just in case he wet himself. He wasn't exactly sure how he ended up in this general direction. The last he remembered, he was innocently walking up the stairs from a lovely day out on the grounds, playing CROUCHING TIGER HIDDEN SIRIUS!!! with Mark and Old Yeller. Sweating and covered in mud, the Hufflepuff had begun to make his way upstairs for ... well, why, he wasn't exactly sure, but it had something to do with a water fountain. Anyway. On the top step of the second floor staircase, Old Yeller either became under the illusion that they were still playing or was making an attempt at freedom. Sirius began to yell and scream for help and at Old Yeller and everything was all so hectic and BAM he somehow landed here.
But, alas, he was a Novus, and Novuses make the most of things, dammit! Nearly peeing his pants, he knelt down and picked up Old Yeller. He fixed the snake with a strict glare before going into a ramble. "JUST LOOOOOOOOK WHAT YOU'VE GOT US INTO, OLD YELLER! I know, I know, CROUCHING TIGER HIDDEN SIRIUS was loads of fun and stuff, but we can't aaaaalways be playing, which I know is depressing and stuff but sometimes I just get tuckered out and I wanna relaaax for a bit even though I know you're just a big ball of energy." Old Yeller gave Sirius a look that resembled one an angry carnivore would give its prey. However, the firstie mistaked it for one of sadness. "It'll be okaaaaay, boy, I still love you and all, I just wish you would listen to me every once in a while. I mean I feed and bathe you and play with you aaaaaaaaallll of the time, the least you could do is listen to me," said Sirius, sniffling.
Around the end of his monologue, the Hufflepuff became suddenly aware that it was getting raaaaather dark in here ... Probably because it was almost NIGHT TIME! What a PHENOMENON! It was at this point that Sirius began to cry, leaning against the corridor wall and crying his little heart out. "I MISS MY MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMY!!!" he screeched, hiding his face in his hands. Mark remained silent, clearly speechless at his best friends' sadness, while Old Yeller hissed in what some would translate as a malicious manner. Sliding down to the floor, Sirius continued to sob into his arms obnoxiously. Maybe someone would hear him and come heeeeeeelp him. He wiped his snotty nose on the sleeve of his robe then had an idea. AHA! THE SPELL HE HAD USED TO DUEL BRAWLIN' RAWLINS A COUPLE OF DAYS AGO! He pulled out his wand and cried, "LUUUUUMOS!!!" because that was really the only pitch his voice had at the moment. A dull light flared at the end of his wand, which would hopefully ward off the evil monsters.
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