Goofing about (open)

[Arthur Weasley]

i used to obsess over living
Now I only obsess over you
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Arthur woke up early Saturday morning and quickly dressed, it was 6am and he was excited to get down to the courtyard to do some early reading. During a Hogsmead weekend he purchased a new book he had discovered in his Muggles are Mysterious magazine. The book was title Muggle Sayings. Arthur smiled and laughed to himself as he quickly dressed into casual robes and attire. Clutching the book tightly to his chest he jogged down the moving staircase then jumped to the bottom landing. Eager to leave he nodded as he passed by a few friends and acquaintances, he didn't really want to stop to chat.

Out in the courtyard it was warm and sunny, a perfect day to find a nice tree to sit under its shade. Arthur couldn't help but smile when the spine of the book gave a crack as he opened it for the first time. The pages were smooth and bright with the inky black lettering. "Muggle Sayings"Arthur spoke the title out loud. Excited Arthur closed his eyes and flipped through the pages then stopped at one spot with his finger. Opening his eyes he looked for the first saying. He had stopped at the letter S. "Screw Ball?" Arthur raised an eyebrow. "saying, you are a screwball. Meaning, you are crazy" Arthur doubled over laughing to himself. Tears were welling in his eyes, he couldn't believe that muggles could come up with such a word. Arthur laughed himself to hiccups. "Screw-hic-ball" Arthur kept laughing and kept trying to get the word out but it was impossible, the hiccups were too bad. Trying to calm himself he wiped the tears from his eyes and tried to take a few deep breaths. Finally settling himself he closed the book and leaned back against the trunk of the tree. "How muggles come up with such odd sayings is beyond me." Sighing Arthur opened up the book once more, this time he opened up to the I's. "I'm going to give you the old 1, 2" Arthur thought for a moment but could not come up with anything that would be exciting or funny about getting a number one or a two."Meaning- They want to fight, some one who is about to hit you, a name for their fists." Arthur looked down at his fist and held one and then the other up."I'm going to give you the old 1,2!"Arthur said this as he shook one fist then the other. Passing by was a younger female student, giving him an odd look she walked a bit faster. Arthur's ears and face burned with embarrassment. "oh dear."Arthur cleared his throat and stood up. Brushing himself off he tucked the book into the pocket of his robes. He decided it was time for a bit of a walk, as he walked he saw some students coming out of the castle with eager grins on their faces for a fun Saturday. He nodded and waved as he went by, it didn't matter if he knew them or not. Arthur couldn't help but keep repeating the last phrase to himself in his head. Each time he swung one fist and then the other. Without realizing it he swung his left hand around and hit someone squarely in the face.

OUTFIT:: Gryffindor robes
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LISTENING TO:: Warlocks and Wizards`` crazy cats!
WORDS:: 514
NOTES:: Jack and Jill went up the hill..... to fetch a pail of water
CREDIT:: this template is made especially for Hazel by Trinity Darling at CAUTION 2.0.

[Mary Maggie McDonald]

Hope Siezes , The Invisiable AchievesThe Impossiable

If you look up, there are no limits.

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Mary had been walking through the school grounds, minding her own business, or as much as she could in any case. With the tempers of some being near snapping point, given that there was a general sense of oh my God exams are coming, there was a fair bit of work to be done by those who had been given the prefect responsibilities. Short temper was one thing, there were also people who had decided they had done all they would and were bored, which meant, certainly in some Slytherin students’ cases, taking it out on younger students. Mary had held her temper, apparently that was something a prefect should do, especially if it were perhaps the temper that was the biggest mark against her if she were being considered for head girl, but the students had been sent to Slughorn, who had received a patronus from the prefect, with a sharp ticking off in their ears. She considered that a step forward at the least that she hadn’t hexed them, Lily would be proud, though she had been a prefect for over a year now, it was somewhat to be expected that she had matured.

Mary had actually seen a couple of muggles are mysterious copies, she was in a tight knit group that included Molly, therefore she had been around Arthur more than enough that she had had a look at a few of his books. It was sometimes amusing to see what wizards thought they knew about muggles and occasionally to see the times they lit upon quite the insight into muggle life entirely by accident. She did try to help explain things where she could, though sometimes it was a little odd that people found intriguing something any muggle would simply take for granted…she had had her share of rubber duckie discussions, that was something that she could never quite seem to fully explain to Arthur’s satisfaction, it’s a child’s bathtime toy just never seemed to work. Still, he was a friend to Mary, and she was not going to turn down one of those for mild eccentricities.

In any case, she hadn’t quite been looking where she was going. She was still inwardly fuming about the fact that children were hexed for someone’s amusement, oh the redhead temper was there it was just something that Mary hadn’t allowed to have free rein. If she had have been looking where she was going, it was quite possible that she would not have had a randomly swung fist in her eye, “Sonuva…” She bit back the curse, blinking stars out of her eyes as she looked uo to see who it was that had punched her, “Now Arthur Weasley, giving one a shiner is not the done thing.” She rubbed at her eye, “You getting ready to dance with Ali or something? You know, give him the old one two?” She really had not the vaguest idea that she had possibly said the funniest thing she could in this situation.

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