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daphne greengrass is [bulletproof];; (daphne__g) wrote in wished,
@ 2009-09-10 11:25:00

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!1997: 09, !complete, daphne greengrass, dean thomas

WHO: Daphne Greengrass & Dean Thomas
WHAT: Scene lottery - The squid wants a friend.
WHERE: By the lake.
WHEN: Afternoon-ish, September 10, 1997
RATING: R - language, definitely.

Honestly, this last year at Hogwarts was turning into one thing after another, she was still awaiting a reply from her parents, which was going to be more than likely something she doesn't want to hear. They couldn't forcibly make her marry Nikolas could they? That couldn't be legal, she was her own person, she was an adult, she didn't need to take this from anyone. What her parents could do, however, is threaten to write her out of the inheritance. As the eldest, she was bound to get a pretty penny, they could take all that away, and leave her penniless and shamed. It was that single thought that made her believe that she really had no choice but to go through with this. Luckily, she was able to escape from her thoughts during class, focus on whatever repetitive garbage the teachers decided to throw at her. It was during free periods that her mind would go rampant, and the only way to calm it would be to distract herself.

The distraction today was a walk by the lake, it seemed like a good idea, autumn was rapidly descending upon the grounds, leaving a slight chill to the air. A slight breeze came off the water, leaving ripples in its wake, and bringing cool fresh air. Leaving her robes behind, Daphne pulled on a black sweater vest over her white button up shirt. Slytherin crest sewn proudly upon the material. Dark blue eyes stared out over the water watching the calm water which reflected the blue sky in it. Thankfully that squid was nowhere to be seen, that last thing Daphne wanted was to see some horrendous creature breaching the water and gliding upon the surface.

Lips curled into a disgusted sneer at the mere thought, the lake while nice to look at once in awhile was becoming a bore. Turning to head back to the castle, she began to consider working on that potions homework Snape assigned. The girl barely managed three steps before noticing something latching on to her ankle. Glancing down, eyes widened as she saw a disgusting, slimy tentacle wrapped around her ankle. She instantly brandished her wand, aiming at the tentacle hardly managing a syllable, three more tentacles came shooting out of the water, one wrapping around her waist, and the other two at her arms, knocking her wand to the grass. Trapped, Daphne could only scream, a blood curdling, high pitched shriek! That set off the squid it began to pull her into the water.

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daphne__g
2009-09-14 06:35 pm UTC (link)

Daphne rolled her eyes, she could feel bruises forming on her ribs, "Well, it certainly didn't mean to give me a bloody hug." Or maybe it did, it did seem disappointed when she escaped, but what did a squid think it could do with her?! She would drown in the water, and the last thing she wanted was to befriend a squid.

"Then someone should put it out of it's misery." Daphne stated bluntly, fixing her shirt back down, hands ran over the wet material of her skirt.

"Thank you." She stated flatly, for what? She didn't specify, but she was done here. Daphne was wet, cold and her ribs hurt. All she really wanted to do was crawl into a hole and forget this entire scenario. Turning on her heels, she headed back to the castle.

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deanthomas
2009-09-15 11:53 pm UTC (link)

Dean thought actually that might have been what it was doing. Possibly. It'd helped push people back into the boats and all in the past, the squid suddenly being murderous just didn't really seem right. Plus it could have just dragged her under if it really wanted to. Or so he figured.

"Yeah, well. I'll tell Professor Weasley what happened," Dean agreed, rolling his eyes a little at the hostility. But he couldn't really blame her - she had just nearly gotten drowned. And he more or less expected that from her anyway. Snooty Slytherins weren't exactly the sort who chatted amiably with him.

He'd really rather she stop fussing with her shirt though, since that just plastered it to new bits of skin that showed all pink through the white. It was distracting.

Getting a thank you at all from her was almost surprising, and Dean blinked and then smiled a little. "Yeah, no. You're welcome." He started to offer, again, to help her inside. But she was already marching off, and Dean just watched her go for a moment before making a face at himself and then turning to head off and find Professor Weasley.

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