if the đ shoe fits
@crfridayâ | morning after the flower harvestÂ
âLatrodectus katipo: spell or spider?â he asks. So unchanging is his neutral expression and low, monotonous drawl that one could mistake him for being displeased. Yet, he swishes his butterfly net like a content puppy wags its tail. This is peak socialization â this trailing behind the backs of his peers, incessantly quizzing them about the local insect population no matter how much they groan or whisper â whoâs bright idea was to invite him? â.
âAny guesses?â he says. âCome on, you guys! Why organize a nature walk if nobodyâs interested in the native fauna?â Wind ripples his all-black windbreaker, as well as the wispy black bangs creeping over his eye like the leaves of a willow tree. Fellow hikers slow down against the gust, but he presses forward quicker. It gives him a chance to walk besides his peers, rather than behind them in a constant game of catch-up.Â
âLatrodectus katipo is the endangered, distant cousin to the black widow spider. Theoretically, its venom would make a great undetectable poison probably I bet for sure maybe. So if anyone gets bitten today, Iâll be extracting a quick sample beforeâ!âÂ
Joon stumbles. He falls onto the pathâs rocky terrain face-first and grazes his chin. Itâs only a small scrape, albeit with dirt and gravel peppering the wound. His right shoe slips off and rolls down the mountain, tumbling faster and faster until itâs launched off a ledge. And floating down after it is a large, foam insole. Â
Normally, a situation like this wouldnât be a cause for alarm; heâd simply brush off his hands like nothing ever happened. But this isnât a normal accident. This is a disaster. Thereâs no chance for a summoning charm when the nearby trails are swarming with Muggle tourists.
He closes his eyes. Sprawled out on the trail, twitching as he catches his breath, heâs not unlike the spiders heâs droned on about all morning.
âIâm a daddy long legs who just got his legs clipped.â Â
as with all school trips, our ravenclaw is engrossed in getting the best out of everything. soaking up every bit of detail and information like a sponge. her mind could use the distraction, frankly, it ached day in and day out when she lacked proper stimulation. which made the morning hike all the more interesting.
sure, she hadnât gotten around to beast climbing as she had wished for the summer. but was she not entertained? did she not have the time of her life thus far, out and about in the âwildâ with her schoolmates?
sure. kinda.
it didnât beat the would-be thrill of scaling a magical beast the size of hogwarts, but, friday supposes it does come close.
ish.
still, she had been elated for the brisk morning hike. and thus far? hasnât been disappointed yet.
then again, the third year was deeply submerged in her own thoughts, in her tiny fist an amalgam of interesting looking plants and flowers, determined to make some sort of ring or bracelet for her companions later. or perhaps a sort of stew, if she can correctly differentiate between herbs for food and ingredients for a potion muddled together in her grasp.Â
friday hasnât entirely decidedâthat was the fun of it, right?
though, any train of thought the ravenclaw has is promptly discardedâcoming to a screeching halt with the way a body collapses against soft dirt. the resounding thump and thwack of something falling down the ledge.
she doesnât notice it till he speaks.Â
the unclad right foot lays uselessly on the ground, inches shorter than its cousin. oh.Â
friday could only stare for a longer while, knowing fully well that everyone else is doing the exact same. but what is she to do in this situation? how can she even help? even from here, her stomach is in knots out of embarrassment for him.Â
thoughtlesslyâstupidlyâher mouth parts.Â
âa.....AAAAaaAaAaaaaAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaAaaaaaaAAAAaaaaaAAââ her limbs lift quickly, making wide gestures to usher the student party forward. âwe better go! we have to go or weâll miss the sunset!!! hahaha....wouldnât want that!âgo go go!â
good one, frida.
it worked, at the very least. although friday can hear faint laughter a bit ahead, the two were alone. and she hoped that would be enough of a comfort, given the situation. still, the boy hadnât moved. and ever the helpful creature, friday is quick to make her way over.
âh-hey, aâare you okay? are you hurt anywhere?â















