B A R R Y

larkspur ||

“Mm. I guess I can do one more, just for you.” There’s the tiniest waver in Ross’ voice, but his confidence seems alright – one more won’t hurt. Or, at least. That’s what he thinks.

This time, as he’s murmuring the spell to himself, his wand decides to act up. The light from weaving the spell runs all the way up his arm, practically exploding in his hair. The force is enough to knock him down and stun him for a moment. ..That’s certainly not what’s supposed to happen. Whoops.

“Ross!” Barry yells in alarm, rushing forward to help his friend. He kneels beside the stunned Slytherin, forcing the still slightly unsafe wand out of his hand. “Ross, are you okay? Oh, man, I didn’t know–I shouldn’t have asked for another one, the spell isn’t complete yet, I’m so sorry!”

He whips out his own wand, muttering a spell that should fix any injuries Ross had obtained, and helps his friend up. “Man, I’m so sorry,” he repeated, eyebrows furrowed with worry.

Ross gives a tiny laugh when he regains his senses a few moments later, reaching up to rub at his head. “I’m fine, I’m fine. Just a little hiccup, is all. Spells are tricky like that. Not your fault, don’t worry about it.” It doesn’t seem like he’s hurt. In fact, everything is the same aside from a faint sparkle in his hair. Lingering magic, most likely. Nothing to be concerned about.

“A little hiccup? Man, you really have no concern for your own health, do you? Be careful with this stuff, man!” Barry’s tone takes on that of a worried parent. He smooths down the sparking hairs on Ross’ head with a frown, before pulling the crown off of his head and placing it on Ross’. His smile returns. “There, all better!”

“Hush, Bear, I’m fine.” He’s smiling as the crown is placed on his head – as the flowers bloom properly into life. Looks like the spell did.. something. At least the crown doesn’t look as sad anymore, right? They can figure out all the details of the backfire later (or, at least Ross will when he visits Professor Hanson). “All better,” he agrees with a little nod, brushing his robes off.

Barry gives him a skeptical look, backing off a little. He looks curiously at the bloomed flowers, smiling softly. "Well, looks like the flowers like you, at least," he giggles. "Still, be more careful." Barry doesn't know what he'd do without Ross; the two were practically insuperable, best friends for years. He was not about to lose Ross because he decided to screw around with spell making.

larkspur ||

“Mm. I guess I can do one more, just for you.” There’s the tiniest waver in Ross’ voice, but his confidence seems alright – one more won’t hurt. Or, at least. That’s what he thinks.

This time, as he’s murmuring the spell to himself, his wand decides to act up. The light from weaving the spell runs all the way up his arm, practically exploding in his hair. The force is enough to knock him down and stun him for a moment. ..That’s certainly not what’s supposed to happen. Whoops.

“Ross!” Barry yells in alarm, rushing forward to help his friend. He kneels beside the stunned Slytherin, forcing the still slightly unsafe wand out of his hand. “Ross, are you okay? Oh, man, I didn’t know–I shouldn’t have asked for another one, the spell isn’t complete yet, I’m so sorry!”

He whips out his own wand, muttering a spell that should fix any injuries Ross had obtained, and helps his friend up. “Man, I’m so sorry,” he repeated, eyebrows furrowed with worry.

Ross gives a tiny laugh when he regains his senses a few moments later, reaching up to rub at his head. “I’m fine, I’m fine. Just a little hiccup, is all. Spells are tricky like that. Not your fault, don’t worry about it.” It doesn’t seem like he’s hurt. In fact, everything is the same aside from a faint sparkle in his hair. Lingering magic, most likely. Nothing to be concerned about.

#t: larkspur #sadistic wolf bestie #((Barry is such a sweetie I'm getting cavities))

"A little hiccup? Man, you really have no concern for your own health, do you? Be careful with this stuff, man!" Barry's tone takes on that of a worried parent. He smooths down the sparking hairs on Ross' head with a frown, before pulling the crown off of his head and placing it on Ross'. His smile returns. "There, all better!"

larkspur ||

“Mm. I guess I can do one more, just for you.” There’s the tiniest waver in Ross’ voice, but his confidence seems alright – one more won’t hurt. Or, at least. That’s what he thinks.

This time, as he’s murmuring the spell to himself, his wand decides to act up. The light from weaving the spell runs all the way up his arm, practically exploding in his hair. The force is enough to knock him down and stun him for a moment. ..That’s certainly not what’s supposed to happen. Whoops.

"Ross!" Barry yells in alarm, rushing forward to help his friend. He kneels beside the stunned Slytherin, forcing the still slightly unsafe wand out of his hand. "Ross, are you okay? Oh, man, I didn't know--I shouldn't have asked for another one, the spell isn't complete yet, I'm so sorry!"

He whips out his own wand, muttering a spell that should fix any injuries Ross had obtained, and helps his friend up. "Man, I'm so sorry," he repeated, eyebrows furrowed with worry.

#hufflestuff ;;#((changing the tag bc yes))#places ;;

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larkspur ||

To be fair, Ross hadn’t exactly been paying attention either. He’d been lost in some train of thought involving potions and wolfsbane and who even knows at this point. The sudden appearance of a Barry in his path wasn’t registered until it was too late.

With a small, flustered huff, Ross brushes himself off, playfully bapping Barry’s shoulder in retaliation. His voice has a teasing lilt to it when he speaks up. “Watch where you’re going, you oaf. Just about took me out, damn.”

Barry grinned, accepting the small punch with a laugh. “Me? At least I had something else I was looking at. Got something on your mind?” His voice was lighthearted, but his question had a small amount of sincerity and concern. As he waited for Ross’ reply, he continued to fiddle with his crown.

He let out a frustrated and upset sigh, shoving his wand in his bag and giving up on the flower crown. “Damn, that was my favorite one,” he muttered under his breath, putting it in his bag as well.

“Uh. A couple things, actually. Nothing too big.”

Ross gives a little shrug, straightening out his robes and trying to finish gathering his thoughts. He looks to be processing for a moment, before he pulls his wand from his robes.

“Actually. Let me show you part of what’s on my mind. I think you might really appreciate this one.”

With that, he takes a breath, traces his wand in a circle, and murmurs something under his breath. The result is.. a rather sad looking flower crown. It isn’t woven properly, and the flowers look a little.. odd, but. It’s the thought that counts, right?

“It’s.. A work in progress. Heh.”

Barry tilts his head in confusion, watching Ross mutter something. He sees the result, which is, well, a flower crown. Sure, it’s not perfect, but it makes Barry grin widely. He throws his arms around Ross.

“Dude, that’s awesome! You’ve gotta teach me that when you master it! Oh, man, that’s so cool!” He takes the crown gingerly from him, putting it on his head. He smiles even wider. “Dude, thank you. This one is my new favorite.”

Ross gives a little grunt at the sudden contact – Barry’s lucky he’s in Ross’ inner circle, and close enough that the Slytherin is alright with the touch. He even smiles a little, the softest chuckle in his throat. Barry is just. So pure. So very pure.

“I’ll make a better one, I promise. I’m just still working on the spell, so.. It’s a little wonky. Might switch up the wording or something, see if that helps any.”

Barry grinned happily at Ross. “It doesn’t matter how crappy it might have turned out, this is a big deal, bro! I’m so proud of you! Creating a new spell? Incredible! Creating a new spell to make flower crowns? I’ve taught you well, my friend.”

The affectionate Hufflepuff wrapped Ross up in one more hug, before backing up and giving a somewhat mischievous smile. “Make another one. Please?”

larkspur ||

To be fair, Ross hadn’t exactly been paying attention either. He’d been lost in some train of thought involving potions and wolfsbane and who even knows at this point. The sudden appearance of a Barry in his path wasn’t registered until it was too late.

With a small, flustered huff, Ross brushes himself off, playfully bapping Barry’s shoulder in retaliation. His voice has a teasing lilt to it when he speaks up. “Watch where you’re going, you oaf. Just about took me out, damn.”

Barry grinned, accepting the small punch with a laugh. “Me? At least I had something else I was looking at. Got something on your mind?” His voice was lighthearted, but his question had a small amount of sincerity and concern. As he waited for Ross’ reply, he continued to fiddle with his crown.

He let out a frustrated and upset sigh, shoving his wand in his bag and giving up on the flower crown. “Damn, that was my favorite one,” he muttered under his breath, putting it in his bag as well.

“Uh. A couple things, actually. Nothing too big.”

Ross gives a little shrug, straightening out his robes and trying to finish gathering his thoughts. He looks to be processing for a moment, before he pulls his wand from his robes.

“Actually. Let me show you part of what’s on my mind. I think you might really appreciate this one.”

With that, he takes a breath, traces his wand in a circle, and murmurs something under his breath. The result is.. a rather sad looking flower crown. It isn’t woven properly, and the flowers look a little.. odd, but. It’s the thought that counts, right?

“It’s.. A work in progress. Heh.”

#t: larkspur #((Barry's such a sweetheart wtf))#sadistic wolf bestie

Barry tilts his head in confusion, watching Ross mutter something. He sees the result, which is, well, a flower crown. Sure, it’s not perfect, but it makes Barry grin widely. He throws his arms around Ross.

“Dude, that’s awesome! You’ve gotta teach me that when you master it! Oh, man, that’s so cool!” He takes the crown gingerly from him, putting it on his head. He smiles even wider. “Dude, thank you. This one is my new favorite.”

sunflower ||

“Divination stuff. I’m a seer or something.” You were selling yourself very short, but you don’t feel like it was that big of a deal. Premonitions have always been something you had and it seems like you aren’t the only one.

“Thank you.” You say, smiling genuinely. Honestly, you put a tremendous amount of effort into your flowers, all of them. Last year, you planted sweet smelling azure bluets and the whole garden was caught in its wafting aroma. Everyone came to smell your flowers and it may have been the happiest you’ve ever been. “They’re resilient little flowers aren’t they? I was doubtful that they were actually winter flowers, but here they are pretty as ever.”

“Really? That’s cool. I can hardly predict when I’ll get up in the morning, let alone the entire week’s weather.” He chuckled. He looked up at Joel, hearing her fond tone.

“Yeah, it’s pretty impressive. I’ve never been able to grow anything in the winter. Thankfully, it’s been a pretty warm winter so far, so a lot of the wildflowers have lived.”

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You nodded. “Sometimes you have to study ahead and find out what flowers grow for the season. After that it’s just a lot if hard work to take care.” Standing up, you dusted your hands off and stepped over the fence again.

“They should be fine by themselves for few days so I don’t think I need to do much else. But…yeah. Thanks for tagging along.” You said genuinely with a smile.

#t: sunflower #scary flower buddy

Barry stood up as well, “Yeah, good thinking. And it was no problem, in always up for flower talk.” He grinned at her, looking around once more at the garden and her plot. “I’m usually somewhere near flowers, if you ever wanna do this again.”

sunflower ||

#t: sunflower #scary flower buddy

“Divination stuff. I’m a seer or something.” You were selling yourself very short, but you don’t feel like it was that big of a deal. Premonitions have always been something you had and it seems like you aren’t the only one.

“Thank you.” You say, smiling genuinely. Honestly, you put a tremendous amount of effort into your flowers, all of them. Last year, you planted sweet smelling azure bluets and the whole garden was caught in its wafting aroma. Everyone came to smell your flowers and it may have been the happiest you’ve ever been. “They’re resilient little flowers aren’t they? I was doubtful that they were actually winter flowers, but here they are pretty as ever.”

“Really? That’s cool. I can hardly predict when I’ll get up in the morning, let alone the entire week’s weather.” He chuckled. He looked up at Joel, hearing her fond tone.

“Yeah, it’s pretty impressive. I’ve never been able to grow anything in the winter. Thankfully, it’s been a pretty warm winter so far, so a lot of the wildflowers have lived.”

larkspur ||

To be fair, Ross hadn’t exactly been paying attention either. He’d been lost in some train of thought involving potions and wolfsbane and who even knows at this point. The sudden appearance of a Barry in his path wasn’t registered until it was too late.

With a small, flustered huff, Ross brushes himself off, playfully bapping Barry’s shoulder in retaliation. His voice has a teasing lilt to it when he speaks up. “Watch where you’re going, you oaf. Just about took me out, damn.”

Barry grinned, accepting the small punch with a laugh. “Me? At least I had something else I was looking at. Got something on your mind?” His voice was lighthearted, but his question had a small amount of sincerity and concern. As he waited for Ross’ reply, he continued to fiddle with his crown.

He let out a frustrated and upset sigh, shoving his wand in his bag and giving up on the flower crown. “Damn, that was my favorite one,” he muttered under his breath, putting it in his bag as well.