Fridges are cool!

HUFFLEPUFF { wear } Name's Ward Isle, Sixth Year and 'Puff!

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Screw Herbology homework.

When am I ever going to need this anyway?

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When the killer plants attack, of course!

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that something you dream about regularly, Lil?

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It never hurts to be prepared.

[wardisle]

[anna-angle]

What's up, bitches?

[wardisle]

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*SQUISH~*

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[wardisle]

[leavemetothewild]

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Horsies!

[wardisle]

NEIGH! 

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[wardisle]

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Obviously! My moves are sweet.

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My moves are sweeter.

[wardisle]

My moves are the sweetest! 

[wardisle]

double--m replied to your post: He’s really nice, I promise! AND his hair is really good, too.

It’s okay, though, I’ve got PLENTY of glitter I can throw!

Promise? 

...Fine, he could sit with us. Just not on Tuesdays.

[anna-angle]

to the sky | Ward

Anna had lured Ward down to the mostly abandoned field with promises of finally starting a collection of tea cups to match not only her sweaters, but her dresses and skirts as well. She knew how important it was to him, and nodded seriously as he spoke to her about the importance of texture and colour co-ordination. She didn’t tell him that not many people wore plaster clothing, so his first point was moot. She needed an actual person for her latest idea, and he was perfect. Honestly, she might have resorted to begging. Maybe. But he didn’t last longer than five minutes before agreeing. She may have used some sort of puppy dog eyes. Maybe.

“Hold still!” Anna growled, pinning more of Ward’s hair back to his skull. “If you keep moving I’m going to have to start all over again, and you’ve already been here for three hours!” She stood back, admiring her work. He was stuck, though even she wasn’t sure which spell she cast to make it happen, to a tree a few hundred yards from Hagrid’s Hut, face painted brown to match the trunk. She paced around him, one hand stroking her chin, the other holding her wand frighteningly. Her eyes lit up suddenly, a brilliant idea surfacing at the look on his face. “Maybe I could- no, wait, here.”

Anna suddenly turned and ran back up towards the castle, returning a half hour later, arms laden with supplies. She dropped them at his feet, jumping quickly into the air, huge grin plastered across her face. “This is so EXCITING!” She exclaimed, twirling a little before getting to work on his out stretched arms. “I figured if you’re a tree, it needs to be realistic, you know? Because people see trees all the time and they’ll, well, they’ll KNOW if you’re not a real tree.” She paused, glancing up at him, then down at the peculiar smelling substances in her hands. “You know?”

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Anna lied! But she explained it was for science, so, lying was okay. It was like what his dads always said - you don't question science. But science didn't exactly cover magic so...should he question it? He didn't know, so instead of asking - she was a smartie! she would know! - he went on about matching colours and how William wasn't allowed to sit with them anymore because he wore Red and Green.  But then he walked into the wall as they exited the school  - it was rough, and hurt his nose a lot - so he went on about how the wall felt and how clothing had feelings too, just not those kind, the kind you touch and there he started to pet Anna and didn't stop as he talked and walked. Talked and walked, walked and talked.

"Sorry! Holding still! I'm holding still!" Did holding still mean not talking? He clamped his mouth shut, just in case, and his cheeks puffed out and for a moment, his face started to go red beneath the brown paint as he held his breath. When she stepped back, he exhaled in a  great whooosh of breath. He wriggled around, attempting to move but she lifted her wand and he would have been lying if he didn't go paler and swallow. Okay, so maybe William could sit with them at lunch. "What, what, I'm sorry!" She ran off, did she run off because he moved? Or because the black of his shoes didn't match the brown of his face? Looking down, he couldn't blame her. It looked horrendous together.

Alright, alright, he could do this. She didn't say she was leaving - there had been seventh years in his third year that tried to paint him purple, only they didn't say anything when they left him, so that was a good sign.  "I'm so lonely~ I'm mister lonely~....WHHYYYY! WWWwwWwWHHHY~" He was questioning science. Oh, if only his dad could see that. He would have been appalled. And his other dad would have been appalled at the brown and black, to think a son of his wore that! "ANNA!" She returned! Did she bring new shoes? "My shoes don't match. I can't be a tree if my shoes don't match, Anna. I need green. Or yellow. Or red. Or something not-black."

[wardisle]

He's really nice, I promise! AND his hair is really good, too.

But the sweater! Megan, I though we taught you better.

[wardisle]

williampiper asked: That was last Christmas! Bettie said it was okay! She supervised!

You can’t sit with us anymore. RED DOES NOT GO WITH GREEN!

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Hey man do not drag me down in to the depths with you.

I was wearing blue and green, and it was perfectly acceptable.

[wardisle]

See! Bettie knows what's she talking about. Red and Green isn't acceptable, you can't sit with us anymore.

[wardisle]

What if I let you dress me every mor- what if I let you approve my outfit every morning?

DRESS UP! William, we're going to dress up and everything'll match! 

[wardisle]

That was last Christmas! Bettie said it was okay! She supervised!

You can't sit with us anymore. RED DOES NOT GO WITH GREEN!

[wardisle]

Ward, why did Anna ask me if she could take Damien's feces?

Anna's a mystical creature, William. YOU DO NOT QUESTION THE MYSTICAL CREATURES. 

[wardisle]

WARD WARD WARD WARD WARD WARD take care of William's body, okay? And always make sure his tea cup matches his sweater! Because once I saw him wearing green and his tea cup was RED. Outrageous, right?!

NOOOOOOOOOOOO! WHY ARE YOU DATING HIM, WHAT DO YOU SEE IN HIM!

[wardisle]

I love you and your tea cups and sweaters.

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Whine, whine, whine.

I’ll show you all personal victimization.

[wardisle]

[wardisle]

raise your hand if you ever been personally victimized by Georgina Gillenwater.

[anna-angle]

She needs to calm her farm! I just wanted to use her hair for my fluffy sculpture. That’s not much to ask.

[wardisle]

MOO.