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" Bomba! " he shouted and blew up the tree. Pieces of shrapnel flew at him and bits of wood flew into his skin. He felt the splinters form in his arms, face, and hands. This duel was getting painful. " Melofors! " he cast the pumpkin head jinx at her.
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((Yep, sorry, I did say he was good at defensive dueling, though. Oh, wait, I forgot to add the bit at the end of my last one. Crap! It was supposed to have splinters flying into his face. I'm going to fix that now))
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[It's fine. Just for future reference, 'cause some people can get rather touchy about it.]
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The pumpkin-head jinx flew at Atalanta, the menacing greenish-orange beam snaking towards her. Throwing up her sheild charm, she hoped it would hold. For once in the duel, luck was on her side. The jinx skimmed the side of her shield, firing straight up and hitting one of the ravens, still immobilized and floating in the air. With a squawk, the raven's head turned into a grinning pumpkin, and it tumbled out of the air, slamming into Atalanta's left shoulder. She felt her whole arm go numb. Could things get any worse?
Pondering for a split second, she shot back a Jelly-Legs jinx and a Bat-Bogey Hex in quick succession, hoping at least one of the two would hit their mark.
The Jelly-Legs Jinx slammed into his chest and he flew backwards slightly at the immense power behind it. He tried to get up and found he was unable. A bat-bogey hex flew over where his head would be if he had stood up. The first spell was a blessing in disguise. He still couldn't stand so he stayed on the ground. He pointed his wand at her, but his aim absolutely sucked by now. It was okay standing up, but he was literally sitting on the ground. This wouldn't end well. He pointed at her legs and muttered quickly a sinking charm. It might not even work, but it was worth a shot, " Desendo..."
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The earth was swirling around her ankle now, and no matter what she did, she couldn't pull them up. It seemed to act like a quicksand, sucking her faster the harder she pulled. She now leaned over at an odd angle, left arm still numb. Atalanta pointed her wand at the prone Sam, muttering a curse she'd picked up in her third year.
"Densaugeo!"
Sam's teeth started to grow at an alarming rate until they reached the color of his dress shirt. "Shuffering Shucatash!" he spat, it was very hard to speak so he decided to use his mind so the spells actually worked. He decided to use the tickling charm Rictusempra
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"Look at ourselves!" she called, grinning despite her predicament. "I don't think I can get you anymore, nor you me. Call a truce? I can undo the Jelly-Legs if you get me out of this hole."
((YOU STOLE WHAT I WAS GOING TO DO! I WAS GOING TO SAY TO CALL A DRAW!... great minds think alike, lol))"ach shure shhhan," he said spittingly as the teeth grew. He pointed his wand at her and thought, Ascendio to get her out of the hole.
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"ach shure shhhan," he said spittingly as the teeth grew. He pointed his wand at her and th..."
((Nice! :D))
Atalanta shook her muddy foot off and strode over to where Sam was lying on the clearing floor. "Stabilis," she muttered to help him to his feet. His teeth had grown down to his waist, though, and Atalanta whirled her wand in front of them wordlessly, having done so for many of her fellow Housemates before. When the teeth had reached normal size, she broke off the spell.
He shook his jaw a little, "Thank you, Tergeo." he cleaned off her muddy foot and got up from the ground.
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Atalanta extended her right hand to Sam, saying, "Nice duel. You're good."
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((cya later))"Right back at ya," he shook her hand then saw the bruise. "I'll fix that up quick for you. Ferula "
A bandage appeared out of nowhere and wrapped around her hand.
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Atalanta grinned, looking down at the bandage. "I'll need to remember that one," she said, admiring he neat handiwork.
"And now let's lift those splinters out of us, Ascendio!" he shouted and all of the splinters left both of their arms leaving a stinging pain like paper cuts. "Ow, not my best idea," he admitted. He took two potions out of his bag and handed one to her, "It's girding potion. I always carry it just in case."
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"Drink it," he said as he chugged his small vial of liquid. The small wounds started to disappear almost instantly. "Trust me on this one. Herbology and Potions work hand in hand and they're two of my best besides Charms."
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Atalanta shrugged, hoping this wasn't a Ravenclaw's idea of a joke. As she downed the small vial, she could feel a warmth rush through her body, tingling down her left arm. With a sudden pinch of pain, she felt her bruised hand fix itself with the magic of the potion. It wasn't really unpleasant, but it did sting a bit.
((Oh, yeah, no problem, I'm doing it too. I'm recycling an idea that I had a few chapters for before. They're up on my profile as THE STUDENT BODY))"I'm not sure where else you might be hurt..." he trailed off as he began to look around her for any more serious injuries. He was good now.
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((Act as if you don't care about anything the other person is saying. And also act a little meanish.
Just think 'Jade from Victorious' and you're ..."
[I love Jade. She's my absolue favorite. My mom says she's a witch, but I love her LOL]
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((Act as if you don't care about anything the other person is saying. And also act a little meanish.
Just think 'J..."
[I love Jade, too. So sarcastic :D]
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"I'm not sure where else you might be hurt..." ..."
[my NaNoName is magpie2295]
Atalanta shook her head, flexing her arm and her finger muscles and was surprised to feel the pain fading. Her fingers looked whole again, not swollen and purply-red like they had been before. "Thanks again, Sam," she said, silently unwrapping the bandage to get a better look. It was almost perfectly healed.
((Ooh, sounds interesting, Six word synopsis?))"No problem, you are an expert dueler," he marvelled. "No one has ever come that close to beating me!"
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"Nor anyone me," Atalanta said, cheeks glowing at the praise.
((Highschool of the Dead, Zombie Plague *although the word zombie is never used, too overused*))He smiled at that. "I wonder... do you suppose they have a dueling club?"
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Atalanta nodded. "I know some of the Head Boys and Girls were trying to get one started. I'm sure if we asked one of them, they could let us know. Gryffindor House is all abuzz with anticipation--Professor Victrine especially has hinted that one might be started soon."
"Awesome! Do you think they'll have team duels? I'd really like to be on a team with you. Together, no one could beat us!" he cheered. ((Could we actually have team duels? I think it would be interesting. Tough but interesting.))
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Atalanta grinned. "The Unbeatable Team of . . ." she trailed off, trying to think of an appropriate noun. Awesomeness was just too generic.
"The Unbeatable Team of Bloody Brilliance," he laughed. He couldn't think of any synonyms for awesome or amazing at the moment.
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"What'll we do now? I've still got half an hour of free period left."
"I'm not sure, that duel was exciting though!" he exclaimed.
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"Oh my god, you have Defense next too!" he was shocked to find himself in the same class as her again. This was too amazing to believe.
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"About 369 to 1, I reckon," his mathematical mind being set to work. He began to laugh at his nerdiness. "Sorry, I'm a bit of a nerd."
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He looked up at the tall towers that made the school and watched as a fairy darted across their path. He heard the flutter of doxy wings in a nest nearby and the sounds of chizpurfles chattering in the tall grass. How was this place so amazing!
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((Act as if you don't care about anything the other person is saying. And also act a little meanis..."
[I know, right? I picture that as me in three years LOL :D]
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Bruce watched enviously as the other students left for Hogsmeade. He would have gone, if he'd found his pouch of wizard money. Unfortunately for him, someone seemed to have stolen them.
Instead of going to have fun afternoon there, he was stuck outside with his cat. Ace was having loads of fun, chasing butterflies and nibbling grass. The fluffy tuxedo cat stalked a cricket, following it towards a Slytherin boy.
Bruce didn't care to stop him. Ace pounced, missing the bug but landing inches away from the boy's foot. "Mrrow," he trilled, rubbing against the boy's leg.
Instead of going to have fun afternoon there, he was stuck outside with his cat. Ace was having loads of fun, chasing butterflies and nibbling grass. The fluffy tuxedo cat stalked a cricket, following it towards a Slytherin boy.
Bruce didn't care to stop him. Ace pounced, missing the bug but landing inches away from the boy's foot. "Mrrow," he trilled, rubbing against the boy's leg.
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The owner looked familiar. Perhaps he had a class with Daniel. He looked like he could be a seventh year.
"Heeere, cat. Heeere." Bruce's monotonous call implied just how helpful he was going to be. He was laughing on the inside as he saw the Slytherin move away from his cat, clearly annoyed.
Ace continued to meow, but louder this time. He was not happy being ignored. He followed Daniel and wove himself behind his leg, tail curled around his leg. Fur floated off of Ace and stuck to the boy's clothes.
Ace continued to meow, but louder this time. He was not happy being ignored. He followed Daniel and wove himself behind his leg, tail curled around his leg. Fur floated off of Ace and stuck to the boy's clothes.
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He wore a scowl. Idiot.
Atalanta ducked and blew the tree branch away with a swift "Confringo!" knocking it back towards Sam's left side. It clipped her left hand as it swung by, though, and a bruise had already started to form. Good thing her wand arm was her right.