Bumpy Ride - Mohombi
It’s like you’re screaming and no one can hear. You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important, that without them you feel like nothing. No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. Then when it’s over and it’s gone, you almost wish that you could have all that bad stuff back, so that you could have the good.
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It’s extremely easy Fred.
This was too funny to make fun of her. It was too easy to make her mad and that was probably why Fred liked to make her so angry with him. Actually he wouldn’t even be surprise if she started to threat him with random things at all. It was just Fae after all and he liked her just like that. “You sure that you don’t have a Hippogriff in your family? You really have a temperament like one.” A small smirk crossed his lips as soon as he said that; he just couldn’t keep away his little mean and tease comments from his extensive vocabulary of words.
Ouch. The first snap he was already waiting for. But a second?! Taking a step backward like he was losing balance on his legs, Fred reached for the back of his neck. “Ouch woman! Your hand is as heavy as Hagrid’s weight. Are you eating too much pumpkin pies?” He asked her, trying to sound serious about that. It was just to hard for him; as soon as he looked up at her and saw the look on Fae’s face, the corner of his lips curved in a satisfied smile. I made her mad like hell with me. LIKE A BOSS. He thought to himself, tilting his head to the side like he was trying to think about his next roguery. “Nopee.” The ‘p’ of the word sounded somewhat a little sneaky when he said it. “I sent him a sample of the potion and there is nothing wrong about it. Actually he liked the product so much that he is planning to sell it to the market by the end of the year as a Weasley Wizard Wheezes homemade production.” Fred said that proudly of himself and obvious of Corey to. However before he give her time for her to talk, Fred launched himself forward to catch her by her waist and held her closer to make sure that she wouldn’t fall backward as he took a few steps to rest her back against the wall behind them, leaning down to press his lips against hers. With so many detentions, he didn’t have too much time to see or spend time her and that was truth.
"If you compare me a hippogriff one more time, Fred Weasley, you will regret it." She stated as she crossed her arms. She wasn’t really mad at him, but she sure as hell could fake it if she wanted. Humming in disapproval at how mean and teasing he was being. But she was fighting the smile that was appearing on her face, this was them, no matter this is how they had always been. Dating or not, they we’re still being the same. It covered her latest fear that things would change when they started dating, which it didn’t.
That urge to smile was soon gone as the scowl covered her face, not quite an angry scowl but annoyed one all the same. She was fighting the urge to nearly tackle him to the ground and punch him in the face like she had a few years back, it was one of the first times she had hit him, she grinned at the memory. “If you insult me again, we are going to have a reenactment of that time I tackled you to the floor and gave you a black eye.” Raising her eyebrow as she thought about it, it was a plausible idea, of course he would have sent it to his dad. She herself had sent a few to his father, he’d always send things back with suggestions how to make them better. She had planned on asking him about opening a joke shop when she went to visit at Christmas. She was about to express what her thoughts were about his father approving it, but as she went to speak, she was stopped and quickly, and was resting with her back to the wall. A small grin was playing at her lips as his lips pressed against hers, and she returned it happily. Smirking playfully as she spoke once. “Anything to do that will surprise me, right?”
I think I’ve been spending way to much time with James, Kayla and Corey. I probably shouldn’t have shared that with you, even though it is an awesome prank to share the crap out of people. I’ll be looking out for those blowing up books, tell when when you’ve made them ‘cause i want one!Hey it’s not my fault you like pranking them, I don’t think anyone’s going to like someone who nearly makes them pee their pants dude! They probably will, knowing they don’t have to put up with pranks anymore! ;) but they still have awhile go before you leave, I’m leaving first! Good! and also tell him i miss him, actually don’t tell him that it’ll go to his head.I don’t even know if there’s a me and James anymore, I’m sure I’ll figure it out eventually, for now I’m just going to avoid him.
I would have to agree, they are really starting to rub off on you. Its like a bit scary! But yeah they should be ready soon, I cant wait to start them now. They are just so fun to prank and like you’d think they would learn but they dont! They are just as gulliable as before. I bet they will just be like “Im glad you’re leaving.” And I’ll just be…
When I actually do leave! I’m kinda jealous that you get to leave before me.
I’m so telling him you miss him now. Well if you ever want to figure it out with some one. I’ve got tons of sweets. But up to you. Avoiding is good, Ive learned, its like a great way to not face things.
You know what you should make, textbooks that blow up so you leave them in a classroom on purpose and they’re like bombs! They just don’t make as much damage as bombs do because they’d you’d be going to Azkaban.Plotting huh? I think the first years already hate you enough, it’s impossible for them to hate you anymore than they already do. I’ll throw a book at him for you? I haven’t seen him awhile, give him a good kick from me when you see him! Me and James are .. erm .. not really talking? more like .. avoiding one another. That’s probably not really going to change any time soon either.
Since when did you get so sm—…wait Ravenclaw, never mind dont answer that Gen. I’m going to have to get right on that. Gee thanks Gen, now I feel so much better, kidding. I know they hate me, I torment them. I’m pretty sure the younger years will be as relieved as I am when I actually get out of here. Oh I will! I’ll say its a present from you as well! Ew..sounds like conflict, I hope its nothing too bad. Egh.
I’m always losing things, I actually almost never find them though.
I have a habit of leaving things in class when I try to rush out, I really need to make sure i have all my books when I leave Divination and Astronomy! Anyway How are you? and how’s you and Freddie?
Been there, bought the shirt, and burned it. Leaving things is just a habit. I’m awesome plotting ways to have the first years hate me even more than before. And we’re alright, I haven’t thrown a book at him yet. How about you, oh and you know James?
Even thinking that he could see the annoyance not only on her face but on the tone of her voice, Fred decided to not put her down. The difference of height was evident even thought he was leaning forward slightly in order to hold her safety. Fae’s feet were a good few inches away from the ground and he couldn’t help but smirk slightly at her squeak. Mission Complete. “You are being such of a baby, Fae. Never thought you were the Barbie type of shrieking like that. It was like you were a baby hippogriff and i was trying to hold you back to the floor.” He said, talking about the hippogriff on purpose. It was something that his uncle Charlie always taught him: “Women are like Hippogriff; if they fight it’s a bad signal. But if you talk about them like one, it will be way worst.” What could he say? He loved when Fae was mad with him like this. It was interesting and .
“Oh the surprise. And who said that i am going to share that with you?” Fred asked, looking at her for the corner of his eyes as soon as he placed her down on the floor carefully. In less than a second the dark hair boy held his hands up in defense already ready for her to hit him or something like that. It was like a routine already and he knew every single detail of that. So many ages being her friend how could i not know? He thought to himself, taking a step backward before she could hit him. “I have the surprise!” He exclaimed and placed his backpack on the floor, bending foward to be able to search inside of it. “My dad just sent me an amazing invention; it’s new and i thought it was perfect for what i was planning to do tonight.” Telling her that, he started to take a box from inside of the backpack and placed that on the floor. “Filch better be carefull with us tonight.” His lips curved in a small mischievous smile when he said that name Filch. His favorite guinea pig.
Fae hated being short, and she had a feeling she was probably the shortest Gryffindor in her year. But she wasn’t sure, but right now she hated being short because he could do exactly what he was doing now. Teasing her endlessly by holding her above the ground. Hearing him talk about her being the Barbie type as he so nicely put it, had a scowl slowly become on her face. She knew he was joking but that didn’t mean it was any less annoying, and she kept in her Reasons to Hit Fred list. “I am not! I am not a hippogriff. It was annoying enough getting compared to Fairies and pixies but I will not stand being compared to a hippogriff. I’ll even being called a barbie over that.”
"Haha you’re funny, Fred, now stop kidding and tell me what it is." Glaring at him as he set her down, Fae had smacked his back of his head the minute her feet hit the ground, there wasn’t a chance in the world that she was just going to let that slide. And then she hit him again. Just to be sure she got her point across. Satisfied she did, she crossed her arms tightly over her chest. Raising an eyebrow at what he said, she just tilted her head. She was for sure that his father would stop sending him things after what she heard happened to Sam. She was a bit surprised to say the least. “I thought your dad would have stopped sending you things. I was sure of it.”
You check your common room?
Yup, It’s not there. I’ve probably left it in Astronomy or something, I’ll get it back eventually.
I’m always losing things, I actually almost never find them though.
It’s hard to say if warriors are born or they’re made by circumstances