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Thread: Betrayal of Dumbledore [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

Knockturn Alley and Diagon Alley were as different as night was from day. It was a relief to be out of that dark, dreary place. Basking in the warm sunlight, Hermione stole a glance over her shoulder and wrinkled her nose, sticking her tongue out at him just moments later. Very funny, she replied, tone dry. It wasnt long until a smile crept up, and a laugh followed. Cmon, Hermione heard next, and was led to a shack just a little farther down. It bore a striking resemblance to the Shrieking Shack, where they spent many hours practicing charms in secrecy. The memory brought a smile to her face only for shock to wipe it away. Harrys hand was on her ass, pushing her up the stairs and inside. Quick, Rons looking this way. Hermione hurried inside, too embarrassed and too worried to comment on where his hand is. Thankfully it was busy, otherwise hed notice them right away. Yikes, she breathed on a sigh, her heart finally picking up where it left off and starting to beat again. Camping Classics was easily the size of the Great Hall, perhaps a little smaller, with tents set up on display against either wall. A nearby sign said Try Before You Buy . Every tent was different. The first one they walked into could easily fit a family of ten, and had a game room. Another reminded Hermione of the Weasleys tent during the Quidditch Tournament, which felt like an eternity ago. The fifth -or maybe it was the sixth- tent they checked out, Harry seemed to like, and she liked it herself. It had many Muggle appliances that can be operated with magic, had plenty of space not to mention, it was easy to assemble and take down. I love this one, Hermione agreed, nibbling on her lip. Dont you think its a little pricy, though? Playing with the tips of her hair, she swept her gaze throughout the living room area of the tent, taking a seat on the couch. I dont want to spend most of our money on a tent, she continued on. We still have to worry about food. Hermione drew in a breath, only to let it escape in the form of a sigh. I dont want to rely on you for money, either. It was really nice of you to buy both our wands, but Im going to buy the tent.
Thread: Betrayal of Dumbledore [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

Harry was glad she liked it too as they were both raised by Muggles, it seemed like the perfect choice, like a small apartment. Pricey... Hermione... He sighed, trying to think of the best way to phrase his words. Last year, I asked Sirius how much money I have. What he told me, is that I could buy Hogwarts, Hogsmeade, Ollivander's, and Flourish and Blotts, and I would still have enough money for three generations of future Potters. Harry was rich, thanks to the savings that 24 generations of Potters went through. He was literally the wealthiest wizard in the UK, maybe even the world. Trust me when I say that we have enough money to buy this. He told her, wrapping an arm around her in a friendly side-on hug. I won't complain if you buy the tent, just as long as you're alright with me slipping some Galleons in your purse when you're not looking. Harry proposed, laughing a little more. Calling the manager over, he let Hermione buy the tent, knowing he would pay her back somehow. Watching the exchange take place, Harry pulled out his new wand and magicked the tent into a manageable size, slipping it in Hermione's bottomless bag. Okay, let's go. -- As they left the building, Harry and Hermione were greeted by a wonderful yet disturbing sight. It seemed like Ron had seen them and approached Camping Classics, but thankfully he still had some of Ginny's love-potion filled chocolate with him. What it looked like, it Ron must have taken one and found Ginny, fucking her in the middle of Diagon Alley. Her dress pushed up to reveal her hairless pussy, her older brother had mounted her like a dog in heat as their parents attempted to pull them apart. While he didn't like either person, he found the sight to be strangely arousing, feeling himself grow harder the more he watched. Maybe it was the public aspect? Okay, let's get out of here. Harry suggested, his eyes still on the sight in front of them. Grasping Hermione's hand, he waited for her to apparate away. Before they disappeared, the boy wizard caught sight of Mr. Weasley, Fred, and George looking at him and Hermione, giving them a knowing look, and holding a finger to their lips. It seemed like they had allies in the Weasley household after all.
Thread: Betrayal of Dumbledore [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

Rolling her eyes, Hermione honestly couldnt say she was surprised. Youre going to do it, whether I want you to or not, she pointed out, leaning against him some. It feels good, having someone to rely on. There isnt many friends who are willing to hug one another, but Harry does seem to be the exception of many rules. You paid for our wands, even though I told you Id buy mine, Hermione recalled with a small tilt of her head, lifting a brow. There was a tiny smile curving her lips, though she was trying not to let it show. Then again, youll do it when I least expect it. Harry laughed under his breath, which she couldnt help but join in. Minutes later, Hermione bought the tent. The manager was a tall, slender young man with thick blonde hair and a dazzling smile that could charm anyone into buying one of his products. Thank you, she told him with a nod of her head, opening her purse so that the tent could slip inside. It is a good thing she did that Charm so many years ago, otherwise they might be in trouble. Okay, lets go, Harry spoke up, and she followed him back outside. The sunlight was warm on her skin, a heady balm to this frightening situation theyve found themselves in. Over the horizon, threads of white can be seen in impossible blue, though she wouldnt worry about rain anytime soon. Hermione froze, eyes wide. It seems that Ron spotted them and had begun to approach Camping Classics... but thankfully, hed eaten one of Ginnys chocolates laced with love potion. Right there in the middle of Diagon Alley, in front of everyone, he pushed her dress up and had mounted her like a dog. Their parents were trying to pull them apart. Dark red, Hermione averted her gaze and looked anywhere but at the two. A sliver of heat went down her spine, coiling in the pit of her stomach until an ache replaced it. Y-Yes. Feeling his hand wrap around hers, Hermione closed her eyes and dove into her memories for a destination. Being that they didnt buy any food, someplace near running water would be best and private. Hermione opened her eyes, only to blink as she caught sight of Mr. Weasley, Fred and George looking over in their direction, holding a finger to their lips. Did they know-? No, there is not a doubt in her mind they did. Diagon Alley fell away, the noise and colors slipping out of reach. Hermione held onto Harrys hand, panic fluttering in her chest like caged butterflies. Focus. Breathe. You can do this. In a heartbeat, the duo was standing among tall, vibrant green trees rather than on a busy street. Milin Kerh, Hermione explained with a relieved smile. I came here once when I was seven. It is in France, and there is a river not too far from here. Tendrils of her blush lingering along pale skin, the girl shook her head while trying to get her thoughts together. I can go ahead and start heading over there while you set up the tent. Dark brown eyes glanced at him, then quickly away.
Thread: Betrayal of Dumbledore [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

Noticing the shyness that Hermione had, it was no doubt due to the event they had both witnessed, involving the Weasleys. U-Uh.. Yeah. You get some fresh water while I set up the tent. He repeated, grabbing the necessary supplies from Hermione's purse before she left. Watching her leave, the tent was soon up and ready to go. Entering and looking around, it was then that Harry noticed his mistake. Crap... One bed. He muttered to himself, looking around. To improve on the sales of magical tents, most furniture could not be transfigured into anything else. Otherwise it would be all too easy for a customer to buy a cheap tent and create the expensive furniture themselves. So that made it impossible for them to turn a chair into a bed, which would likely cause some issues. Once Hermione returned, Harry pointed out their problem, while playing a game on the Playstation.
Thread: Betrayal of Dumbledore [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

A hand brushed over the rough bark of a nearby tree, leaves crunching underfoot as Hermione went through the forest. Memories of Diagon Alley kept passing behind her eyes, despite the vibrant, beautiful blue and green surrounding her. Im glad Harry never ate any of those chocolates, Hermione spoke up at last, breaking the precarious silence. With a shake of her head, Hermione found the river before very long, and pulling out several bottles from the bottomless purse. Maybe later, shell come here to fish but right now, they need to get familiar with this place and go from there. Ten minutes later, Hermione lifted the flap and stepped through. Harry was lounging on the couch, playing a game by himself. As she handed over a bottle, he pointed out their current sleeping arrangement which does present a new problem. Light pink spreading along her features once again, the girl plopped down beside him while thinking it over. Well There is one of two things we can do, Hermione told her male friend. We are both adults, so we could sleep in the same bed without any problems or if you prefer, I can always sleep on the couch. No big deal. Hermione shrugged, letting her head rest on his shoulder. Little threads of curly brown tumbled over her own, the faint scent of lavender perfuming the air. I was planning on fishing later, Hermione murmured. Either that, or popping into a village and buying some food. Do you have a preference?
Thread: Betrayal of Dumbledore [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

You're not sleeping on the couch. he immediately replied, not wanting to force her there. They were both adults, they could survive sleeping in the same bed, right? We can share the bed He finally replied, a light pink tinge to his cheeks too. Putting his controller down, Harry gazed down at Hermione, who was beginning to cuddle up to him on the couch. It was a cute sight... 'Oh god.. I'm never going to survive sleeping in the same bed as her, am I?' Harry thought to himself. Fishing? The traditional way or with magic? Harry asked. Just accio the fish and it's free food. I'm thinking we do that for tonight, and grab some other food tomorrow. Harry suggested with a small shrug. I can cook it if you catch it. I've had plenty of experience cooking fish that the Dursley's caught or bought.
Thread: Betrayal of Dumbledore [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

I suppose? Hermione ventured a guess. We are adults, after all. We can behave ourselves. Besides, Im pretty sure you can keep your hands to yourself. An eye cracked open, a playful smile curving her lips. Threads of brown fell against the girls cheek, emphasizing the dark brown of her eyes, the graceful curve of her jawline. From this vantage point, the black robe Hermione had on dipped down revealing a lot of smooth, flawless skin but not nearly enough, too. Dont be greedy with the blankets, though, Hermione told him, tilting her head so that her cheek was resting on his shoulder. Otherwise, I might have to kick you out of the bed. Her body arching off the couch in a lazy, cat-like stretch, Hermione rubbed at an eye and resisted the urge to yawn. Today has taken a lot of time, energy, concentration and well, all that, and shes worn out. If only she could take a nap before going after dinner ah, but priorities. Dark brown eyes glanced over in his direction. Must I remind you that we need to be careful? Hermione asked, lifting a brow. I am not going to use magic for fishing. Muggles like to camp in this area, not witches or wizards. I just I dont want to give ourselves away, alright? Her eyes heavy, she snuggled more into his side and this time, let out that persistent yawn. I better get moving Hermione murmured under her breath. I might just fall asleep right here, if I dont A leg crossed over the other, black fabric falling away to reveal the slender thigh underneath. Not quite satisfied, it was just seconds later that she curled both legs up on the couch moving closer to his warmth.
Thread: Betrayal of Dumbledore [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

Watching Hermione get comfortable brought a small smile to his face, though it did pose the issue of him being able to move. It also raised the question of if Hermione would be like this when they were in bed together. Pulling out his dragonscale wand, Harry summoned a blanket, gently wrapping it around his friend slowly. I can go fishing, just get some rest. He instructed. Slowly pulling himself from her grasp, Harry got the idea of grabbing one of the pillows and heating it up with magic. Giving it to Hermione to cuddle up to, it wouldn't be the same as Harry, but it would be a decent alternative for now. Grabbing his wand, a bucket, and his invisibility cloak, Harry went out. Knowing that Muggles might be out, he used his invisibility cloak to steal fish when they weren't looking. On occasion, he would use magic for a distraction, anything from a noise to making a muggle slip in the water. Smirking to himself, he soon came back with a bucket full of fish that the boy promptly began to cook. Thirty minutes later, a small feast was prepared. Laying it out on the table, Harry approached Hermione and gently shook her awake. Wake-up sleepyhead, food's up. He informed her.
Thread: Betrayal of Dumbledore [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

Far too comfy to move, Hermione let out a sleepy noise of protest only to settle down seconds later as the blanket wrapped about her in warmth. I cant have you doing that, she told him, the words coming across as husky, nearly sultry. I should get up and do it A faint smile playing along the curve of her lips, no amount of motivation could have moved her from that spot. Her eyes feeling heavy, Hermione unleashed another yawn this time, lifting a hand over her face. It didnt take long for sleep to claim its next victim or for a dream to unfold behind closed eyelids. Hermione rolled over onto her side, clutching the pillow he enchanted. None of the images were of an ongoing dream, but rather fragments of many. An hour passed by, and then two, yet it proved to be less than restful. Perhaps it has to do with everything theyve had to go through the past several days, or maybe even just today, but in any case she could not put her mind to rest. Holding the pillow tightly, Hermione buried her face into it curly brown fanning out about her shoulders as she finally laid down on the couch. Her lips parted just so a soft sigh escaping before very long. The scent of salmon infiltrated her nose, earning a growl from the girls stomach. Nn Hermione drew in a deep breath. It was amazing, a collage of delicious aromas teasing the tip of her tongue and the edges of her consciousness. Little slivers of dark brown appeared underneath long lashes, cloudy with sleep. Food is-? Hermione replied, an arm emerging from beneath the blanket to rub at an eye. Okay Ill be up in just a moment Her legs undilated, a languid stretch making it to where her toes brushed the other end of the couch. A few threads of hair fell across her face, but she pushed these aside with a quick, impatient gesture. Getting into an upright position, Hermione was unaware that her hair was sticking up every which way or of the light pink blush splashed across her features. What did you cook? Aside from salmon, that is? she asked, prompted by curiosity. Hermione had to admit, she was a little surprised he cooked at all well, unless he used magic. Knowing Harry, that is more than a little likely. Rising up off the couch, the girl approached him and the dining table, lying her chin on his shoulder while she stole a glance at the small feast.
Thread: Betrayal of Dumbledore [RoleplayMaster x Frogger]

While she may have suspected he cooked with magic, the burns on his fingers proved otherwise. He had learned to be a good cook growing up with the Dursleys, yet never learned about staying safe. Two fingers were already in bandaids, and he seemed to slightly flinch every time a burn was touched by a utensil. I made salad, chips, and salmon. Harry answered, walking closer to her and patting down her hair gently. He was soft and somewhat sensual with his touch, even though there was no intent to behave like that. Your hair was sticking up a bit. Harry explained, pulling her chair out for her before sitting in his own. Beginning to eat, he was silent. It was not common for him to speak while eating dinner, another trait gathered from the Dursleys, but he always replied when spoken to.
Thread: Life in PokePark

In the Beach Zone, Nieve is jumping off from tree to tree. She is trying to improve her agility to make her to react very quickly and on time. She dodges every palm tree from left to right.
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a few fighting types that use the beach for training spotted her and watched, taking great interest in the way she moved.
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Nieve continues doing this until she bounces off a Palm Tree. She went high into the air and dismount the landing, now she feels exhausted afterwards, but she felt she did an excellent job.
Thread: Life in PokePark

And indeed she heard clapping, a little Machollo and a Riolu were apparently impressed by her. last time i saw moves like that were at the last competition when Sensei Hanzo took over this Zone.
Thread: Life in PokePark

Well, when you're quick and nimble like me, you tend to be a lot more quicker. My kind is the fastest species of any Ice type and fastest Dark type tied with Darkrai. I only takes months of practice to improve your speed. Nieve said, still panting.
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The Riolu looked her over with some doubt. well you're not bad for a normal type i guess. we could probably beat you though, we're Super Ninja Trainees. The Machollo unhelpfully added.
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Well. my double weakness to fighting is a dead giveaways. I bet you can knock me down in one hit.
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The admittedly quite runty machollo beamed proudly. You Bet, Hanzo can make anyone strong. sorry about my friend, he's convinced he's the next champion.
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And you have to thank Warrior as well.
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They tilt their heads in unison, not getting it at all.
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Yeah, you'll need to go ask Hanzo who Warrior is. Yeah, thought I would mentioned a character
Thread: Life in PokePark

They look to each other before making to leave, pointing the direction of the Dojo. well, class was about to start anyways, see you later miss.
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Well, I'll see you two very soon. Nieve decided to head back to her homeland of the Iceberg Zone
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Leaving so soon? i was hoping we could chat. the familiar voice came from atop one of the palm trees.
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Well, that would be kind of rude if we don't chat. Nieve looks up
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Hanzo balanced atop the tree before hopping down, landing before her. you definitely improved though, last we met you weren't quite nailing the landing.
Thread: Life in PokePark

Yeah, I used to keep falling down quite a lot, but with months of practice, I'm finally getting the hang of it.
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your determination is as always your strongest trait, i would offer to introduce you to my students but if you're busy i won't take from your time.
Thread: Life in PokePark

Yeah, you know I have a kingdom to look over. They probably think I have gone missing, I'll come back later. Nieve jumps from tree to tree, heading back to the Iceberg Zone.
Thread: Spider Season

Do you find that there's a season for when you noticesee a lot of spiders? I have a basement apartment and live in a rural area, so, spiders frequently come into my spacemostly wolf and grass spiders even though both are huge motherfuckers. But I notice a bit of a pattern with their appearances. This past winter there was a lot of them, seemingly getting bigger each time they'd appear but suddenly around February and March, not even related to warm weather since we still had snow on the ground until April...they stopped coming around. At all. Not that I'm like, hey, eight legged creepy dudes, come crawling in here because I totes miss the moments of panic once you're spotted and the calculation of whether or not I can one hit kill you with a book because you're positioned weird on a shelf. Not saying that at all. But it's been months now and I still haven't seen any and I'm just wondering if they're all out getting tans or what. What about you? What spiders do you have around you? Do you see them often? Are you a kill or be killed reactionary type or a soft soul who transports them to the outdoors? ...people from Australia do not really need to comment in this thread our prayers and blow torches are with you guys.
Thread: Spider Season

Not with spiders, but I live in Florida so the climate is pretty much the same 9 months out of the year. Termite season is scary in some areas though. My old job used to be covered with these flying ant thingseveryone was calling them termites. Seriously, whenever a customer would open the door like ten of them would get in, and they would fly all over the lobby, on my keyboard. I quit that job shortly after. It was really gross.
Thread: Spider Season

Princess Pittooey said Not with spiders, but I live in Florida so the climate is pretty much the same 9 months out of the year. Termite season is scary in some areas though. My old job used to be covered with these flying ant thingseveryone was calling them termites. Seriously, whenever a customer would open the door like ten of them would get in, and they would fly all over the lobby, on my keyboard. I quit that job shortly after. It was really gross. Click to expand... shivers Seriously, I don't blame you. I'm not that freaked out by bugs on a whole but nobody likes bugs crawling on them.
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Spider season here in southern Cali is November-March because of the rainy season. For some fucking reason they choose to nest exclusively in my shower during that time, though. Little bastards.
Thread: Spider Season

I live in the UK, around this time of year theres alot of flies and wasps about...then they slowly start going as more and more spiders start coming in by AugustSeptember. Im really not good with spiders, especially when they go all stealth mode around the house and hide in kitchen drawers and such. Oddly I dont mind Tarantulas though since they're fluffy 3
Thread: Spider Season

Ghostkitty said I live in the UK, around this time of year theres alot of flies and wasps about...then they slowly start going as more and more spiders start coming in by AugustSeptember. Im really not good with spiders, especially when they go all stealth mode around the house and hide in kitchen drawers and such. Oddly I dont mind Tarantulas though since they're fluffy 3 Click to expand... I'm also kind of alright with tarantulas, though less because they're fluffy and more because they're utterly harmless to humans but tend to keep other more pesky critters under control.
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I didn't know that they weren't harmful to humans. Then in that case, I might be a bit more willing to stay in a room with one...let it wander around the floor and climb the wall like a cat. I remember seeing one of those nature shows a long time ago do a segment on the blue furred tarantula and it showed like a really slowed down video of the thing scrapping its legs together and throwing up a bunch of its hair. These were super fine but covered in bacteria or something, so, they'd get embedded in the skin and eyes of prey and incapacitate them. I don't know much about other tarantulas but I assume they don't also have this defense mechanism and it's probably just the blue ones that do it. Still no sign of any spiders down here.