John H. Watson (
3houseswatson) wrote in
sortinghat_rp2013-03-30 11:12 pm
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06 [evening of March 30th]
Thank God the egg hunt thing is over with. Don't get me wrong. It looked like everyone who was participating was having a lot of fun... when they managed to stay the right shape, size, and species... but I just couldn't get anywhere near those things. After everything that happened with the snakes last month, I think I might still have some latent egg-related trauma. If someone told me I turn beet red or get the thousand-yard stare when big plates of boiled eggs are served at mealtimes, I probably wouldn't be surprised.
It all worked out for the best in the end, though. Avoiding the hunt gave me lots of time to study and practice Apparition. With any luck, I won't be splinching myself when the Trace gets lifted from me tomorrow. Easter just had to fall on my birthday this year, didn't it?
It all worked out for the best in the end, though. Avoiding the hunt gave me lots of time to study and practice Apparition. With any luck, I won't be splinching myself when the Trace gets lifted from me tomorrow. Easter just had to fall on my birthday this year, didn't it?

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[John moved over and joined him, peering down at Hogsmeade.]
You really think we can sneak in and get away with it?
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[Sherlock smirks at John. Because he is right and this is going to be fantastic.]
You might not be hungry but a few butterbeers and a plate of pastries to celebrate shouldn't sour your stomach, I should think.
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Finally he licked his lips, which he was having a very hard time keeping from breaking out into a full grin.]
It would be pretty damn rude to completely shut down someone's attempt to provide a very good and memorable almost-birthday experience, wouldn't it?
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[Sherlock dusted off the last of the dirt from his suit then, seeing that the coast was clear, opened the front door and walked upright rather than snuck towards the gate. Always best to act as though one has every right to be where they are no matter the circumstances.]
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True. I would've at least shouted you down in the journal system or - if things got REALLY out of hand - tried to catch you in a headlock and actually drag you back to the castle if I was really opposed.
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[Sherlock rolled his eyes at the very thought, jumping the gate at the bottom rather than opening it.]
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[Unlike certain people with their stupid long legs, John had to climb over the gate instead of just jumping, but at least he managed.]
But I bet I could if I wanted to enough.
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[Sherlock waited for him to climb is with a smirk, his point more or less made in the differences of their heights he suspected. He lead the way again towards the Three Broomsticks Inn.]
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[That came out a bit louder than he liked, so he lowered his voice to a hush for the ensuing reprimand.]
Look, Sherlock, I have less of a problem with what we're doing now because at least it's not potentially fatal. Can't say I can say the same about the forest.
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[Sherlock held the door to the inn open for John.]
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Why do I get the feeling that you're already putting together a wish list of things to look for in this probably-not-very-hypothetical-at-all forest trip?
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[Sherlock smiled at him and found them a nice table in a corner.]
This will do, I think. Sit, sit. I'll get everything. Still several hours out until your birthday but we'll make do here until closing time.
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Yeah, well. Moderately clever and moderately pleased that you actually brought this up instead of just sending me a message in the journal system to the tune of "John, I'm about one mile into the Forbidden Forest. Come find me."
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[Sherlock got them both their beverages and took a seat in the chair opposite. It was good that things seemed.. normal. Like they had been. Before. Sometimes it felt impossible to forget but now, even if they both remembered, it didn't seem to really make a difference. He was very glad for that. John was important to him regardless of the connection.]
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[He accepted the drink Sherlock offered.] Thanks.
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It's true I'm not going to let you get yourself hurt if I can help it, but that sure doesn't mean you can knowingly charge into shit hoping to exploit that. Do that and as soon as whatever horrors we escape from in the forest, you'd have my righteous fury to contend with.
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[He drinks from his tanker, wiping the foam from his upper lip.]
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And don't you forget it. Cheers.
[John drinks deeply from his own beverage.]
So, did anything in particular pique your curiosity about what might be lurking in the Forbidden Forest, or is this just your garden variety manic curiosity?
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I know you want to live among Muggles after we graduate, but believe me, there's just as many rules there as there are here. Hell, probably even more.
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