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- Yew Wand 14" Essence of Fairy Dust
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Transfiguration had just finished, and while it was a fine class, Jeremiah's brain was not in the class room. He had been planning this for a while, and now it was coming together. Conan had been told to meet him with Ai after class. Now the Gryffindor just had to get Ai in position so that she did not see Conan coming, and so they would be in a secluded place. The pure-blood had Ai by the sleeve, tugging her out of the class room and down the hall. He ignored any protests she had and simply hoped that she would just follow his lead and not ask too many questions. If this were ever going to work, he had to do it now and it had to be right. He was sick of Conan being stupid and Ai being stubborn. He was going to throw those too together and they were going to be civil again, or Miah feared he was slam his face violently into the wall. He really didn't want to have to do that. So, this really had to work. It was rather simple, actually. All Conan had to do was not be a jerk, while all Ai had to do was just hear him out and not get upset by the stupidity her brother possessed at the best of times and the violence he held at the worse. Jeremiah frowned slightly as the horrifying realisation hit him. Conan was always stupid. This really had a large chance to fail.
But the Gryffindor had a plan. A plan that would completely distract Ai long enough for Conan to show up on the scene and talk to her. It was not perfect, and it was incredibly awkward, but he was confident it would do. Ryder was a terrible influence on him. Such confidence should be reserve for those that did not care for consequences. Jeremiah led Ai to a quiet corner, and stood directly in her line of sight. He was taller, so this worked perfectly. He smiled down at her, attempting to draw all her attention to him. He was about to say the most ridiculous thing in his life and if he was going to say it, he wanted to make damn sure she was listening. "Ai, we have been friends for a decent amount of time," he pressed his hand against the wall in order to take up more of her sight from the hall, since (hopefully) Conan would be walking down it about now. "I am attracted to you and wish to make you mine. Your thoughts?" There, he said it. If this didn't take all of her attention from her surroundings, nothing short of a meteor would.
But the Gryffindor had a plan. A plan that would completely distract Ai long enough for Conan to show up on the scene and talk to her. It was not perfect, and it was incredibly awkward, but he was confident it would do. Ryder was a terrible influence on him. Such confidence should be reserve for those that did not care for consequences. Jeremiah led Ai to a quiet corner, and stood directly in her line of sight. He was taller, so this worked perfectly. He smiled down at her, attempting to draw all her attention to him. He was about to say the most ridiculous thing in his life and if he was going to say it, he wanted to make damn sure she was listening. "Ai, we have been friends for a decent amount of time," he pressed his hand against the wall in order to take up more of her sight from the hall, since (hopefully) Conan would be walking down it about now. "I am attracted to you and wish to make you mine. Your thoughts?" There, he said it. If this didn't take all of her attention from her surroundings, nothing short of a meteor would.