Tobias: <So I found a good way to practice my aim.>
Ax: <Your aim?>
Tobias: <Yep. There are a couple of older kids camped in the woods over there. Sounds like they're roleplaying, or something. Either that, or they really think they're hiding from someone. Anyway, one of them has a really cool bag. It's like I can practice forever, and my birdy bombshells just go in and disappear.>
Ax: <If you are saying what I think you are saying, that's disgusting.>
Meanwhile...
Hermione: What th...? Harry, what the heck is this in my bag!?
AHHHHHHHH This is feeding my crossover bunnies!
Snape: Please turn to page two-hundred-and-sixty four in your books, we will be beginning our boil cure potions...
Ax: <Dried nettles? Do these not cause wounds?>
Snape: RAISE your hand, if you would like to comment.
Ax: *Raises hand*
Snape: Yes, Aximili?
Ax: <These ingredients are absurd, how will porcupine quills and nettles cure boils?>
Snape: Well, if you are not a blathering idiot muggle and combine them correctly--
Ax: <Why would you not use normal primitive human medicine? It is highly probably that the mere act of gathering these materials will cause more "boils" than making the potion will cure.>
Snape: *pause* "Ten points from Ravenclaw for Aximili being an insufferable know-it-all."
Ax: <Know-it-all? It's simple logic! Surely if you can genetically engineer a willow tree to move and attack any creature that comes near than you can think up a solution for a minor skin infection that does not require capturing large amounts of poisonous snakes and porcupines!>
Snape: Fifty points and detention!
Ax: *Crossing his arms* <What is the detention this time? Spending more time with the mentally-compromised large human that thought I was a magical creature in this "forbidden" forest full of
velcols with mouths? And what are these points for anyway?>
Snape: *points wand at Ax* Confundo!
Ax: ...
Snape: Would you go prune the whomping willow, Aximili?
Ax: <Yes, Prince Snape...>
*Three hours later in Dumbledore's office*
Ax: <I swear it on Elfangor's memory! I just woke up in front of it and it was already chopped up! Can't you just make another one?! And don't bother taking points, whatever they do, we're already at negative three-hundred-and-forty-five.>
