Wrangling the Pumpkin King PV Aurora

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What would it be like to live as a cat? Judging from what her little furball did every single day, it did not seem to be stressful and too much work. Sleep, play, eat, toilet business, and repeat. With an owner like herself, there should be nothing to worry about. New toys and clothes every week, belly rubs every minute, snacks from the great hall, and a nice bed to sleep on. Don’t have to worry about things, don’t have to keep finding things that need changing. They said there’s absolutely no reason to be insecure about. But of course they would say that, they’re my parents. It would be an insult to themselves if they did otherwise since it is their genes as well. Loneliness did not seem to help either. Sometimes she was scared that the unfathomable feelings would be too powerful and take control over her.

October, the month where she went off the edge. For whatever reasons, people around her started to be those she disappoint, at least from her perspective. The loss of Ravenclaw’s quidditch, the forest attack, Winnie’s birthday party, all went array because of her lack of skill and tendency to act without thinking. Even when she tried with all her might to avoid the chaos to arise, it would be just another fruitless attempt. Aurora might be troublesome, sentimental, delicate, and vindictive most of the time, at least she is constantly trying to be in the bearable spectrum, not starting a fight unless necessary, and building up her spell casting ability. If it seems impossible for her to be likeable, maybe she could be useful in protecting others. All of her hard work would pay off at last.

The sound of the wheels of a pink small trunk dragged around the floor of stones. It was far from an enjoyable soothing melodic noise and more of the one that will cause a headache. Her weariness resonated perfectly with the long face that she wore, decorated with jet black hair. And so was the state of her uniform, wrinkly, tie was undone, she almost looked like just came back from a battlefield. Sat on top of the trunk was the almighty Lucifur, appeared as snazzy as always, with a brown and blue coat and a shiny silver collar on his neck. Their appearances were like day and night, heaven and hell, princess and the pauper. But don’t tell her that even if you must or she will take away your dear life.

She was really out of it. The initial destination was the Ravenclaw tower, but somehow, her legs led both of them to the courtyard. Quite a long journey it was, maybe it would be fine to take a nap there instead. For a second, her brown eyes caught a sight of something that was possibly just another magical thing, peculiar, but nothing special. It was a mere humanoid pumpkin, doing their own thing. Even monsters need time to chill, right? Then a familiar student called for her name, who was it again? The chocolate fairy. Ala- Alabama Va- Pa-Pancakes, yes, that must be his name. “Oh- Hi Mr. Chocolicious! A hand? I have two, which one do you want?” What are you trying to do Aurora? Detach your arms? Good idea. “Oh you mean help? So, does that mean that pumpkin isn’t supposed to act like that?” After witnessing the wriggling forest, spiders, dolls, don’t blame the girl for thinking the creature in front of her was normal. Of course anything that can move will take Lucifur’s attention. She looked over to the cat with widened pupils, ready to jump and play. “Lucy, be a good little devil and stay out of the way-“ Slowly grabbed her wand from inside the robe and pointed it straight at the funky jack-o-lantern, “-and as for you Mr. Pumpy Umpy Umpkin, I am sorry, I know you just want to breathe the fresh air of the courtyard, but my chocolate fairy want my help so I have to help so, IMMOBULUS!”

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This poor pumpkin was doing nothing wrong, in theory. Though of course it would still make no sense to anyone why it should be wandering about the way it was. Catching a breath in the courtyard of Hogwarts, never even imagining the dangers that loomed there. Alan and his cat companion, and Aurora and her spellcasting abilities. Though it was auick to realize perhaps these were not friendly, and it attempted its escape. Though, as Alan trued his best to wrangle the vegetable, and Aurora cast her spell, it sneezed. Perhaps enchanting pumpkins had a chance of side effects including allergies to cats? Either way, it gave a liud sneeze, followed by a grand pop of explosion, resulting in the guts of said pumpkin raining down on the two students. Though poor Alan was certainly in the closest range, and him and his cat would probably smell like pumpkin for the next day or so.

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@Aurora Ranvier

If the Gryffindor was not occupied with wrangling the mess of tendrils, he for sure would have burst into a fit of laughter as he listened to Aurora's response. Chocolicious? Her humour and pleasant nature was refreshing and he was glad it was her who passed through the hallway the moment that she did. "No! No of course it's not-" Alan scrunched up his face slightly as he tried to figure out what she meant by that. "You think this was normal?" He asked a bit flabbergasted at the thought alone. He wondered what kind of chaos this world would descend to, if all plants were sentient, crops fleeing from the harvest. The thought was very funny so he did allow himself a chuckle.

But it was short lived, as soon the next shock came when, as Aurora cast a spell at it, the pumpkin would cough up and burst into what Alan assumed was a mixture of its innards and juice. The pumpkin shell would fall to the ground, shattered into a heap of lifeless vines. Alan and Tiger, even Aurora who had kept a bit of distance, had been covered in the pumpkin sludge that trickled down the side of Alan's face and clung to his hair as a sticky, somewhat sweet smelling concoction. His tongue darted out to taste just a small bit of what had been caught on his lip and his eyes lit up at the familiar taste of pumpkin juice. "Well now that was a dramatic exit..." he muttered as he stared down, watching as Tiger crawled out from beneath a thick vine that lay atop of him, running to his master as he tried to vigorously clean off the substance that clung to his coat. He might have to give the feline a bath. He would grin at Aurora, thankful for her assistance even though they seemed to have been unsuccessful in their task!

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In a place where everything can be done with magic, including animating the dead, one pumpkin monster shenanigan could be a regular thing that happened near Halloween. Perhaps it was one of the professors setting up decorations, and one of the pumpkins broke loose and decided to chill in the middle of the courtyard. It was a plausible scenario, pretty realistic as well. The fact that the Gryffindor prefect was taken by surprise by what the girl just said just astonished her. “W-well, I mean, magic could turn my hair rainbow without damaging it, so, I guess?” Not to mention the long list of magical creatures that she hadn’t had the chance to witness in real life. One of the most peculiar and dumb creature from the book was a troll, and ironically, their whisker was inside her wand as a core. That could be one of the reasons why her spell casting ability was inferior, along with the lack of talent she had. If something like trolls existed, whatever that pumpkin species must be one of the creatures that she just didn’t know about. Plus, it’s October. “And it’s almost Halloween so, YES!” Aurora felt like she just connected two dots when in reality she didn’t connect anything.

Then it exploded, for whatever reason. Maybe it was her spell, or the prefect that did the job, or maybe it blew up just because it felt like it. An odd fellow, indeed. A little bit of the pumpkin juice hit her face and body, along with the white furball that happened to be there. The boy and his cat, on the other hand, were looking like the pumpkin monster itself. Aurora watched the whole scene wide eyed, blinking once, twice, then she lost it. “Oh my-“ Nothing was particularly funny at that moment, just a boy covered in weird sticky thick orange liquid. But the sight made the young eagle laugh in tears. She crouched down, hugged her own stomach, and just hysterically cackled in amusement. It was the happiest, the most genuine laugh she’d let out for weeks of gloomy days out of insecurities. “-you-“ Not even a single word could be spitted out, one look was all it took to make her back to the hilarity. “-sorry.” A big grin was on her face, along with little giggles here and there.

The chocolate fairy was being so kind to her, and it was a must to repay everything. He was dirty and probably a little tacky while the girl wasn’t messy enough. Why bother trying to clean him up when you can be nasty together? Aurora would come closer and spread her arms, preparing for a big hug. “Don’t worry! I will hug you in solidarity!” Not forgetting the cat, of course, she would call out for her little devil to join in the support act. “Come on Lucifur! Group Hug!” Excitedly jumped on his owner’s shoulder, if the boy would agree to be hugged, Lucifur would also lick the pumpkin off his face.

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