Fire safety 101
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XXXXX𝓜ondays always brought a small sense of anxiety with them for Mylo, it signalled the beginning of a new week and thus new tasks that had to be done. They had hopefully finished homework that had been assigned the previous week but if not their workload would be increased, this didn't happen often but the few times it had they had spent way to much time trying to catch up so as to not fall behind in any of their classes.
Luckily this Monday they didn't have any outstanding work from the previous week, Mylo having managed to finish it all during the weekend, meaning that this afternoon they could just focus on getting the things done that had been newly added to the to-do list, but as it wasn't too much work they decided that a bit of fresh air would start off the study session nicely.
The weather had slowly started getting colder and darker the closer they got to the middle of winter, meaning that most of the quieter spots had become even quieter as many students decided to shelter in the warmth of the castle instead of the cold outside. It only worked in Mylo's favour as he didn't mind the cold in the slightest, in fact it only served to wake them up and help them clear their mind so that he could focus better on the things they were hoping to achieve that day.
So off they went to go and clear their mind, deciding that a quick stroll through the courtyard would suffice, aware of the fact he wasn't wearing clothes that would be sufficient for longer walks in the cold. The were wearing one of his thicker jumpers, a lovely purple hoody with a flower motif in a painted style on the back, and as much as the cold didn't bother them too much he knew that staying outside for longer periods would increase their chance of becoming sick, which they hated with a passion and tried to avoid at all costs.
Walking towards the clearing they could already feel a sense of calm start to wash away the tension that had built up over the day, even just the anticipation of being able to clear their mind was enough to start doing so, the slight chill of the air replacing their racing thoughts and the muffled outdoor sounds nestling into their bones and eating away at the tension.
That was at least until their actually caught sight of the courtyard in all its glory, the spot that was usually a quieter having at this point of the day now held a sight Mylo really hadn't hoped to see outside of the duelling piste.
A student seemed to have managed to set themselves on fire, hopefully on accident as this was a very inefficient way to try and ward off the cold, flames licking at the clothes he was wearing seemingly trying to devour him whole. Already making their way over they grabbed their wand and pointed it at the boy, their instincts to stop the flames from doing any further damage ingrained into their system after he himself had been on the receiving end of those flames a few too many times. "Extinguo!" Their other hand reaching into the satchel at their side trying to find the burn healing paste they always carried on their person just in case something like this happened.
Luckily the spell worked and the flames died down preventing any further damage from being done and as Mylo held out the burn healing paste for the boy to take they did a quick once over to check him for visible injuries.
"Hi, are you okay? Those flames looked quite vicious, if you need it I have some burn healing paste you can use."
𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐎𝐍, 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑 ; 𝓯𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓶 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷. xx |
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Fire safety 101
THE TOWER REVERSED ; I WAS THERE IN THE DARK WHEN YOU SPILLED YOUR FIRST BLOOD.
XXXAccording to Murphy's Law, Harlan shouldn't have been so confident that since the last he casted this spell that it would finally work well for him. A horrible memory of a CLOTHING IGNITION SPELL during the Broom Racing game against Ravenclaw turned the teenager into a flaming meteor on the tracks without any way to stop the searing of his flesh while he had to hold on so tightly to his Silver Arrow. It was only through the kindness of a team mate that he was able to heal with a handy spell and some paste. Back then, Hogwarts had the scariest Nurse in perhaps all of its time and the entire student body avoided the Hospital Wing like the plague. Luckily, the new nurse looked kind and gave a warm energy for those who needed a little more support in fixing whatever ailments Hogwarts had afflicted onto them.
" Fucking Merlin, not again. " The curse word came flying out Harlan's mouth as his practice spell went errant and lit the hem of his robe on fire. At first, it felt easy enough to try and pat it out with one of his books but thankfully another student had been on his toes and the Extuingso spell came flying his way to stop the flames from spreading too far until Harlan had noticed that his entire robe and a majority of his shirt had been burned through and scarred marks littered his shoulders and chest.
" No, I don't think i'm okay at all. " The adrenaline had been pumping through his body at first but as the moment settled back into a lull was when the pain began to scream. " Ah shit, it hurts. " With a scrunched up face and a heavy breathing, Harlan quickly sat himself onto the floor to stop him from collapsing on the spot while his breathing quickened. " Ow. ow. ow. ow. " Leaning himself against the grass of the Courtyards, this felt a lot worse than when this happened last time as his body screamed where it was exposed with singe marks and smoke still rising from Harlan's spot.
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 What am I | xx | M ?O N T G O M E R Y | xx | action ; HARLAN is BURNED ! Repulsed, just scraping for scraps Son saying, " When I grow up, I'll be like dad. " ─── PIGGIE by JAZMIN BEAN. location ; COURTYARD. date ; NOVEMBER 24, 2025 at AFTERNOON. mention ; @mylo atkins wordcount ; 351
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Fire safety 101
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XXXXX𝓐s Mylo completed their check for visible injuries he nearly physically recoiled at the scene in front of him. The flames had been absolutely vicious, having decimated the other boy's entire robe and a decent amount of his shirt, exposing the extent of damage that had not only been done to the articles of clothing themselves but also to the skin that had unfortunately found itself beneath the hot flames.
Skin that had presumably been intact before now sported a multitude of burn marks looking very painful, an assumption that was only confirmed as the student started groaning out in pain after verbally stating he wasn't okay and lowering himself to the ground. Mylo didn't blame him in the slightest as they had first hand experience as to how much pain a small flame could cause, let alone the onslaught the boy had endured.
Following him down to the ground Mylo once again held out the burn healing paste they had previously offered. "The fire has done a decent amount of damage, you can either put the burn healing paste on or I can cast Episkey on you. Whatever you prefer." They offered, knowing that although they had had a lot of practice with the spell the other student might not want another spell cast on him with how the previous one had done so much damage and that things could always go wrong.
Hoping the injured boy in front of him was able to make the choice Mylo sat down quietly, hoping that if he portrayed a sense of calm that would help him more than asking questions about how he was feeling.
𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐎𝐍, 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑 ; 𝓯𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓶 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷. xx |
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| sta • 8 | eva • 7 | str • 5 You will grow strong wis • 10 | arc • 7 | acc • 8 | Perf. | Wand. | Calm. pres. In the softest way ability | ability | ability |