Vemma woke up in the afternoon. Then it was night... so she closed her window. She took a step backwards and had a look around the room. Although it was night she could hear something downstairs, scraping across the floor.
She placed her teddy, Steers, on her bed - leaving behind every shred of protection she had in the world - and in typical white girl fashion went downstairs to figure out what the noise was. As she went downstairs she stared at her feet from the side and then the front so she could see different perspectives because... reasons. She flipped a lock of her bouncy blonde (that was actually brunette) locks over her shoulder and turned her snow blue orbs on her feet again (Vemma really loved her photogenic_feet however she did not have a fetish).
At the bottom of the stairs Vemma heard a very loud CRASH BANG SNAP and she turned around.
"le gasp" she gasped, grabbing her face with her hands in shock.
She was scared of the very loud CRASH BANG SNAP until she realised it was a jacket that she had thrown down the stairs*. She giggled, guffawed, tee-hee'd, and laughed whilst picking up the jacket. Then she went back to the hall, gazing with her sea green orbs at the stunning, sexy, gorgeous, bottom of her legs. She flipped her rainbow locks (that were actually brunette) and sighed. Why were her leg hands so beautiful??? She cried for she did not know.
Then she flung her jacket out of the window and into the wind because she was a fairy air spirit. She then felt warm, hot and tingly all of a sudden. She thought it was her tootsies being mighty fine however when she looked at her mighty fine tootsies, she realised that a malevolent, evil spirit was sucking her into Hades.
She gave one final shriek, "An I oop!" And then she was gone.
The End.
*this was not mentioned earlier because it was not relevant to Harry's story
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