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A single living hut, where Mr. McLeod resides at a safe distance away from the Forbidden Forest with the entire Grounds area visible within sight from here. Despite the small exterior, upon entry you see a spacious living room, decorated with some ornaments hanging from the ceiling and doors leading to his bedroom, a personal dark room and facilities of his own. There is a fireplace where most of the time a copper kettle is used to boil water near some comfy recliners and a table. In the corner stands shelves of books, family pictures, his camera and own personal mementos. Giving off a lively atmosphere as an open window allows the smell of fresh trees in during the warm days. Sounds relaxing, doesn't it?
Wish to see the Groundskeeper over some tea? Don't be shy, you may knock first and wait until he is available.
Sassenach l theJoff l RoughDough l Aslan l Snidget l My Lord Kate l Dark-Side l BEETSSS l smol George
Hut was right by Forest. . . but no Forest! Lulla had said. . . only find. . . find. . .
. . .
Mason find, Mason need. . .
. . .
Hut was made of rock! He take all rock! Rock wall, rock steps, rock, rock, rock, rock!
Mason need see if wall have stone, maybe hidden in Hut-wall? Maybe in Hut? Mason need find. . . find. . . find. . .
Mason look on wall, Mason feel on wall, eyes dead and head drooping to the side. But Mason must find. . .
. . .
He must take stone! He stole stone! Stone not in rock-wall! WHERE HE PUT STONE?! He always here. . . he must take stone for selfs, he not give to to Glowy, Glowly need stone. . .
He take stone. . . Mason must take stone back. . .
He wasn't one to bother his Head of House, but now was the time he needed to make an exception to that. The day after the joint class, Jaemin made his way down to Mr. McLeod's hut as soon as classes were over, still frowning behind his scarf. The small boy hurried right up to the door and knocked on it, probably a little bit harder than necessary, but it was cold and he wanted to be less cold.
And also less annoyed. Nearly a full day between then and now had not helped that, at all. Hopefully Mr. McLeod could.
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After speaking to Esme and her sister, James made his way straight for the groundskeeper's hut. They had a few things to discuss... Finally making it to his destination he walked up the few steps and knocked on the door. Firmly at that. Three distinct knocks.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
Justin was home, yeah? Because James wanted to talk this through while it was still fresh on his mind.
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Originally Posted by Ameh
He wasn't one to bother his Head of House, but now was the time he needed to make an exception to that. The day after the joint class, Jaemin made his way down to Mr. McLeod's hut as soon as classes were over, still frowning behind his scarf. The small boy hurried right up to the door and knocked on it, probably a little bit harder than necessary, but it was cold and he wanted to be less cold.
And also less annoyed. Nearly a full day between then and now had not helped that, at all. Hopefully Mr. McLeod could.
What was Justin usually doing in his spare time? Humming would be one of them as he got around to finally removing some of the decorations. He was only a month behind, so no huge biggie. Settling down right after, he decided to enjoy some of the still fresh cookies when he got a knock.
Oho? Who could it be? Getting up the Groundskeeper opened the door to see- "Why it's Master Song! Come on in." He wasn't letting any little snakes get frozen out. Giving him room to step in before heading back to the main room with a seat. "Is something on your mind?" Or did he just want a break from the chill outdoors? The rough knockings indicated otherwise.
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack
After speaking to Esme and her sister, James made his way straight for the groundskeeper's hut. They had a few things to discuss... Finally making it to his destination he walked up the few steps and knocked on the door. Firmly at that. Three distinct knocks.
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
Justin was home, yeah? Because James wanted to talk this through while it was still fresh on his mind.
Knock three times on the ceiling if.. nah, wrong area. Justin was finishing up some cleaning when he heard the knocks. Welp, time to be a host before opening the door to see..
"James." What an unexpected surprise. "What's going on?" He moved aside so he could let the Creature man come on in.
What was Justin usually doing in his spare time? Humming would be one of them as he got around to finally removing some of the decorations. He was only a month behind, so no huge biggie. Settling down right after, he decided to enjoy some of the still fresh cookies when he got a knock.
Oho? Who could it be? Getting up the Groundskeeper opened the door to see- "Why it's Master Song! Come on in." He wasn't letting any little snakes get frozen out. Giving him room to step in before heading back to the main room with a seat. "Is something on your mind?" Or did he just want a break from the chill outdoors? The rough knockings indicated otherwise.
Thank goodness. The second McLeod's door opened, a rush of warmth hit Jaemin right in the face; the small boy shivered at the vast difference between the temperatures he was currently experiencing, eyes going right up to McLeod's face. As soon as the man mentioned coming inside, the diminutive Snake was in on the doorstep, pulling the scarf down so his mouth was no longer impeded by it.
"'lo sir," he said softly, taking half a moment to look around as he followed the man deeper into the hut. It was more... homey, than the professors' offices he'd been in. But that was probably because McLeod lived in here, right? Whereas the professors just spent massive amounts of time in their offices. They weren't actually... you know... their homes. They had to have proper bedrooms and chambers or something somewhere. Couldn't just sleep in their deskchairs.
He gave the place another quick look before he turned his attention back to McLeod, a slight frown on his face. "I wanted to ask what I need to do to drop out of a class... if I can drop out of it, too. Since it's already so far into the school year."
He had things to do and places he never wanted to go have to go again, you know? He looked at McLeod rather hopefully, because he was reaaaaally looking for a very specific answer here, and he'd probably be very unhappy if he didn't get it.
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Originally Posted by Charely Potter
Knock three times on the ceiling if.. nah, wrong area. Justin was finishing up some cleaning when he heard the knocks. Welp, time to be a host before opening the door to see..
"James." What an unexpected surprise. "What's going on?" He moved aside so he could let the Creature man come on in.
The man sounded surprised, which meant he couldn't possibly know why James Draper was here. Well as it just so happened, there was a pretty particular reason. Because unlike Poncho Paul, James didn't see a need to do routine 'friendly neighbor' pop-ins. "Justin," he echoed.
'What's going on?' Justin was staff. He ought to know exactly 'what was going on'.
How the Headmistress had ever hired this groundskeeper was beyond him.
"I've received one too many complaints in regards to a flood of nifflers invading the castle," and yes, yes nifflers were creatures and creatures were James' division. BUT. "And these ones aren't mine, which lead me to believe they came from the forrest." Nifflers were creatures and creatures were James' division but nifflers from the forrest meant this was a forrest problem and the forrest is on the grounds and grounds are Justin's division. SO.
Fix it, grounds-man.
"Thoughts?" Or did James have to spell it out because he wasn't just here to complain about niffler invasions. He had a theory. But let's see if Justin could figure it out all on his own. Doubtful, honestly. The man was too invested in his hair to pay attention to anything else. How else could he keep it that well groomed?
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Originally Posted by Ameh
Thank goodness. The second McLeod's door opened, a rush of warmth hit Jaemin right in the face; the small boy shivered at the vast difference between the temperatures he was currently experiencing, eyes going right up to McLeod's face. As soon as the man mentioned coming inside, the diminutive Snake was in on the doorstep, pulling the scarf down so his mouth was no longer impeded by it.
"'lo sir," he said softly, taking half a moment to look around as he followed the man deeper into the hut. It was more... homey, than the professors' offices he'd been in. But that was probably because McLeod lived in here, right? Whereas the professors just spent massive amounts of time in their offices. They weren't actually... you know... their homes. They had to have proper bedrooms and chambers or something somewhere. Couldn't just sleep in their deskchairs.
He gave the place another quick look before he turned his attention back to McLeod, a slight frown on his face. "I wanted to ask what I need to do to drop out of a class... if I can drop out of it, too. Since it's already so far into the school year."
He had things to do and places he never wanted to go have to go again, you know? He looked at McLeod rather hopefully, because he was reaaaaally looking for a very specific answer here, and he'd probably be very unhappy if he didn't get it.
Interesting. This one wasn't even in his third year yet and was already wanting to drop a lesson. "Well, it matters what class you were wanting to drop from first." Because if he had a looming Potions final, then it was tough luck kid. But this man wouldn't just end it like that.
"So what class is it and why do you want to drop it?"
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack
The man sounded surprised, which meant he couldn't possibly know why James Draper was here. Well as it just so happened, there was a pretty particular reason. Because unlike Poncho Paul, James didn't see a need to do routine 'friendly neighbor' pop-ins. "Justin," he echoed.
'What's going on?' Justin was staff. He ought to know exactly 'what was going on'.
How the Headmistress had ever hired this groundskeeper was beyond him.
"I've received one too many complaints in regards to a flood of nifflers invading the castle," and yes, yes nifflers were creatures and creatures were James' division. BUT. "And these ones aren't mine, which lead me to believe they came from the forrest." Nifflers were creatures and creatures were James' division but nifflers from the forrest meant this was a forrest problem and the forrest is on the grounds and grounds are Justin's division. SO.
Fix it, grounds-man.
"Thoughts?" Or did James have to spell it out because he wasn't just here to complain about niffler invasions. He had a theory. But let's see if Justin could figure it out all on his own. Doubtful, honestly. The man was too invested in his hair to pay attention to anything else. How else could he keep it that well groomed?
Of course. The longer Justin stared at this man, the more thoughts came to his head on how to unfold the seriousness of James. He wasn't going to start now on said challenge. Especially when he seemed to be in his usual serious mode. Other time though... maybe. He fought the urge to smirk.
Thoughts? Well okay, Justin folded his arms to look curious, "Did you ever ask your nifflers if they are missing some children?" Oh yes, he heard that they didn't belong to James, but if he remembered currently there were some nifflers already in that special house, yes? But in seriousness, "It's possible they came from the forest, but it is also possible they came back from the chambers, in which case there looks to be an infestation on hand still." Therefore this was not just his problem.
"Is there no more room in casa del Draper?" This older snake couldn't resist. The thought on James being the king of nifflers was too much. "Creatures tend to leave the forest when disturbed enough, so it's obvious that there needs to be another barrier to prevent even more from entering." Especially after the last incident. "Thoughts?" Back to you Sir James.
Interesting. This one wasn't even in his third year yet and was already wanting to drop a lesson. "Well, it matters what class you were wanting to drop from first." Because if he had a looming Potions final, then it was tough luck kid. But this man wouldn't just end it like that.
"So what class is it and why do you want to drop it?"
He didn't want to tell McLeod which class or why. He just wanted to know if he could, and how he was supposed to go about doing it. Why did adults always insist on explanations? A slight flicker of distress went across the diminutive Slytherin's face and he bit down hard on his bottom lip, trying to figure out the best way to present this. Because if he had to... he had to.
"I don't want to take Muggle Studies anymore." He curled his fingers up into the sleeves of his coat, fingernails pressing into his palms as he very pointedly looked away from McLeod. "The professor said she'd give me detention for being upset that she kept saying my name wrong. And she took points from me for pointing it out. She said I was being rude."
So just... tell him he could drop the class, and he'd be on his way. Okay, McLeod? Jaemin flicked a glance at the man, just to gauge his reaction, because it could really go either way here. He didn't know Mr. McLeod very well, and for all he knew the man wouldn't see anything wrong with what had happened. Clearly though, Jaemin had been very, very wronged here. RIGHT, McLeod?
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Originally Posted by Ameh
He didn't want to tell McLeod which class or why. He just wanted to know if he could, and how he was supposed to go about doing it. Why did adults always insist on explanations? A slight flicker of distress went across the diminutive Slytherin's face and he bit down hard on his bottom lip, trying to figure out the best way to present this. Because if he had to... he had to.
"I don't want to take Muggle Studies anymore." He curled his fingers up into the sleeves of his coat, fingernails pressing into his palms as he very pointedly looked away from McLeod. "The professor said she'd give me detention for being upset that she kept saying my name wrong. And she took points from me for pointing it out. She said I was being rude."
So just... tell him he could drop the class, and he'd be on his way. Okay, McLeod? Jaemin flicked a glance at the man, just to gauge his reaction, because it could really go either way here. He didn't know Mr. McLeod very well, and for all he knew the man wouldn't see anything wrong with what had happened. Clearly though, Jaemin had been very, very wronged here. RIGHT, McLeod?
No more Muggle Studies. Which caused Justin's eyebrows to raise for a moment before lowering back to their usual level. It was an unexpected reason, especially for a fairly simple subject that was filled with tedious work, at least from his schooling days experience. Justin had a good inkling on the two involved to have his own insites. But.. as Head of House he had to put his own judgements aside. This little guy was still hurt and needed a pick-me-up. "..Cookie?"
"I may have good news for you on this. But first, I want to know why you chose to take Muggle Studies." Guess it was time to get a bit comfy.
No more Muggle Studies. Which caused Justin's eyebrows to raise for a moment before lowering back to their usual level. It was an unexpected reason, especially for a fairly simple subject that was filled with tedious work, at least from his schooling days experience. Justin had a good inkling on the two involved to have his own insites. But.. as Head of House he had to put his own judgements aside. This little guy was still hurt and needed a pick-me-up. "..Cookie?"
"I may have good news for you on this. But first, I want to know why you chose to take Muggle Studies." Guess it was time to get a bit comfy.
He was still a bit iffy about baked goods since the cupcake incident. But food offered by professors was safe by default, because none of them were small girls from Beauxbatons who were in love with him, so Jaemin nodded a hesitant yes to 'cookie'. He had a sinking feeling that it might be a precursor to bad news though, despite the professor's followup.
Why had he chosen Muggle Studies? The small boy wrinkled his nose, because that was hard to articulate properly. He had had several reasons...
"Mom wanted me to take it," he started, shifting from foot to foot restlessly. "I'm half Muggle... I went to Muggle school and everything before I came here. Mom says it's part of me and I shouldn't lose that. And I thought it'd teach interesting stuff. It did last year, with Mox, but I'm not learning anything this term at all."
He could tell the man what some of his classmates' favourite cartoons were. But really, he didn't need a class to learn that stuff. He looked up at McLeod imploringly. He didn't need the class... personal studies would be so much more productive. And cause less point loss for Slytherin.
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SPOILER!!: sorry joel, sincerely
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Originally Posted by Charely Potter
Of course. The longer Justin stared at this man, the more thoughts came to his head on how to unfold the seriousness of James. He wasn't going to start now on said challenge. Especially when he seemed to be in his usual serious mode. Other time though... maybe. He fought the urge to smirk.
Thoughts? Well okay, Justin folded his arms to look curious, "Did you ever ask your nifflers if they are missing some children?" Oh yes, he heard that they didn't belong to James, but if he remembered currently there were some nifflers already in that special house, yes? But in seriousness, "It's possible they came from the forest, but it is also possible they came back from the chambers, in which case there looks to be an infestation on hand still." Therefore this was not just his problem.
"Is there no more room in casa del Draper?" This older snake couldn't resist. The thought on James being the king of nifflers was too much. "Creatures tend to leave the forest when disturbed enough, so it's obvious that there needs to be another barrier to prevent even more from entering." Especially after the last incident. "Thoughts?" Back to you Sir James.
As much as he appreciated Justin's concerns and infatuation with solving the 'serious' problem-- Actually, nope he didn't appreciate it. Being serious was perfectly fine. In fact, they were at WORK. And a job is meant to be taken seriously. Not that he'd expect this man to know, as apparently over half of the staff weren't well aware of the fact that they were in fact doing a real job here at this school. There'd be time for fun and games later.
....... Did you ever ask???
James deadpanned. HILARIOUS. "I highly doubt they came from the chambers," he folded his arms in a similar manner to that of the man standing in front of him. Two could play this game. "Unless the students were misinformed," was Justin about to call them liars? "I was called over because they came beyond the back of the castle and somehow made their way inside." Probably because a dumb kid from Justin's house let them in, let's be real.
".... Cute," James quipped in a manner that clearly translated the fact that he didn't think man's humor was "cute" in any way, shape, or form. Enough of this nonsense, James should've gone straight to the headmaster. Justin was proving to be rather useless and it did seem that James would have to-- Oh? So Justin did have something going on in that pretty little head of his after all? "Spot on, Pretty Boy," Yeah, James was 500% done. "Any strange activity coming from the forrest lately?" Assuming Justin had actually been doing his job, which was a pretty big assumption to make here. Honestly, the man probably spent most of his time grooming his hair, was there any time left to carry out his actual career? "Something must have driven them out."
And that's pretty much all James had to say, so if they were done here he could just let Justin stew on that for a bit, yeah? And though it'd be funny to see the grown man pee his bed, hopefully James didn't scare him too badly.
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Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon!
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Ameh
He was still a bit iffy about baked goods since the cupcake incident. But food offered by professors was safe by default, because none of them were small girls from Beauxbatons who were in love with him, so Jaemin nodded a hesitant yes to 'cookie'. He had a sinking feeling that it might be a precursor to bad news though, despite the professor's followup.
Why had he chosen Muggle Studies? The small boy wrinkled his nose, because that was hard to articulate properly. He had had several reasons...
"Mom wanted me to take it," he started, shifting from foot to foot restlessly. "I'm half Muggle... I went to Muggle school and everything before I came here. Mom says it's part of me and I shouldn't lose that. And I thought it'd teach interesting stuff. It did last year, with Mox, but I'm not learning anything this term at all."
He could tell the man what some of his classmates' favourite cartoons were. But really, he didn't need a class to learn that stuff. He looked up at McLeod imploringly. He didn't need the class... personal studies would be so much more productive. And cause less point loss for Slytherin.
Soo he was bored of it as well on top of it. From how Justin saw it. "I see. I'm half-blooded as well so I know that feeling." So then, "Well, it looks like you'll need another subject to take it's place then." Second years weren't allowed free periods, sad to say. "Did you have another in mind?" Otherwise he coould suggest one.
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack
As much as he appreciated Justin's concerns and infatuation with solving the 'serious' problem-- Actually, nope he didn't appreciate it. Being serious was perfectly fine. In fact, they were at WORK. And a job is meant to be taken seriously. Not that he'd expect this man to know, as apparently over half of the staff weren't well aware of the fact that they were in fact doing a real job here at this school. There'd be time for fun and games later.
....... Did you ever ask???
James deadpanned. HILARIOUS. "I highly doubt they came from the chambers," he folded his arms in a similar manner to that of the man standing in front of him. Two could play this game. "Unless the students were misinformed," was Justin about to call them liars? "I was called over because they came beyond the back of the castle and somehow made their way inside." Probably because a dumb kid from Justin's house let them in, let's be real.
".... Cute," James quipped in a manner that clearly translated the fact that he didn't think man's humor was "cute" in any way, shape, or form. Enough of this nonsense, James should've gone straight to the headmaster. Justin was proving to be rather useless and it did seem that James would have to-- Oh? So Justin did have something going on in that pretty little head of his after all? "Spot on, Pretty Boy," Yeah, James was 500% done. "Any strange activity coming from the forrest lately?" Assuming Justin had actually been doing his job, which was a pretty big assumption to make here. Honestly, the man probably spent most of his time grooming his hair, was there any time left to carry out his actual career? "Something must have driven them out."
And that's pretty much all James had to say, so if they were done here he could just let Justin stew on that for a bit, yeah? And though it'd be funny to see the grown man pee his bed, hopefully James didn't scare him too badly.
Justin would probably wonder if this grumpiness was intended to intimidate him. In which case, James had alot to learn from this man. To at least one of their delights. He listened to him alright, but the mimicking of body language was sending signals to Justin. Causing him to raise a brow. "I think you and I both know nifflers can come about from anywhere." In which case, "So it looks like it took more than one student to attract them from the forest as well." Perhaps even an adult? Though he wasn't going to give him any ideas thinking that just yet.
Cute.. Pretty boy....... Aha. Justin grinned. This was such a nice boost to his ego. Tied with the grumpy acting.That was three men he somehow managed to charm since he entered in this castle. How flattering. "You think I'm pretty.." Not that he needed to confirm, as Justin had the answer in his head already no matter if he denied it. Now wasn't the time to break this man's heart. "There was a young student who experienced some strange behavior who happened to be in my house, though it appears she wasn't the only one." Which goes back to the barrier being tampered. "It had to have been sometime during the winter during the festivities they took a little trip. I think I'll need to set up some more charm barriers in that case." Something to prevent it happening again. "And what will you do?" Stand here waiting to flirt with him some more?
Soo he was bored of it as well on top of it. From how Justin saw it. "I see. I'm half-blooded as well so I know that feeling." So then, "Well, it looks like you'll need another subject to take it's place then." Second years weren't allowed free periods, sad to say. "Did you have another in mind?" Otherwise he coould suggest one.
He needed another subject? Jaemin looked up at the groundskeeper, blinking at him slowly. Was there even a subject to replace it with? He counted off in his head all of the classes he was currently taking, biting his bottom lip. Was there anything he wasn't currently doing?
"I think I'm already in all the classes," he said, very softly. "I signed up for everything I could take."
He wanted to learn all the things. He already had plans to continue learning Muggle Studies stuff too, without the rude professor. He just had to write some letters, and maybe get some things. He was just a kid and stuff, but Song Jaemin had no intention of wasting any of the time he spent in a magic school.
Before anyone knew it, a soft rumbling could be heard. It was February still! Lots and lots of presies and gifts to deliver as more came in! OHH WHAT FUUN!
The mission was crucial before the big man left them once more! Seeing the two men outside the hut, the gnomes just KNEW who it was to give it to. THEIR LEADER!!
Giggle, giggle
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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack
As much as he appreciated Justin's concerns and infatuation with solving the 'serious' problem-- Actually, nope he didn't appreciate it. Being serious was perfectly fine. In fact, they were at WORK. And a job is meant to be taken seriously. Not that he'd expect this man to know, as apparently over half of the staff weren't well aware of the fact that they were in fact doing a real job here at this school. There'd be time for fun and games later.
....... Did you ever ask???
James deadpanned. HILARIOUS. "I highly doubt they came from the chambers," he folded his arms in a similar manner to that of the man standing in front of him. Two could play this game. "Unless the students were misinformed," was Justin about to call them liars? "I was called over because they came beyond the back of the castle and somehow made their way inside." Probably because a dumb kid from Justin's house let them in, let's be real.
".... Cute," James quipped in a manner that clearly translated the fact that he didn't think man's humor was "cute" in any way, shape, or form. Enough of this nonsense, James should've gone straight to the headmaster. Justin was proving to be rather useless and it did seem that James would have to-- Oh? So Justin did have something going on in that pretty little head of his after all? "Spot on, Pretty Boy," Yeah, James was 500% done. "Any strange activity coming from the forrest lately?" Assuming Justin had actually been doing his job, which was a pretty big assumption to make here. Honestly, the man probably spent most of his time grooming his hair, was there any time left to carry out his actual career? "Something must have driven them out."
And that's pretty much all James had to say, so if they were done here he could just let Justin stew on that for a bit, yeah? And though it'd be funny to see the grown man pee his bed, hopefully James didn't scare him too badly.
Now to this man, they ignored the other big man to circle this one around. YEES. YESS. No escaping this! As confetti rained over before one handed over a bouquet of roses.
tuuuuuune
Your eyes are diviiine,
And so is your smile,
I wish you'd let it out for a whiiiiiile!
Don't be so grim,
Cheer up, m'lad!
Someone adores you, you should be glaaaaaad!
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SPOILER!!: lol Justin and Gnuupid
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Originally Posted by Charely Potter
Justin would probably wonder if this grumpiness was intended to intimidate him. In which case, James had alot to learn from this man. To at least one of their delights. He listened to him alright, but the mimicking of body language was sending signals to Justin. Causing him to raise a brow. "I think you and I both know nifflers can come about from anywhere." In which case, "So it looks like it took more than one student to attract them from the forest as well." Perhaps even an adult? Though he wasn't going to give him any ideas thinking that just yet.
Cute.. Pretty boy....... Aha. Justin grinned. This was such a nice boost to his ego. Tied with the grumpy acting.That was three men he somehow managed to charm since he entered in this castle. How flattering. "You think I'm pretty.." Not that he needed to confirm, as Justin had the answer in his head already no matter if he denied it. Now wasn't the time to break this man's heart. "There was a young student who experienced some strange behavior who happened to be in my house, though it appears she wasn't the only one." Which goes back to the barrier being tampered. "It had to have been sometime during the winter during the festivities they took a little trip. I think I'll need to set up some more charm barriers in that case." Something to prevent it happening again. "And what will you do?" Stand here waiting to flirt with him some more?
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Originally Posted by Garden Gnomes
Before anyone knew it, a soft rumbling could be heard. It was February still! Lots and lots of presies and gifts to deliver as more came in! OHH WHAT FUUN!
The mission was crucial before the big man left them once more! Seeing the two men outside the hut, the gnomes just KNEW who it was to give it to. THEIR LEADER!!
Giggle, giggle
Now to this man, they ignored the other big man to circle this one around. YEES. YESS. No escaping this! As confetti rained over before one handed over a bouquet of roses.
tuuuuuune
Your eyes are diviiine,
And so is your smile,
I wish you'd let it out for a whiiiiiile!
Don't be so grim,
Cheer up, m'lad!
Someone adores you, you should be glaaaaaad!
Froooooommm
He Who Wears Ponchos
That was it. Now they could make haste!
Giggle, giggle
James was very well aware of what he was doing here, thanks. He was well rehearsed in dealing with unintelligent people. An unfortunate side effect of teaching at a school that was majority staffed by lunatics. ”Could have ben attracted,” James humored the man’s idea. ”Or they could have been driven away.” Nifflers were pretty much cowards. In it for the shinies, out at any sight of danger. Not much beyond gold diggers. Had a one track mind. Nothing too complicated. Surely something even Justin could wrap his well-groomed head around.
But James would let Justin figure that one out. Again, forrest… Not his division.
Which was only one reason why James wanted so badly to end this conversation. Another being Justin’s daft disregard for all things important. The many was like an overgrown puppy. One squirrel and his attention was swiftly snatched from under his own feet. ”Don’t flatter yourself,” he shook his head, ”you’re not my type.” And as much as James would just love to continue this silly little conversation… Actually wait, no he didn’t. They were here for business. Not to pick at each other’s last nerve. Which, it seemed to come to Justin rather naturally.
”Good,” he nodded in regards to the extra barriers. ”Something that should have been done without needing any provocation.” Honestly, who set loose barriers around a forrest that held LOADS of deadly creatures and the UNKNOWN. If Justin could think for a moment with his head, they wouldn’t have been in this niffler mess to begin with.
Which is why Justin’s question made James’ blood boil, what would he do??? His JOB that’s what. Unlike some people, James actually took care to get things done right the FIRST time around. And just as he went to voice this… Something horrendous happened.
…. GNOPE
He must’ve looked like an unhappy cat who had been soaked in hardcore rain. Except this wasn’t rain. It was much worse. It was multi-colored, glittery confetti. And as soon as their little rhyme ended, they were gone. And he had roses in hand.
”If that's all...?” He said grinding his teeth in a false calm and looking right at the groundskeeper as if that whole charade did not just happen.
And swear on Merlin's sagging underpants, if Justin made ANY comments.
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He needed another subject? Jaemin looked up at the groundskeeper, blinking at him slowly. Was there even a subject to replace it with? He counted off in his head all of the classes he was currently taking, biting his bottom lip. Was there anything he wasn't currently doing?
"I think I'm already in all the classes," he said, very softly. "I signed up for everything I could take."
He wanted to learn all the things. He already had plans to continue learning Muggle Studies stuff too, without the rude professor. He just had to write some letters, and maybe get some things. He was just a kid and stuff, but Song Jaemin had no intention of wasting any of the time he spent in a magic school.
"What do I do...?"
What does this little kid do? Justin thought. He was a busy little snake already it looks like. Merlin help him if he had been allowed do more than the core classes in his second year. Clearly Cece allowed him to be working as one of the top students. He grinned. It looked like a perfect opportunity for a certain scenario.
"What would you like to do?" Justin already had some fresh ideas, but he couldn't just order them right off the bat. Well, he couuld, but if the little man was to still be on the right track of success, he had to know some of the secrets to what drove him to be interested in the work.
SPOILER!!: James and the Gnupids, goodness xD
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SPOILER!!: lol Justin and Gnuupid
James was very well aware of what he was doing here, thanks. He was well rehearsed in dealing with unintelligent people. An unfortunate side effect of teaching at a school that was majority staffed by lunatics. ”Could have ben attracted,” James humored the man’s idea. ”Or they could have been driven away.” Nifflers were pretty much cowards. In it for the shinies, out at any sight of danger. Not much beyond gold diggers. Had a one track mind. Nothing too complicated. Surely something even Justin could wrap his well-groomed head around.
But James would let Justin figure that one out. Again, forrest… Not his division.
Which was only one reason why James wanted so badly to end this conversation. Another being Justin’s daft disregard for all things important. The many was like an overgrown puppy. One squirrel and his attention was swiftly snatched from under his own feet. ”Don’t flatter yourself,” he shook his head, ”you’re not my type.” And as much as James would just love to continue this silly little conversation… Actually wait, no he didn’t. They were here for business. Not to pick at each other’s last nerve. Which, it seemed to come to Justin rather naturally.
”Good,” he nodded in regards to the extra barriers. ”Something that should have been done without needing any provocation.” Honestly, who set loose barriers around a forrest that held LOADS of deadly creatures and the UNKNOWN. If Justin could think for a moment with his head, they wouldn’t have been in this niffler mess to begin with.
Which is why Justin’s question made James’ blood boil, what would he do??? His JOB that’s what. Unlike some people, James actually took care to get things done right the FIRST time around. And just as he went to voice this… Something horrendous happened.
…. GNOPE
He must’ve looked like an unhappy cat who had been soaked in hardcore rain. Except this wasn’t rain. It was much worse. It was multi-colored, glittery confetti. And as soon as their little rhyme ended, they were gone. And he had roses in hand.
”If that's all...?” He said grinding his teeth in a false calm and looking right at the groundskeeper as if that whole charade did not just happen.
And swear on Merlin's sagging underpants, if Justin made ANY comments.
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Before anyone knew it, a soft rumbling could be heard. It was February still! Lots and lots of presies and gifts to deliver as more came in! OHH WHAT FUUN!
The mission was crucial before the big man left them once more! Seeing the two men outside the hut, the gnomes just KNEW who it was to give it to. THEIR LEADER!!
Giggle, giggle
Now to this man, they ignored the other big man to circle this one around. YEES. YESS. No escaping this! As confetti rained over before one handed over a bouquet of roses.
tuuuuuune
Your eyes are diviiine,
And so is your smile,
I wish you'd let it out for a whiiiiiile!
Don't be so grim,
Cheer up, m'lad!
Someone adores you, you should be glaaaaaad!
Froooooommm
He Who Wears Ponchos
That was it. Now they could make haste!
Giggle, giggle
If Justin didn't know better, he would've assumed this little visit was a mere opportunity to play the blame game. But in his head, he took little visits as something personal and an invitation to get to know them better. Why else would this Creature Man decide to take time out of his day and cleaning creature poop to step onto his property? And he felt it prudent to get his thoughts on how to take care of the problem? Yep. That was settled. They were buddies now. James was agreeing with his thoughts. Therefore making him right. "Then it appears we have a bigger problem that the Headmaster must be aware of now." Because he can only do so much without the head honcho's approval.
Sure. Fine. Justin could totally forget the compliment he earned. Was that a giggle he heard? "Whatever you say.." Denial didn't last very long anyway, so they could swiftly move on to important matters... or not, from the random sight of weirdly-dressed creatures. "What the.." Merlin's soiled undergarments were gnomes doing up on his doorstep. And why were they dressed in.. oh. It was that time of the year wasn't it? Did he need to go American and punt them into the forest? Nah.. because before he knew it they were circling around James and... singing.
...
Boy.... oh boy, oh boy, oh boy... What a dashing secret. It took every working of his facial muscles and mental coaching to not even grin let alone let out that burst of laughter. But he somehow managed. How did he? Well, it was obvious how much James wanted to pretend it never happened from the lack of reference. Did he have a special secret going on with the sender? That was okay. Justin could keep another secret. They were fun to collect.
So instead the Groundskeeper took a few steps closer bridging the gap between the two adults.. and brushed a few of the confetti off his face with his hands so he could see before stepping back to take his wand cleaning up the rest off of him and the ground. There. All better.
".. Would you like some water?" To continue the conversation indoors, of course. He still wanted to hear of James' part of the plan after all.
What did he want to do? Jaemin blinked up at the groundskeeper, trying to figure out how to best answer that question. There were a lot of things he wanted to do... but none of them were things they offered here. Absently the small boy scratched at his ear, and wrinkled his nose.
"Well... I was gonna write to Professor Moxley to see what books and stuff I should get to sorta... learn stuff on my own. I know a lot of Muggle stuff already, cause... I'm half Muggle... but there's things that I don't know, and I still wanna know them." he bit his lip lightly. "There's other stuff I wanna learn, but Hogwarts doesn't have courses for that kinda stuff."
Plus he was probably still a bit too young to take courses for experimental spells and things like that. He could probably bother Myers about some sort of experimental Herbology stuff, but... that was less likely to be a 'course' and more likely to be him doing whatever kind of experiments he wanted to do.
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SPOILER!!: this... is a very interesting dynamic
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If Justin didn't know better, he would've assumed this little visit was a mere opportunity to play the blame game. But in his head, he took little visits as something personal and an invitation to get to know them better. Why else would this Creature Man decide to take time out of his day and cleaning creature poop to step onto his property? And he felt it prudent to get his thoughts on how to take care of the problem? Yep. That was settled. They were buddies now. James was agreeing with his thoughts. Therefore making him right. "Then it appears we have a bigger problem that the Headmaster must be aware of now." Because he can only do so much without the head honcho's approval.
Sure. Fine. Justin could totally forget the compliment he earned. Was that a giggle he heard? "Whatever you say.." Denial didn't last very long anyway, so they could swiftly move on to important matters... or not, from the random sight of weirdly-dressed creatures. "What the.." Merlin's soiled undergarments were gnomes doing up on his doorstep. And why were they dressed in.. oh. It was that time of the year wasn't it? Did he need to go American and punt them into the forest? Nah.. because before he knew it they were circling around James and... singing.
...
Boy.... oh boy, oh boy, oh boy... What a dashing secret. It took every working of his facial muscles and mental coaching to not even grin let alone let out that burst of laughter. But he somehow managed. How did he? Well, it was obvious how much James wanted to pretend it never happened from the lack of reference. Did he have a special secret going on with the sender? That was okay. Justin could keep another secret. They were fun to collect.
So instead the Groundskeeper took a few steps closer bridging the gap between the two adults.. and brushed a few of the confetti off his face with his hands so he could see before stepping back to take his wand cleaning up the rest off of him and the ground. There. All better.
".. Would you like some water?" To continue the conversation indoors, of course. He still wanted to hear of James' part of the plan after all.
Of course the man couldn’t understand the true purpose of this visit. Honestly, Justin probably couldn’t figure it out even if it were dancing on his own head. ”Appears so,” part of the bigger problem was that Justin was incapable of doing his job here, but that was something the Headmaster could figure out on his own. James didn’t want to have to deal with the groundskeeper anymore than he had to in this moment. This was insufferable.
Justin and the stupid garden gnome parade.
With gritted teeth he replied, ”Sounds fantastic,” though it actually didn’t. Something stronger than water, perhaps? Now that’d actually be fantastic.
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