Originally Posted by demented_death_eater

Vindictus didn't hear the knocking at first - he was wearing a pair of earplugs and was stretched out on his couch while reading the sports section of the Daily Prophet. Scandals, gossip, trade rumours, and disaster at the European Cup kept him entertained, and he could be heard laughing.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

Now that he was finished reading the paper, he stretched and glanced at the clock in his office. Whatt????? I was reading for that long! He sat up and pulled the earplugs out of his ear.

There was definitely the sound of knocking and voices coming from the other side of his closed and locked office door. The earplugs were quickly thrown into his office desk drawer and he folded the newspaper neatly on his desk.

He walked over to the door and unlocked it. It creaked open and he stood there.

"Jacob, Ivory, Aaron and, uh, the Gryffindor girl - come on in!" Vindictus greeted them and held the door open.

Originally Posted by Walrus

Jacob looked around as the prefect girl came by him out of breath. He simply nodded to her, probably better that he didn't say anything, since if he had to aknowledge her name, it would be difficult. He had met her before, he was sure of that. It was just her name that slipped his mind... not that, that was unusual

Jacob looked back around at the door as it opened to reveal Vindictus with the rest of his office, most seemed exactly how it was the first time he ever entered the mans office. But that might just be the memories of the latest times mixing in with the older memories.

"Hello, Professor" Jacob said and stepped into Professor V's office, trying to hide his half a wand out of anyones veiw. Not that he needed to hide it from Vindictus, it was the reason he was down here in the first place, but he tried to hide it from the other captains that entered into the office. He rathered not be judged before they actually saw him and his team-to-be on the pitch. Jacob didn't speak, he waited to be spoken to before he spoke himself. It was more polite, and he'd rather not say his dilema and what happened in the common room before he was actually told, to more he put it off, and the less people were inside the office, the better.

Originally Posted by Walrus

Jacob didn't move to the seats, stitting would probably hurt his butt more. Jacob stared at the man who was waiting for the rest of the students to enter. taking his eyes off of Vindictus, Jacob looked at half of his wand... the other half was still laying as a pile of ash on the common room floor, oh the shame. A insturment that was used to make magnificent feats, was laying on the cold floor. He didn't take care of it enough, none of this damage would have happened if he were to just spend an extra few galleons on a holster. I would have protected his butt and the common room couch, not to mention ithe wand would still be whole.

Jacob looked around the room at everyone... what ever. They all should know him well enough by now to not be too suprised. So Jacob place the half-a-wand on Professor V's desk, and stood by it, waiting to be questioned and yelled at, or even expelled and/or exiled from the wizarding community if that was the punishment for losing your wand.

Originally Posted by demented_death_eater

Vindictus watched Jacob with a trained eye. "Is that broken bit of wood from your prized broomstick or is it your wand?" he asked the Ravenclaw captain. "Sit down and start talking."

Originally Posted by Walrus

Jacob didn't know how to respond to the mans question. He felt that if he told the truth there would be yelling. And big Punishment.

Jacob looked at the chair behind him. Okay Jacob, You can do this. He slowly backed into the seat, and the second his butt hit surface, Jacob winced. Torture! the man was trying to torture him! And he was succeeding! He then looked up at Vindictus, and thought it better just to tell the man. "It's my wand, sir" Jacob said and put on a sort of Don't-Beat-Me! kind of face.

Jacob wanted to change the subject of why he came down here, but he had already started, theres no stopping now. "Well, proffesor." he started explaining the situation. "My wand was sitting in my back pocket. and It sort of sent sparks out, for some reason." Jacob stopped to think of how he was going to explain the rest. "And my pants sort of caught fire, along with the couch in the common room. and well as my butt was burning, the wand kind of.... burned along with." yup and that was his story. And it was truth... well at least what he could remember. It all happened so quickly.

Originally Posted by demented_death_eater

Jacob should count his lucky stars that Vindictus didn't start bursting out with laughter.

"Do you always carry a wand in your back pocket?" he asked as he began to wonder exactly what was taught in Charms class. "You're mighty lucky that all you burned was your gluteus maximus because there are unlucky wizards who lost -" He stopped mid-sentence.

"You WHAT?"

Dun dun DUN.

Originally Posted by Walrus

Did he always carry it in his back pocket? "Pfft! Nooooo!"Jacob said as if he were offended "........ okay yes." he said. Was that really that bad?

Oh... Here's the yelling. Yeah, like Jacob didn't see that one coming. "Yeah, the couch sort of went..... WHOOOOOSH!" he exclaimed, demonstrating with his hands, as if something blew up. "The others put it out, but I didn't see what happened after that. I came straight down here." cause it was either this or the nurse. And the nurse was gonna put him in the looney pen!

Originally Posted by demented_death_eater

"Who was your Charms professor in your first year?" Vindictus asked because it seemed like there was a constant open door at the school with professors coming and going. If it was Ashby, then Jacob was doomed.

But it wasn't too late for an intervention that would save lives, furniture, and body parts.

Originally Posted by Walrus

"Uhm....." Jacob tried to think, was he really expected to remember who his charms teacher was 5 years ago. He didn't even know who it was now. was it Carlton.... no, she was later. Oh! "Uhm.... i beleive it was Professor Ashby" he said... Yup, it might have taken a while, but Jacob remembered. Was that good or bad. Was he gonna write to the old teacher or beat Jacob?

Originally Posted by demented_death_eater

Uh oh.

DOOMED.

"Ooookaaay. You need a remedial wand safety lesson. Who are you less scared of - Tate or Truebridge?" Vindictus asked. "Think quick or else I'll refer you to Professor Lafay."

Originally Posted by Walrus

Wait!.... What? This was what Jacob came down here for! Why did he need remedial wand lessons, it wasn't fair!

Who was he less afraid of...... Jacob couldn't choose, "UHM......" Jacob fumbled, not knowing what to say. "UHm......." was this part of the punishment? This wasn't humane.

Lafay?! No, he wasn't going to get any extra lessons from her. Come, fast! "UHM........... Tate!" Jacob said quickly...... No wait.... Whatever, their both better than sitting in a detention room with the crazy lady. But why did he have to do this anyways, it was so unfair.

Originally Posted by demented_death_eater

"Alrighty then! I'll make arrangements with Headmaster Tate but in the mean time you need to get a new wand - you can't perform magic with a wand held together with Spellotape. Let me know when you get a new one and for Merlin's sake, use a wand holster!"

Vindictus saw that Ivory was still hanging out by the door. "Ivory, can you please make sure Jacob sees the nurse regarding his, ahem, injury? He can't sit on a broom without treatment and tryouts are only days away."

He looked again at Jacob. "Tell her that your wand backfired and leave it at that. Now off with you!"

He clapped his hands and rubbed them together.

"Now, who's next in line? Come on in!"