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Maxilocks · 01-31-2011, 10:27 AM

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger

A bit of a curious smile crept onto her face as he finally spoke, however. Regarding the topic of Slytherins and admirers, and she glanced at him mischievously. “Are you saying you would have assumed the Slytherins would take to me?,” she asked in amusement. The other option was that he assumed she’d just get admirers in general, but that was reading too much flattery into the mix. Considering what had happened at the opening feast and all. Nothing then would have made her think she’d’ve gotten admirers. Curiosity, perhaps, but definitely not drooling. It seemed her mention of Rae had made the emotion in the room more serious, though, and her expression faltered a little. Not so much got completely serious, but at least less amused. It seemed grudges were as prevalent as admiration, really, when it came to herself. Even the amusing ones.

“You can relate to finding Hufflepuffs a handful?,” she asked, once it seemed the Rae moment had faded away a little. With the tiniest of flickers of her ability, she grinned a little as it seemed the handfuls were at least the same on one count. “It’s amazing what one little question can start, when certain Hufflepuffs decide to answer,” she added then, a bit cryptic. But it was true, as she remembered the Major Arcana battle of meanings between Jake and Treyen during her lesson. It was all entertaining, and at least they’d shown they both understood what they’d been talking about. Ravenclaws weren’t the only intelligent ones in the school anymore, if they ever had been. She’d always disbelieved that old saying.

She shrugged slightly as he lightly shot down her attempt at disproving the pet theory within the staff at Hogwarts, still smiling as she saw the half-smile of his that had accompanied the statement. “An opinion,” she replied, before laughing at his response to her manticore comment. “That’s always good to know.” Valuing life before exotic pets. The laughter only continued as he brought up dragons. “Slightly less dangerous. At least while small,” she said impishly. Fire hazard though, especially in their offices. And she imagined it hadn’t been attempted for eons anyway. She tilted her head slightly as he called her the creature police though, regarding him with eyes still sparkling with amusement until he asked about her rescue of Anastasia. “Anastasia? I happened to come across her abuser while looking for a Divination expert I’d been told about.” She shrugged. “I’ve never been good about animal mistreatment, so I took action.” At twenty years old, and the memory of the Russian’s face made a half-smile creep onto her face. Just because she wasn’t necessarily outwardly threatening didn’t mean she couldn’t make her point known if she wanted.

The smile only grew as he went on to address the idea of getting into her thoughts. “I guess I should thank you for that then,” she said, going back to the mischievousness. “I have to admit, I would have been interested if you’d tried.” What he’d go after, that sort of thing. It wasn’t necessarily an all or nothing thing, when it came down to it. But skill levels made a difference. And she wondered what was going through his head again at the renewed smile, until she abandoned that thought as he spoke again. “Like us coming in here to investigate the memories wouldn’t? What sort of rumors do you think would start anyway?” As far as she thought, professors visiting each other wasn’t that odd. But then, she hadn’t really tried it yet. “It’s just a simple attempt on my part. One professor helping another learn their subject,” she added with another grin. And the implied challenge for herself, with his self-professed failure to understand Divination.

“Perhaps,” she replied with another little grin, as he continued the circularness of things. Leaving things open-ended led to interpretation. And amusement. Not everyone understood that. Static conversations were, well, boring. She had a feeling they were alike in the dislike of that idea, which was why she was drawn to their conversations. Hopefully she’d find that in the other professors as well, or at least something similar.

"People in general?" Jared suggested, grinning at the question behind her question. It seemed Hogwarts, or perhaps schools in general, had a tradition of students tending to be attracted to teachers. He couldn't know for sure, never having taught before, at least not in an environment like the one here. Rigid, by certain standards.

"Indeed." He smiled lightly, not exactly sure what she had on her mind right then, though he could certainly have guessed it pertained to Hufflepuffs and their - for lack of a better term - 'antics' during her lessons. Her next comment confirmed this, and he found himself, once again, agreeing. Certain Hufflepuffs could blow a simple question completely out of proportion, and not in a bad manner, either. Though, he had to say, even though he could relate and, probably for that reason, understand her comment better than most others might have, the comment in question had been vague. "I'll let you be cryptic for now, mademoiselle," he said, his smile lingering for several moments. If that pleased her.

"Like yours," Jared returned, once again teasingly. His was an opinion, however. He couldn't call it a fact, having neither complete knowledge of all the staff's pets, nor any interest in acquiring the said knowledge. Dragons? "While very small," he said, the amusement he felt apparent in his tones. To be honest, he'd not risk something like that, keeping a dragon - a baby dragon - in his office, even if he felt sure he could manage one. The castle and its students provided too much of an unknown factor, too many elements he could not precisely predict.

Anastasia? Quite the name. Jared nodded, clearly interested. "I can see I should be careful around you, Renée," he said, her semi-smile making him give her a mock cautious look. Not that she might catch him mistreating an animal in actual. But yes, ladies can be scary. Jared could agree to as much, there and then. He had good reason to be scared of her. Or so, at least, his semi-teasing tones said.

Perhaps unconsciously, she almost made the talk of breaking into her mind sound like a challenge, and Jared contemplated that such an act could actually mean more enigma associated to her, given that he didn't think it was possible to get to know all about her, just by getting into her mind once, or even several times - should, of course, that ever happen by some unlikely chance. The thought added another layer to her personality, really. "Coming down here isn't that out-of-the-ordinary," he mused, as the conversation returned to the topics of rumours. The Divination Professor teaching the Charms Professors her subject, however, was. Out-of-the-ordinary. He doubted Hogwarts had had many professors that chose to teach each other their subjects, especially without any real necessity. Rumours? "All kinds, I suppose." Even conspiracy theories. Given the students and their tendency to over-analyze at times, anything seemed possible.

Perhaps? Ah. Jared grinned.

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Maxilocks SS Featured Author Türk Bilgini Bugbear Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: {in a leap of faith} Posts: 31,791 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarani Glass Graduated x12	pets <3 ♥ Mrs. Itachi Uchiha™ & MAJNOO! : Bleach & Kyo & Natsume ♥ [ Maxh!Jesh ] Text Cut: Hehe =D <33 Quote: Originally Posted by SilverTiger A bit of a curious smile crept onto her face as he finally spoke, however. Regarding the topic of Slytherins and admirers, and she glanced at him mischievously. “Are you saying you would have assumed the Slytherins would take to me?,” she asked in amusement. The other option was that he assumed she’d just get admirers in general, but that was reading too much flattery into the mix. Considering what had happened at the opening feast and all. Nothing then would have made her think she’d’ve gotten admirers. Curiosity, perhaps, but definitely not drooling. It seemed her mention of Rae had made the emotion in the room more serious, though, and her expression faltered a little. Not so much got completely serious, but at least less amused. It seemed grudges were as prevalent as admiration, really, when it came to herself. Even the amusing ones. “You can relate to finding Hufflepuffs a handful?,” she asked, once it seemed the Rae moment had faded away a little. With the tiniest of flickers of her ability, she grinned a little as it seemed the handfuls were at least the same on one count. “It’s amazing what one little question can start, when certain Hufflepuffs decide to answer,” she added then, a bit cryptic. But it was true, as she remembered the Major Arcana battle of meanings between Jake and Treyen during her lesson. It was all entertaining, and at least they’d shown they both understood what they’d been talking about. Ravenclaws weren’t the only intelligent ones in the school anymore, if they ever had been. She’d always disbelieved that old saying. She shrugged slightly as he lightly shot down her attempt at disproving the pet theory within the staff at Hogwarts, still smiling as she saw the half-smile of his that had accompanied the statement. “An opinion,” she replied, before laughing at his response to her manticore comment. “That’s always good to know.” Valuing life before exotic pets. The laughter only continued as he brought up dragons. “Slightly less dangerous. At least while small,” she said impishly. Fire hazard though, especially in their offices. And she imagined it hadn’t been attempted for eons anyway. She tilted her head slightly as he called her the creature police though, regarding him with eyes still sparkling with amusement until he asked about her rescue of Anastasia. “Anastasia? I happened to come across her abuser while looking for a Divination expert I’d been told about.” She shrugged. “I’ve never been good about animal mistreatment, so I took action.” At twenty years old, and the memory of the Russian’s face made a half-smile creep onto her face. Just because she wasn’t necessarily outwardly threatening didn’t mean she couldn’t make her point known if she wanted. The smile only grew as he went on to address the idea of getting into her thoughts. “I guess I should thank you for that then,” she said, going back to the mischievousness. “I have to admit, I would have been interested if you’d tried.” What he’d go after, that sort of thing. It wasn’t necessarily an all or nothing thing, when it came down to it. But skill levels made a difference. And she wondered what was going through his head again at the renewed smile, until she abandoned that thought as he spoke again. “Like us coming in here to investigate the memories wouldn’t? What sort of rumors do you think would start anyway?” As far as she thought, professors visiting each other wasn’t that odd. But then, she hadn’t really tried it yet. “It’s just a simple attempt on my part. One professor helping another learn their subject,” she added with another grin. And the implied challenge for herself, with his self-professed failure to understand Divination. “Perhaps,” she replied with another little grin, as he continued the circularness of things. Leaving things open-ended led to interpretation. And amusement. Not everyone understood that. Static conversations were, well, boring. She had a feeling they were alike in the dislike of that idea, which was why she was drawn to their conversations. Hopefully she’d find that in the other professors as well, or at least something similar. "People in general?" Jared suggested, grinning at the question behind her question. It seemed Hogwarts, or perhaps schools in general, had a tradition of students tending to be attracted to teachers. He couldn't know for sure, never having taught before, at least not in an environment like the one here. Rigid, by certain standards. "Indeed." He smiled lightly, not exactly sure what she had on her mind right then, though he could certainly have guessed it pertained to Hufflepuffs and their - for lack of a better term - 'antics' during her lessons. Her next comment confirmed this, and he found himself, once again, agreeing. Certain Hufflepuffs could blow a simple question completely out of proportion, and not in a bad manner, either. Though, he had to say, even though he could relate and, probably for that reason, understand her comment better than most others might have, the comment in question had been vague. "I'll let you be cryptic for now, mademoiselle," he said, his smile lingering for several moments. If that pleased her. "Like yours," Jared returned, once again teasingly. His was an opinion, however. He couldn't call it a fact, having neither complete knowledge of all the staff's pets, nor any interest in acquiring the said knowledge. Dragons? "While very small," he said, the amusement he felt apparent in his tones. To be honest, he'd not risk something like that, keeping a dragon - a baby dragon - in his office, even if he felt sure he could manage one. The castle and its students provided too much of an unknown factor, too many elements he could not precisely predict. Anastasia? Quite the name. Jared nodded, clearly interested. "I can see I should be careful around you, Renée," he said, her semi-smile making him give her a mock cautious look. Not that she might catch him mistreating an animal in actual. But yes, ladies can be scary. Jared could agree to as much, there and then. He had good reason to be scared of her. Or so, at least, his semi-teasing tones said. Perhaps unconsciously, she almost made the talk of breaking into her mind sound like a challenge, and Jared contemplated that such an act could actually mean more enigma associated to her, given that he didn't think it was possible to get to know all about her, just by getting into her mind once, or even several times - should, of course, that ever happen by some unlikely chance. The thought added another layer to her personality, really. "Coming down here isn't that out-of-the-ordinary," he mused, as the conversation returned to the topics of rumours. The Divination Professor teaching the Charms Professors her subject, however, was. Out-of-the-ordinary. He doubted Hogwarts had had many professors that chose to teach each other their subjects, especially without any real necessity. Rumours? "All kinds, I suppose." Even conspiracy theories. Given the students and their tendency to over-analyze at times, anything seemed possible. Perhaps? Ah. Jared grinned.