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Old 02-01-2011, 09:26 AM   #41 (permalink)
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Giselle Barrington
Slytherin
Seventh Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Teagan Kensington
Slytherin
Second Year
Gryffindor
First Year
Gryffindor
First Year
Gryffindor
First Year
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Originally Posted by Maxilocks View Post

"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.



Jared’s response to her question about the Slytherins was met by a raised eyebrow from Renée. She could read the flattery into the whole comment, even with how simple and innocent the words were, but part of her wondered if he actually meant it. Some people might have just taken it all as a joke, with the grin and all. But they had too much between the lines in their conversations to take it all at face value. “Maybe,” she replied with a grin. “I’d like to think that. So far experience leaves it all under question.” She did have an idea that she’d won over some from other houses, but not in the matter of amusing crushes. No, that was still sticking with Slytherins in her case, to her knowledge. What made it all funnier is that it proved Hogwarts wasn’t really that different from her previous jobs. Generally, at least.

The Hufflepuff topic was amusing in an entirely different way, and she found herself watching as he agreed with her. “I can’t say I’d really expected that. Hufflepuffs being the trouble,” she replied lightly, shrugging a little. That wasn’t entirely true, as she’d expected a bit from Treyen. Not exactly what she’d gotten, but something nonetheless. She imagined the fact it had evidenced knowledge of the Tarot wasn’t actually surprising, given his dedication to Professor Reynolds, however. That tangent was interrupted when Jared had replied again, and she glanced at him with another laugh as he gave her permission to be cryptic. “Why thank you, monsieur,” she said with a light smile. “It’s not every day I’m given the freedom to be cryptic.” Even if it was just for a moment. The teasing came in when she considered permission was usually not necessary, and she had a feeling he knew that as well. Not to mention he was quite adept at the skill as well.

She gave him another bright grin as he referred to the opinions, though. “Of course.” Everyone had opinions. They made things interesting, as facts were so static. The topic of staff pets was certainly one filled with opinions, as even she knew the number in the castle remained in question. She’d been thinking about how she hadn’t spoken to many of the other professors earlier anyway, but she could be fairly certain none of them had contemplated pet dragons. That would be one pet that wouldn’t be overlooked, even in the castle grounds. “I’d imagine sticking to even less dangerous pets is a better idea.” As well as legal ones. Dragons didn’t exactly qualify there, either.

She’d caught the slightest of pauses when she’d instinctively said her phoenix’s name, but didn’t think much of it. Perhaps it was simply curiosity, and in fact she felt Anastasia’s name needed less explanation than Bowie’s. Her crup wasn’t in question, though, and the slightly mischievous look reappeared as he spoke. “I wouldn’t worry, unless you plan any nefariousness,” she replied, not figuring he did. At least he’d been warned, teasingly and indirectly. She imagined his skills would have given her more challenge than the Russian’s, though. Just by the very fact they were both here, teaching at Hogwarts. That entailed a certain skill set that the common wizard didn’t necessarily have. The fact her implied challenge regarding attempts at getting into her head gave her more to think about, as she knew enough about him to know he at least had to be wondering about the idea. That was her intent, and it was certainly amusing. Dangerous, as well, since she’d already told him her ability at blocking was lacking.

She shrugged again as he posed the idea that her being on the third floor wasn’t out of the ordinary, but grinned yet again as another thought came back to her. “No, it’s not. Especially as even this time I simply stopped here as a distraction from intending on searching out a snack after grading papers. However, us sneaking in here by ourselves could be seen as suspicious.” She had to point that out, as it seemed to have not been implied enough with the rumour topic. “I think we already know that to be true,” she added. The students here obviously had active imaginations. It was both promising and worrisome, at least when the idea of rumours about themselves came into play. So far they seemed clear, beyond the already discussed individual amusing conspiracy theories. And she had a feeling he was still trying to get out of her offer for Divination tutoring. It didn’t really matter, as they hardly needed reasons to speak. The very amusement of the paths their conversations always took meant the promise of continuation, as spiraling thoughts always piqued new ones.
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