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Lockhartian · 03-03-2011, 03:33 AM

SPOILER!!: Bishop <3

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger

Eyes on Bowie as the crup turned to trot back towards the desk area, Renée heard the sigh from behind her but chose to let Treyen have that little moment without question. Especially after she'd already gone through Ellie and her demands that everything inside the office be returned to the way they'd been when Professor Reynolds had been teaching. Nolan, she reminded herself, still finding the irony in the fact her predecessor was actually known by herself. And not just by way of keeping herself aware of things with Hogwarts. It always helped knowing what had happened before, who had taught, that sort of thing. Different teaching styles could be adapted or fought against, and she preferred doing neither. The fact she'd known their beloved professor was still rather ironic though.

Stopping as she arrived back at her desk, she turned back in time to see the Hufflepuff smile. At Bowie, but she knew her pets had their own ability to charm people. The crup for sure, as Anastasia tended to just send people into awe. It seemed Treyen hadn't noticed her yet, however, so that was neither here nor there, and Renée returned his smile as it was turned to herself. However tentatively it had been given, it was a start.

Then it seemed he'd gotten himself to speak, and she leaned against her desk silently, letting him get it all out before interrupting. It seemed the better decision, especially since things were so unsure. But as he continued, a faint note of surprise crossed her features at what he was saying. Perhaps this wouldn't be as difficult as she'd expected, although she had a feeling something had triggered his revelations. As he paused, she decided to speak. "Honestly, yes. I can't deny I was surprised by your visit. But since you did feel the need to come and explain a little, I forgive you. It wasn't fair, but unfortunately, sometimes things happen. People need to move on, and disappointment when they actually do can be hard," she replied. "Thank you for the apology, and know that I completely understand. I told Ellie much the same months ago when she felt the need to, well, explain." Or tell her in no uncertain terms that the Ravenclaw didn't want her here and would do anything to get her to leave. She didn't feel Treyen needed to know all that, if his friend hadn't told him already.

She smiled again as it seemed he'd zeroed in on her bookshelves, but nodded as he spoke again. "It was, but I assure you it was nothing new to me. We got through it fine, and I'm sure only some of it was because of the issues you had with myself," she responded, letting him continue to eye her books. "You're welcome to get a closer look. It's mostly divination books, but there's a few others as well." She was unable to not have her own work close by, out of habit. Not too many people made the connection, even now, but it was her little concession to vanity. Or, one of them.

He listened as she spoke, and for a moment there he had the feeling that he was talking to one of the wisest persons he'd known. Though, he already knew the wisest of them all was his grandfather, and quite possibly, Kingsley.

The boy nodded at the appropriate times to do so, and the rest he just remained listening. He started to feel even worse than when he was at the Corridor, because she was being so nice about all of it and they'd been so terrible to her. "I'm truly sorry," he said as he eyed his hands. Really, it was awful, very awful. Of course he was glad that she'd somehow accepted his apology, but he knew it had been wrong of him and an apology seemed like the smallest gesture to make it right. But at least it was something, right?

And then he'd remembered she'd mentioned Ellie. Well, that was a surprise, because Ellie never mentioned she'd come to apologize, all she'd mentioned was that she wasn't going to keep attending her lessons, which broke his heart very much. "I didn't know Ellie apologized." No, it wasn't a question, it was more...a general wondering. Honestly, how come Ellie came before him?! Or didn't even bother to tell him to come along? He felt rather stupid that it had taken him too long to come here, and now it was revealed to him that the pretty redhead had come first. Great. His eyes narrowed just a bit as he frowned.

"Thank you, Professor," for accepting the apology, but then...his discussion with Jake had something to do with her? "Oh, no," he hurried to say, "Not at all, you had nothing to do with that, it's just Jake--," er, he didn't follow that train of thought, the boy didn't feel like continuing to do so anyway, his eyes seemed to behave better than his words, and so they were staring at a couple books..."You are Renée Bishop, aren't you?" he asked, and...had she written some of them?

If so...that was brilliant!

Never mind the Phoenix standing close by, it wasn't nearly as amazing as those books.

03-03-2011, 03:33 AM	#58 (permalink)
Lockhartian Kappa Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: The Eyrie Posts: 14,978 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ashton P. Walker First Year x11 x11	Eagle Eye [⅓ Badger Trio] Felon & Kafka ♥ Gilderoy Lockhart <3 [TEAM 947!] SPOILER!!: Bishop <3 Quote: Originally Posted by SilverTiger Eyes on Bowie as the crup turned to trot back towards the desk area, Renée heard the sigh from behind her but chose to let Treyen have that little moment without question. Especially after she'd already gone through Ellie and her demands that everything inside the office be returned to the way they'd been when Professor Reynolds had been teaching. Nolan, she reminded herself, still finding the irony in the fact her predecessor was actually known by herself. And not just by way of keeping herself aware of things with Hogwarts. It always helped knowing what had happened before, who had taught, that sort of thing. Different teaching styles could be adapted or fought against, and she preferred doing neither. The fact she'd known their beloved professor was still rather ironic though. Stopping as she arrived back at her desk, she turned back in time to see the Hufflepuff smile. At Bowie, but she knew her pets had their own ability to charm people. The crup for sure, as Anastasia tended to just send people into awe. It seemed Treyen hadn't noticed her yet, however, so that was neither here nor there, and Renée returned his smile as it was turned to herself. However tentatively it had been given, it was a start. Then it seemed he'd gotten himself to speak, and she leaned against her desk silently, letting him get it all out before interrupting. It seemed the better decision, especially since things were so unsure. But as he continued, a faint note of surprise crossed her features at what he was saying. Perhaps this wouldn't be as difficult as she'd expected, although she had a feeling something had triggered his revelations. As he paused, she decided to speak. "Honestly, yes. I can't deny I was surprised by your visit. But since you did feel the need to come and explain a little, I forgive you. It wasn't fair, but unfortunately, sometimes things happen. People need to move on, and disappointment when they actually do can be hard," she replied. "Thank you for the apology, and know that I completely understand. I told Ellie much the same months ago when she felt the need to, well, explain." Or tell her in no uncertain terms that the Ravenclaw didn't want her here and would do anything to get her to leave. She didn't feel Treyen needed to know all that, if his friend hadn't told him already. She smiled again as it seemed he'd zeroed in on her bookshelves, but nodded as he spoke again. "It was, but I assure you it was nothing new to me. We got through it fine, and I'm sure only some of it was because of the issues you had with myself," she responded, letting him continue to eye her books. "You're welcome to get a closer look. It's mostly divination books, but there's a few others as well." She was unable to not have her own work close by, out of habit. Not too many people made the connection, even now, but it was her little concession to vanity. Or, one of them. He listened as she spoke, and for a moment there he had the feeling that he was talking to one of the wisest persons he'd known. Though, he already knew the wisest of them all was his grandfather, and quite possibly, Kingsley. The boy nodded at the appropriate times to do so, and the rest he just remained listening. He started to feel even worse than when he was at the Corridor, because she was being so nice about all of it and they'd been so terrible to her. "I'm truly sorry," he said as he eyed his hands. Really, it was awful, very awful. Of course he was glad that she'd somehow accepted his apology, but he knew it had been wrong of him and an apology seemed like the smallest gesture to make it right. But at least it was something, right? And then he'd remembered she'd mentioned Ellie. Well, that was a surprise, because Ellie never mentioned she'd come to apologize, all she'd mentioned was that she wasn't going to keep attending her lessons, which broke his heart very much. "I didn't know Ellie apologized." No, it wasn't a question, it was more...a general wondering. Honestly, how come Ellie came before him?! Or didn't even bother to tell him to come along? He felt rather stupid that it had taken him too long to come here, and now it was revealed to him that the pretty redhead had come first. Great. His eyes narrowed just a bit as he frowned. "Thank you, Professor," for accepting the apology, but then...his discussion with Jake had something to do with her? "Oh, no," he hurried to say, "Not at all, you had nothing to do with that, it's just Jake--," er, he didn't follow that train of thought, the boy didn't feel like continuing to do so anyway, his eyes seemed to behave better than his words, and so they were staring at a couple books..."You are Renée Bishop, aren't you?" he asked, and...had she written some of them? If so...that was brilliant! Never mind the Phoenix standing close by, it wasn't nearly as amazing as those books.