SPOILER!!: Boyfriend
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Originally Posted by
hermionesclone
So... they were moving on. Awesome!
And they were holding hands too! Which made this even more awesome and... a little like a date, actually. Except, this wasn't his idea of a brilliant date but it was close enough. Sort of. Ells did like watching the stars, right? Yeah? And this was watching the stars but... there was classwork involved. It was like those times in primary school where the teacher said that the class could watch a movie but they had to fill in a worksheet too.
Feeling a nudge at his side, Alec turned to look at her, all thoughts about movies and dates being driven out of his mind. He grinned before looking up at the sky. Okay. Polaris... They were Hufflepuffs, they could FIND Polaris!
Huh? Ice cream? Did she just say ICE CREAM? "Does it remind you of a big spoon?" ... What? That was a good question to ask, right? Yeah? Alec GRINNED as he spotted Cassiopeia and went on to try and find the Big Dipper itself. Big Dipper... big spoon... perfect for ice cream. After all, who ate ice cream with a tiny spoon?
"You did? ... You're so fast at finding Polaris!" He was still trying to search for the-- ... OH HEY! Big Dipper! And right near it was the Little Dipper too which meant... "Polaris!" Now they had to use the sextant, yeah?
Also, when could they go and get ice cream?
A big spoon? Ella's smiled widened a little and she nodded.
"That's exactly it, actually." BEAM. And she wouldn't mind using a big spoon to shovel a large amount of ice cream into her mouth right now. Just saying. Ice creammmmm.
"Thanks! I'm just...used to it, I guess?" Finding Polaris, that is. And she was still smiling, did he see? That had lots to do with him because even without the ice cream, le sigh, this was still fun.
"You're pretty quick at finding it too, y'know." Cause he just had and BEAM! This meant time for the sextant.
The sixteen year old had to let go of the boyfriends hand now and she frowned a little at that but they
did have work to do, after all. She got a good hold on her sextant, fiddled with a bit, and observed what the angle was. Hmmm.
"So mine says...fifty-five. That means that the latitude would beeee..." 90-55 which was
"thirty-five." GRIN!
"What about yours?"
Oh and notes, yes?
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Latitude=90-Sextant Angle
90-55=35
Latitude=35