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sweetpinkpixie · 07-29-2013, 01:01 AM

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Originally Posted by fanficfanatict

Mmk, so where was this clown? He had trekked all the way here so he could annoy Glitter Trousers and so far he had gotten nothing. This was lame. He came here to cause same chaos. Stupid Astronomy Professor, yeah?

Oh look, the door was swinging open. Smirk. Sup, trousers of glitter?

The fourth year continued to drum, but this time on Flamstead's leg 'cause the door was open now. Move man, move. Oh and he wasn't going to answer his question. Smirk. Nope. Just keep on a drumming.

Frown. The Astronomy professor frowned and furrowed his brow at the Slytherin was now drumming on his leg. As if the man was not even there. Of course. No one noticed him. Who would want to notice the over six foot tall blonde professor anyway. Nothing to notice. No point.

And so the man just stood there. Frowning. Not even tapping his foot.

He was the door. He was worth as much as a door. Fabulous.

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Next stop: Professor Flamsteed. Jory was going to miss this man's classes a lot. They were always so fun because of the awesome activities. Anyway. Was anyone else in the office? He couldn't be sure, so he raised his hand and knocked.

Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Professor Flamsteed!"
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Professor Flamsteed!"
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Professor Flamsteed!"

Hearing a knock at the door, Airey got up from his desk and walked sluggishly towards the door. Slowly opening it with a perplexed look on his face - who would want to visit him? - his expression went from a frown to a neutral one. Was there an emergency or something? The boy had been shouting his name and knocking furiously.

Yet he did not understand why someone would come to him for help anyway. "Mr. Stonewall?"

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sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,984 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	moves both of these to post syrup TLs for my brain :3 astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Quote: Originally Posted by fanficfanatict Mmk, so where was this clown? He had trekked all the way here so he could annoy Glitter Trousers and so far he had gotten nothing. This was lame. He came here to cause same chaos. Stupid Astronomy Professor, yeah? Oh look, the door was swinging open. Smirk. Sup, trousers of glitter? The fourth year continued to drum, but this time on Flamstead's leg 'cause the door was open now. Move man, move. Oh and he wasn't going to answer his question. Smirk. Nope. Just keep on a drumming. Frown. The Astronomy professor frowned and furrowed his brow at the Slytherin was now drumming on his leg. As if the man was not even there. Of course. No one noticed him. Who would want to notice the over six foot tall blonde professor anyway. Nothing to notice. No point. And so the man just stood there. Frowning. Not even tapping his foot. He was the door. He was worth as much as a door. Fabulous. Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Next stop: Professor Flamsteed. Jory was going to miss this man's classes a lot. They were always so fun because of the awesome activities. Anyway. Was anyone else in the office? He couldn't be sure, so he raised his hand and knocked. Knock! Knock! Knock! "Professor Flamsteed!" Knock! Knock! Knock! "Professor Flamsteed!" Knock! Knock! Knock! "Professor Flamsteed!" Hearing a knock at the door, Airey got up from his desk and walked sluggishly towards the door. Slowly opening it with a perplexed look on his face - who would want to visit him? - his expression went from a frown to a neutral one. Was there an emergency or something? The boy had been shouting his name and knocking furiously. Yet he did not understand why someone would come to him for help anyway. "Mr. Stonewall?" __________________ When you're stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes