| Billywig
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Adrienne Rebecca Colbert
Seventh Year |  Oh dear, you've angered Adrienne D: The Last of Her Kind
Text Cut: finishing potion Quote:
Originally Posted by StarShine  "Add two drops of Invigoration Draught," he said in a smooth voice. Only his flushed face betrayed his anger. Otherwise, he looked calm. "Start counting to seven as soon as the second drop is added and do not waste another moment when the count is up to add the pomegranate juice. One second late for adding that, you'll have start over." He looked at her GRAVELY. Did she understand? Her robes said she was a Ravenclaw, but Cosgrach currently doubted that. "If you've done it correctly, the potion will turn lime green anyway when the pomegranate is added. If not, it will turn red. Then, it is useless."
Let's see if she could save that one.
"The draught should be," he said, taking a deep breath. He looked tired. "In a vial, labelled so, in the supplies room from that door," he pointed to the door opening to his supplies room. He wasn't getting it for her, if that had been her expectation. ...well. He was definitely scarier than he'd been last lesson. Adrienne just nodded silently and scurried across the room to the supplies room. It took her a few moments to find the vial she was looking for, given how chock full of stuff the supplies room was, but after a few moments she got back with the invigoration draught. Pomegranate juice at the ready, she gently dripped a single drop of the draught into her cauldron, and then a second one. Seven counts later, she dumped the juice into her cauldron, and... yes! It turned a sparkling lime green. Thank Merlin, because Adrienne really couldn't afford to do poorly in this class right now. She got on with finishing the potion, allowing it to precipitate and then pouring out the excess liquid. What was left was pink, and that was good, yeah? Quote:
Originally Posted by Mordred And then…discussion time. Well, not really yet but Andrew had to butt in. He did agree with the Gryffindor bearded boy, and smirked at the Ravenclaw’s response. He turned to face the girl and examined her Example A. “That’s actually the thing right there.” He said as he waved his own hand at her face. “You guys know that you have it, but why go overboard?” Yeah, he knows about peer pressure and what not. “I don’t think society is asking for girls to look like clowns.” Why? Because he will never date a girl who looks like one. And the waiting. The excessive WAITING guys have to bear every time. Gaaah. Adrienne rolled her eyes at this one. What a dumb answer. “Adrienne Rebecca Colbert,” she said quickly, raising her hand, and then went on with her response. “First of all, a lot of girls don’t actually know that. The world is constantly telling us that we’re not good enough. Have you ever seen a muggle commercial for makeup?” Not that she made a habit of watching muggle television, but some of her friends back home in France enjoyed it, so she sometimes tagged along. “They’re all like, ‘here, look at a bunch of models who are literally flawless and you’ll never ever look like them, but if you buy our product maybe you’ll be slightly less pathetic’.” She dropped the weird high voice she was using to mock the announcers and went on. “Also, people all expect girls to look good all the time. Like, to the point where we get insulted if we don’t look perfect, but now it’s not okay for us to actually put effort towards making ourselves look that way?”
It was really hard for Adrienne to keep from getting properly mad at these idiots. Honestly, guys were so entitled. They always thought that girls wanted their approval, or even cared at all what they thought. And sure, she personally thought makeup was stupid, and sure, maybe she looked down on people who caved to the pressure as sort of weak, because hey, look at her, but still. At least she understood the decision. And at least she wasn’t calling anyone a clown. Merlin.
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