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SlytherinSistah · 04-09-2014, 08:15 PM

SPOILER!!: Prefect Somerlad

"Twin brother? No, no, you're thinking of Sophie Newell." Cause she was the only one at Hogwarts right now with a twin brother than he was aware. Maybe there were others, but then their twin didn't go to Hogwarts.

The Healer called Wombley had shown up again and he was bearing buckets 'o cure. Cutty watched and listened to him give his instructions. One full goblet. Mix it with pumpkin juice. Cutty ladled the liquid into a goblet and floated a little pumpkin juice on top of it (seeing everyone else's reaction.) before mixing it with his finger, which was threatening to change. Quickly down the hatch, Cutty poured the liquid and UGH! It tasted like a mixture of sweat and over-brewed tea. Oh! And pumpkin juice also. So like Sweaty, pumpkin juice tannins, basically.

SPOILER!!: Bev

Cutty looked into the reflective surface of his silver water goblet, admiring the changes in them both as he gave it some thought. How did this even happen? Was it him? Airey Flamsteed? Or perhaps the romantic ambiance of his professional, yet makeshift laboratory? The thirteen year old gave a nonchalant shrug and was all, "It was incredibly easy.".

Cutty watched with amusement as darling dear Sophie Newell confused herself. And also went back to her younger self. He kinda liked her better as an old lady. She looked less like someone had animated a doll.

SPOILER!!: Awww yisssssss! XD

Quote:

Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Seriously? SERIOUSLY? Cece, he wasn't some 11-year-old. He knew how to remove Sticking Charms. He was actually GOOD at Charms and even had a degree in Experimental Charms. But he was also VERY concerned for his suit, and that was the sole reason he decided to actually listen to the Healer and not attempt to remove the charm. JUST in case she had somehow laced some other enchantment in with her Sticking Charm. Couldn't be too careful. His suits were his babies.

Instead he folded his arms and huffed as he tried to slouch in his seat. Only he couldn't. Why? BECAUSE HIS BUM WAS STUCK TO THE BENCH.

Grumbling to himself and muttering under his breath, the astronomer was seriously starting to consider wiggling out of his trousers to break free of his enchanted imprisonment. Especially when he saw the REAL Mr. Mordaunt just a little ways down the table. The thought of everyone seeing his Star Trek boxers - the ones with little Vulcan salutes all over - was enough to keep him seated, however.

Until the bucket of cure appeared that is. NOW he really had incentive to wiggle free.

Buckets be hauled around was a little...primitive, however. For something as delicate and vital as a cure to be carried around in such a manner that anything - dust, thrown food, student drool, fingers, just to name a few - could contaminate it was very unsettling and made him seriously consider the methods used by St Mungo's.

No wonder Old Man River's medicine had gotten all...ridiculous. LOOK AT THEIR METHODOLOGY!

Still, he wanted his thirty-something body back...so he would try and look past the whole...contamination issue and take it. Straight. After having polyjuice potion he couldn't imagine anything else tasting so horrible.

Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaching for the ladle just as the Headmistress was giving her speech, he ladled some of it into his goblet and raised it to those around him while being totally unawares that his face was already starting to look as though it was melting due to the polyjuice potion wearing off. "Bottoms up!"

And then he took a sip, drinking the entire contents of his goblet in one go. He was wrong. There were things that COULD taste just as bad as polyjuice potion, not worse though. He was pretty sure that this did not taste worst. The astronomer's face continued to look as though it were melting, but not in a bad muggle horror movie sort of way. While his features melted and contorted, his figure began to shoot up like a rocket which in turned made him feel an awful case of vertigo. Looking green in the face, he felt as though he were about to throw up the very cure he had just ingested.

Black hair fading to blonde, the Astronomy professor's true form finally made its appearance as the polyjuice potion wore off and the cure took its effect. Blue eyes shifting back to the staff table where Cece had gone. WHO LOOKED THE FOOL NOW, HUH?! He HAD been telling the truth! SEE?

SEE?!

Actually, no, he looked the fool. He was the one with the Sticking Charm to his bum. At least his suit fit properly now.

"Oh, hello again, Professor Flamsteed." He said greeting the older Gryffindor with a crooked smile. "Back to your normal and charming self, I see. How nice of you to join us at the Slytherin table." He took a drink from the water goblet and burped with a SCRUD! sound. "So, how did you enjoy being me?"

04-09-2014, 08:15 PM	#72 (permalink)
SlytherinSistah DoM Ramora Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Merlin Foresaken PST Posts: 5,432 x9 x3	C.R.E.A.M \| Haitian Sensation \| Shark Patronus \| Your Huckleberry \| T's ClayBaby SPOILER!!: Prefect Somerlad Quote: Originally Posted by the fastest seeker She liked hearing her Spy!name. It made her remember all the old good days. Not that those days were bad but no one could deny that life was more fun and enjoyable back then. Now there's responsibility, studying and all that. So the name cheered her up. Whatever she might have guessed she knew she'd never have guessed what he said. She might have been surprised a bit which resulted in her blinking at him all confused the recovering. "Really? that sounds like fun." Really Germany! How cool was that. "You and Dora as in... ?" She dropped the tone of her voice because it felt like the right thing to do. Yeah, she might have been a bit curious, actually she was being her usual nosy self. She wanted to know all the things she didn't know about. "Well, whatever I'm going to say now is going to sound lame," she joked. Because nothing beats traveling. "I don't have many plans but I am going to retake my apparition test. " Since she so awesomely failed it the first time. How lame. Then Terry joined and got a smile from Cassia. Funny joke, the one he told. Oh, and Derry was here. But she was talking to Addi. Mmkay. Seemed important. " It wasn't bad," She shrugged thinking that she had spent better years. And probably worse ones so she wasn't going to complain about this one. "How was yours?" she was expecting to hear a very thoughtful answer. "Also, do you have a twin brother?" She asked her eyes flickering to the staff table. "Twin brother? No, no, you're thinking of Sophie Newell." Cause she was the only one at Hogwarts right now with a twin brother than he was aware. Maybe there were others, but then their twin didn't go to Hogwarts. The Healer called Wombley had shown up again and he was bearing buckets 'o cure. Cutty watched and listened to him give his instructions. One full goblet. Mix it with pumpkin juice. Cutty ladled the liquid into a goblet and floated a little pumpkin juice on top of it (seeing everyone else's reaction.) before mixing it with his finger, which was threatening to change. Quickly down the hatch, Cutty poured the liquid and UGH! It tasted like a mixture of sweat and over-brewed tea. Oh! And pumpkin juice also. So like Sweaty, pumpkin juice tannins, basically. SPOILER!!: Bev Quote: Originally Posted by Deezerz So he saw this too? It wasn't her going loony. Good. So...waiiit! THAT was the professor? Beverly was just about to ask if he had a twin brother he hadn't told her about. One that stupidly liked sitting at the staff table. "THAT's Airey Flamsteed?" An incredulous look was shot at the boy. "How--" Glancing back at the staff table, then back at Cutty, she couldn't help smirk. Cutty's confirmation of that being the professor meant several things, one clicked faster than other theories. "How did you do it?" she whispered. Did he spike the professor's drink? She wanted DETAILS. Cutty looked into the reflective surface of his silver water goblet, admiring the changes in them both as he gave it some thought. How did this even happen? Was it him? Airey Flamsteed? Or perhaps the romantic ambiance of his professional, yet makeshift laboratory? The thirteen year old gave a nonchalant shrug and was all, "It was incredibly easy.". Cutty watched with amusement as darling dear Sophie Newell confused herself. And also went back to her younger self. He kinda liked her better as an old lady. She looked less like someone had animated a doll. SPOILER!!: Awww yisssssss! XD Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Seriously? SERIOUSLY? Cece, he wasn't some 11-year-old. He knew how to remove Sticking Charms. He was actually GOOD at Charms and even had a degree in Experimental Charms. But he was also VERY concerned for his suit, and that was the sole reason he decided to actually listen to the Healer and not attempt to remove the charm. JUST in case she had somehow laced some other enchantment in with her Sticking Charm. Couldn't be too careful. His suits were his babies. Instead he folded his arms and huffed as he tried to slouch in his seat. Only he couldn't. Why? BECAUSE HIS BUM WAS STUCK TO THE BENCH. Grumbling to himself and muttering under his breath, the astronomer was seriously starting to consider wiggling out of his trousers to break free of his enchanted imprisonment. Especially when he saw the REAL Mr. Mordaunt just a little ways down the table. The thought of everyone seeing his Star Trek boxers - the ones with little Vulcan salutes all over - was enough to keep him seated, however. Until the bucket of cure appeared that is. NOW he really had incentive to wiggle free. Buckets be hauled around was a little...primitive, however. For something as delicate and vital as a cure to be carried around in such a manner that anything - dust, thrown food, student drool, fingers, just to name a few - could contaminate it was very unsettling and made him seriously consider the methods used by St Mungo's. No wonder Old Man River's medicine had gotten all...ridiculous. LOOK AT THEIR METHODOLOGY! Still, he wanted his thirty-something body back...so he would try and look past the whole...contamination issue and take it. Straight. After having polyjuice potion he couldn't imagine anything else tasting so horrible. Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaching for the ladle just as the Headmistress was giving her speech, he ladled some of it into his goblet and raised it to those around him while being totally unawares that his face was already starting to look as though it was melting due to the polyjuice potion wearing off. "Bottoms up!" And then he took a sip, drinking the entire contents of his goblet in one go. He was wrong. There were things that COULD taste just as bad as polyjuice potion, not worse though. He was pretty sure that this did not taste worst. The astronomer's face continued to look as though it were melting, but not in a bad muggle horror movie sort of way. While his features melted and contorted, his figure began to shoot up like a rocket which in turned made him feel an awful case of vertigo. Looking green in the face, he felt as though he were about to throw up the very cure he had just ingested. Black hair fading to blonde, the Astronomy professor's true form finally made its appearance as the polyjuice potion wore off and the cure took its effect. Blue eyes shifting back to the staff table where Cece had gone. WHO LOOKED THE FOOL NOW, HUH?! He HAD been telling the truth! SEE? SEE?! Actually, no, he looked the fool. He was the one with the Sticking Charm to his bum. At least his suit fit properly now. "Oh, hello again, Professor Flamsteed." He said greeting the older Gryffindor with a crooked smile. "Back to your normal and charming self, I see. How nice of you to join us at the Slytherin table." He took a drink from the water goblet and burped with a SCRUD! sound. "So, how did you enjoy being me?" __________________ Last edited by SlytherinSistah; 04-09-2014 at 10:06 PM.