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Stefan · 06-28-2014, 02:10 AM

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Originally Posted by StarShine

Oh, so he still had responsible people around him. That was nice. Cosgrach could stop worrying about that part then, and focus on this... A-person.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Ethan," he said, "and... I don't even know what to say. I don't want to give you any false hopes, see? Which you don't have, anyway. I suppose... the best thing you can do is to leave Aldred alone and..." He sighed. If Ethan seeked advice, Cosgrach's advice would be that. If he seeked some hope, Cosgrach wouldn't give him any, because it was hopeless until Aldred realised his mistake. And Cosgrach suffered from false expectations in the past. He wouldn't do that to Ethan.

"I can be your father if you got no one," he joked for him to feel better.

Ethan kept on staring at the floor as he listened to his professor. The third year had nothing to say yet, and just…nodded. Cosgrach shouldn’t be sorry, really. This was his family’s fault. He’s right about one thing though, and that is he doesn’t have hope…at all. The Slytherin had to bite his lip as he felt his insides do a drop. So…all he got to do was wait? That was it right? “But what if I leave him alone…and he never comes back?” Definitely, it’ll make his situation worse, but maybe…not having any expectation at all from his own father would be the best.

Ethan sighed and rubbed his eyes with his hands. He hasn’t had any proper sleep as of late…and thank Merlin, Simon hasn’t noticed this yet. He’d usually be his happy self during the day…and be miserable when everyone’s in bed. Most nights, he’s tempted to sneak out of their dungeon and just walk around the castle until he falls asleep. His house should thank the weather, because it was spared from one Ethan Mordaunt breaking the curfew rule.

...

The fourteen year old stopped rubbing his eyes, and looked at his companion. Did…did he just? Ethan, dumbfounded, didn’t know what to say. His mind raced, and it was suddenly filled with so many questions. Cosgrach Culloden can’t be serious. No. He’s not. He’s only joking. “Yes. He’s just fooling around.” Because who would want to adopt him? This man? Nope. Ethan realized that his mouth was ajar, and quickly snapped it shut. The third year would have smiled, if he was in a good mood, but Cosgrach’s statement just made him sadder. Silly, Culloden. No one wants this boy. If Ethan was given the chance to speak his mind, he was sure that he will pick Mordred over him anytime. His cousin was the perfect Slytherin.

Ethan shook his head and continued to stare at the floor. “You have so many things to worry about, sir. I’m sure you have a lot of ‘adopted’ kids here already, and I don’t want to be another problem.” Wasn’t that the same thing he said to Mordred’s dad? Yeah, he did. But the man was persistent, so he got his way in the end. This got the boy thinking though. “Do you have…a son or a daughter, professor? I hope you don’t mind me asking.” He said as he finally looked at him. He was intrigued really. And was already jealous of his children if he had any.

Why can’t his father be as cool as this guy?

06-28-2014, 02:10 AM	#11 (permalink)
Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy Quote: Originally Posted by StarShine Oh, so he still had responsible people around him. That was nice. Cosgrach could stop worrying about that part then, and focus on this... A-person. "I'm sorry to hear that, Ethan," he said, "and... I don't even know what to say. I don't want to give you any false hopes, see? Which you don't have, anyway. I suppose... the best thing you can do is to leave Aldred alone and..." He sighed. If Ethan seeked advice, Cosgrach's advice would be that. If he seeked some hope, Cosgrach wouldn't give him any, because it was hopeless until Aldred realised his mistake. And Cosgrach suffered from false expectations in the past. He wouldn't do that to Ethan. "I can be your father if you got no one," he joked for him to feel better. Ethan kept on staring at the floor as he listened to his professor. The third year had nothing to say yet, and just…nodded. Cosgrach shouldn’t be sorry, really. This was his family’s fault. He’s right about one thing though, and that is he doesn’t have hope…at all. The Slytherin had to bite his lip as he felt his insides do a drop. So…all he got to do was wait? That was it right? “But what if I leave him alone…and he never comes back?” Definitely, it’ll make his situation worse, but maybe…not having any expectation at all from his own father would be the best. Ethan sighed and rubbed his eyes with his hands. He hasn’t had any proper sleep as of late…and thank Merlin, Simon hasn’t noticed this yet. He’d usually be his happy self during the day…and be miserable when everyone’s in bed. Most nights, he’s tempted to sneak out of their dungeon and just walk around the castle until he falls asleep. His house should thank the weather, because it was spared from one Ethan Mordaunt breaking the curfew rule. ... The fourteen year old stopped rubbing his eyes, and looked at his companion. Did…did he just? Ethan, dumbfounded, didn’t know what to say. His mind raced, and it was suddenly filled with so many questions. Cosgrach Culloden can’t be serious. No. He’s not. He’s only joking. *“Yes. He’s just fooling around.”* Because who would want to adopt him? This man? Nope. Ethan realized that his mouth was ajar, and quickly snapped it shut. The third year would have smiled, if he was in a good mood, but Cosgrach’s statement just made him sadder. Silly, Culloden. No one wants this boy. If Ethan was given the chance to speak his mind, he was sure that he will pick Mordred over him anytime. His cousin was the perfect Slytherin. Ethan shook his head and continued to stare at the floor. “You have so many things to worry about, sir. I’m sure you have a lot of ‘adopted’ kids here already, and I don’t want to be another problem.” Wasn’t that the same thing he said to Mordred’s dad? Yeah, he did. But the man was persistent, so he got his way in the end. This got the boy thinking though. “Do you have…a son or a daughter, professor? I hope you don’t mind me asking.” He said as he finally looked at him. He was intrigued really. And was already jealous of his children if he had any. Why can’t his father be as cool as this guy? __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.