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Samia · 07-22-2014, 01:26 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Chuckling as he shut the door, the professor made his way towards his teapot and gave it a tap with his wand to fill it up and begin heating it. "Cool?" he chuckled with a quick glance over his shoulder. "I've been called many things over the years, but that is one of the more uncommon descriptions. But appreciated nonetheless."

Popping a teabag of the special Flamsteed Flu Brew into the pot, he made his way towards the sofa and threw Hershel a quick nod before grabbing a blanket off the sofa. "Here, Mr. Wallace. Wrap yourself up in this to keep warm." Blasted Heating Charms.

Hufflepuff say what now? Therapized?

He simply stood there for a few long moments blinking at the young man, only coming to when the soft whistle of the heated teapot brought him back from his confusion.

He probably shouldn't ask. No, he KNEW he shouldn't ask. But there he was opening his mouth and producing sounds that come out sounding like, "You are in need of therapy?" Didn't the boy just have a cold? A cold that was going to be rectified by the tea once it had finished brewing.

Noel did not hesitate and took the blanket from the professor. Because 1) he was really really cold and 2) professor space <3.

When professor space proceeded to state the obvious, Noel just SIGHED and collapsed down on the comfy sofa. "Yes, professor. I am afraid I do. Hogwarts is out to GET me. I just ..." he sneezed, excused himself and then spoke again: "First the sorting hat sorted me into Hufflepuff, and then people keep telling me Hufflepuffs die. Particularly Ravenclaws." All the FEEELING he had. Oh God. "And then this ... killer flu. Is this a sign, professor? Am Ii really going to die a hufflepuff death WAY WAY before my time?"

Therapy? Yes.

07-22-2014, 01:26 PM	#106 (permalink)
Samia Erkling Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: sappyville♥ Posts: 20,987 Hogwarts RPG Name: Freddy Zimmer Gryffindor Seventh Year x5	sappysapper MAJNOO, YO! Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Chuckling as he shut the door, the professor made his way towards his teapot and gave it a tap with his wand to fill it up and begin heating it. "Cool?" he chuckled with a quick glance over his shoulder. "I've been called many things over the years, but that is one of the more uncommon descriptions. But appreciated nonetheless." Popping a teabag of the special Flamsteed Flu Brew into the pot, he made his way towards the sofa and threw Hershel a quick nod before grabbing a blanket off the sofa. "Here, Mr. Wallace. Wrap yourself up in this to keep warm." Blasted Heating Charms. Hufflepuff say what now? Therapized? He simply stood there for a few long moments blinking at the young man, only coming to when the soft whistle of the heated teapot brought him back from his confusion. He probably shouldn't ask. No, he KNEW he shouldn't ask. But there he was opening his mouth and producing sounds that come out sounding like, "You are in need of therapy?" Didn't the boy just have a cold? A cold that was going to be rectified by the tea once it had finished brewing. Noel did not hesitate and took the blanket from the professor. Because 1) he was really really cold and 2) professor space <3. When professor space proceeded to state the obvious, Noel just SIGHED and collapsed down on the comfy sofa. "Yes, professor. I am afraid I do. Hogwarts is out to GET me. I just ..." he sneezed, excused himself and then spoke again: "First the sorting hat sorted me into Hufflepuff, and then people keep telling me Hufflepuffs die. Particularly Ravenclaws." All the FEEELING he had. Oh God. "And then this ... killer flu. Is this a sign, professor? Am Ii really going to die a hufflepuff death WAY WAY before my time?" Therapy? Yes. __________________ ......................let's be reckless, unaffected, running out until we're breathless ...............let's be hopeful, don't get broken, and stay caught up in the moment ♥