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SilverTiger · 01-25-2015, 12:07 PM

The whole map thing hadn’t occurred to Brooklyn, but then, they were supposed to be making one. She wasn’t entirely sure what map Professor Quigley had been talking about before he’d gone all cat and clawed his way up to Professor Flamsteed’s shoulder. Which, point of fact, her own perch should be happy she didn’t have claws. Even if a cat would’ve been smaller. She didn’t weigh that much, that he should’ve been having trouble staying balanced. She still refused to go anywhere. Not when there was still all the icky swamp water on the floor. She’d sent a glare the Hufflepuff prefect’s way as she heard a laugh, though. She’d known it wasn’t from Lux, or the Gryffindor she was perched on. And it definitely wasn’t from Professor Flamsteed…

Who was stomping around, yelling and splashing all over, at which she’d tried making the Gryffindor move so he was shielding her from the worst of the splashes. Blue eyes just watching the Astronomy professor, wide. It was just a cat. A professor!cat. Not a demon or anything. The overreaction was just, well, weird. Not very professor-y. Even the boy she’d been clinging to knew better, as he’d moved away from the spectacle the best he could. She wasn’t about to choke him, not unless she needed to. Or he felt like he was going to drop her. That was just stupid.

And another “Ew” came out as the professor pitched forward into the water. That was just…ew. She definitely wasn’t doing that, and she was grateful the Gryffindor didn’t seem apt to do so either.

And they couldn’t exactly map the corridor very well when it was all flooded. Didn’t he know that?

01-25-2015, 12:07 PM	#34 (permalink)
SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,214 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict The whole map thing hadn’t occurred to Brooklyn, but then, they were supposed to be making one. She wasn’t entirely sure what map Professor Quigley had been talking about before he’d gone all cat and clawed his way up to Professor Flamsteed’s shoulder. Which, point of fact, her own perch should be happy she didn’t have claws. Even if a cat would’ve been smaller. She didn’t weigh that much, that he should’ve been having trouble staying balanced. She still refused to go anywhere. Not when there was still all the icky swamp water on the floor. She’d sent a glare the Hufflepuff prefect’s way as she heard a laugh, though. She’d known it wasn’t from Lux, or the Gryffindor she was perched on. And it definitely wasn’t from Professor Flamsteed… Who was stomping around, yelling and splashing all over, at which she’d tried making the Gryffindor move so he was shielding her from the worst of the splashes. Blue eyes just watching the Astronomy professor, wide. It was just a cat. A professor!cat. Not a demon or anything. The overreaction was just, well, weird. Not very professor-y. Even the boy she’d been clinging to knew better, as he’d moved away from the spectacle the best he could. She wasn’t about to choke him, not unless she needed to. Or he felt like he was going to drop her. That was just stupid. And another “Ew” came out as the professor pitched forward into the water. That was just…ew. She definitely wasn’t doing that, and she was grateful the Gryffindor didn’t seem apt to do so either. And they couldn’t exactly map the corridor very well when it was all flooded. Didn’t he know that? __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥