01-31-2015, 06:11 PM
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| Grindylow
Join Date: Dec 2011 Location: Boston
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Everleigh Evans
Ravenclaw Fifth Year
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Luca Benetti
Hufflepuff Graduated
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SPOILER!!: Zander Quote:
Originally Posted by ArianaBlack  The Gryffindor was totally beaming back at his Muggle Studies Professor, like we're talking full force too. 'Of course' she remembered. Well, that was a good sign, was it not? Though he reckoned that the Herbology guy last term never forgot his name either, but that was for all the wrong reasons. But uh, he hadn't dropped any vases in this office yet, so there was still hope? He was determined, you see, DETERMINED to get one Professor to love him. It would come in handy later, he was sure. She'd go around and brag about him to all the other Professors, and then even Professor Bellaire would want to give him good marks as a result. Full proof. This plan was all kinds of full proof. He just had to be the best Zander Adair he could ever be and bingo. OWLs? Problem solved.
"I know, but I wanted to, Professor!" HEHE. It was working right? She liked him? "And I'll keep that noted." He sent her another smile as he followed her right into the office, still holding the cupcake in his hand. As he made his way in-- Oh, Merlin. She kept A LOT of stuff in here. There was stuff EVERYWHERE. He took a second to look around the room entirely, before nearing her desk- where he'd set down the cupcake 'n stuff. "Your office looks great, Professor." Uh. A bit overwhelming actually. He wasn't quite sure if he was much of a fan, but erm, for the sake of the good side, he'd pretend.
Ah, the many sacrifices this Fifth Year made. See how dedicated he was? SUPER dedicated. He looked around for a second longer before his eyes fell on one large frame in particular. "Oh, who's that.. If er, if you don't mind me asking?" Probably her husband or something, that much he could tell. Though, it was always polite to ask. Not to mention, people LOVED talking about themselves well, people who weren't Zander Adair because no. And if he took a point to play interested, then she'd probably like him even more. Snort! Meredith was used to mixed reactions in relation to her little collecting problem. And by problem she meant hobby. And by hobby...she meant passion. Sure it made things a bit cluttered at times but really, she wouldn't part with any of the items she'd found over the years. They'd made her fall in love with muggles and their whacky, genius brains. "I'm glad you like it." The brunette smiled at the boy and settled behind her desk, reaching for the cupcake.
She did love talking about herself, this much was true. Wanna know WHY? Because she was awesome! Awesome enough to score a dream guy, that was for sure. "That looker is Callum Moxley, my husband." Meredith looked fondly at the picture and then back at the boy across from her. "I'll tell you something, Mr. Adair, life just isn't as fun without someone you love by yourside." Look at her, offering up nuggest of knowledge for free.
Well, maybe not free...the cupcake had clearly won her over.
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