02-22-2015, 11:09 AM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6
| ¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Quote:
Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi …….Prove it?
Kevin blinked at the door after he heard the Professor’s words coming from inside of the office. Was he for real? What kind of game was he playing? He just wanted some advice regarding potions! And did he REALLY want him to prove that he was…himself? WHAT? “HOW am I even supposed to prove that I’m me?!” he yelled back and banged on the door. “Just open this stupid door and you can see for yourself!” come on man! Open up! “or are you scaaaared?” he laughed out loud.
Might as well add some mysterious fear in to it now that he was on a roll , heh. Y'know, this WAS Kevin, no doubt, if Cosgrach knew the boy. Yep, that comment about being 'scared' was only something a real Kevin would say. "Ten points off Gryffindor for attacking my door!" he yelled as soon as he opened the door, "and you're lucky you didn't break it, or else, you'd be spelling 'detention' now." This wouldn't teach him anything, the man knew, but he'd at least hopefully feel a little bad. "You okay?" He heard that fall, he did. Quote:
Originally Posted by Felixir It had been forever since Toby got the letter from Culloden after the whole Un-Felix Un-Felicis thing. In fact, he'd got the MESOP recommendation in his fifth year, and now he was in his sixth. But he'd still not redeemed the brewing opportunity with Culloden; last year the OWL pressure was too much to consider doing anything else, and this year had been full of other distractions which were fun fun fun (except for the fact that they had not been fun at all in the slightest).
BUT HE WAS HERE NOW. With the almost-year-old letter folded away in his pocket, ready to be presented in case the Potions Master had forgotten, Toby approached the door and knocked on it, before going ahead and flopping into one of those comfy armchairs. He figured he was more likely to see the professor approaching from the corridor rather than inside the office, so he tried to get comfortable, though fidgeting was absolutely a thing that was happening. Hopefully this was still an opportunity he was allowed to take. Cosgrach was surprisingly in his office trying to figure out how much ingredient he had left in the store, so when someone knocked on his door, he was startled. Who - oh, just the door. Yeah. Okay. He stretched, closed his notebook, took off his glasses and waved his want at the door to open it. "Come in." And save him from this boring work, please. |
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