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Davvy_Wavvy · 09-20-2015, 04:02 PM

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Blaise Bellaire was not the untidy sort of child. Growing up with parents like his own, clutter was never something he was allowed to practice having so the fact there were books thrown down all over his section of the dorm should have said enough. Something was bugging the kid, more specifically spell work.

There must have been ONE book they'd forced him to buy that would tell him how to make his wand actually LISTEN to what he was saying. The boy had been attending classes like he should have but he didn't know how much longer that was going to continue because these classes required magic--which he should have owned at but apparently didn't? It was a big leap from Wizarding Prep where he was getting all the theory right--back then he was a smart kid but now his wand was making him look all kinds of incompetent and if HE didn't stop going to classes, the Professors were going to start kicking him out anyway.

It was quite the fix and his latest book proved to be just as useless so that too was tossed. Maybe something in his cousin's trunk?

Long day. Ben swung the door open to their dorm and dumped his stuff open on his four poster. Classes were a drag so he had to be busting his butt to catch up on his own. His grandmother had made him promise to send her copies of all his graded work so he of course couldn't slip up.

However, he had to get good pictures too. He'd send those to his dad. In his opinion he was getting much much better.

"Hey Blaise!" He called to his cousin as he drew his text towards him. It was home work time.

Sigh.

09-20-2015, 04:02 PM	#9 (permalink)
Davvy_Wavvy DMLE & MO Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: Jamaica Posts: 13,701 Hogwarts RPG Name: Belle Bellaire-Moore Fifth Year x1 x3	Frangelina \|\| twitter addict \|\| Music of the Sun \|\| The Fresh Princess of Bellaire Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Blaise Bellaire was not the untidy sort of child. Growing up with parents like his own, clutter was never something he was allowed to practice having so the fact there were books thrown down all over his section of the dorm should have said enough. Something was bugging the kid, more specifically spell work. There must have been ONE book they'd forced him to buy that would tell him how to make his wand actually LISTEN to what he was saying. The boy had been attending classes like he should have but he didn't know how much longer that was going to continue because these classes required magic--which he should have owned at but apparently didn't? It was a big leap from Wizarding Prep where he was getting all the theory right--back then he was a smart kid but now his wand was making him look all kinds of incompetent and if HE didn't stop going to classes, the Professors were going to start kicking him out anyway. It was quite the fix and his latest book proved to be just as useless so that too was tossed. Maybe something in his cousin's trunk? Long day. Ben swung the door open to their dorm and dumped his stuff open on his four poster. Classes were a drag so he had to be busting his butt to catch up on his own. His grandmother had made him promise to send her copies of all his graded work so he of course couldn't slip up. However, he had to get good pictures too. He'd send those to his dad. In his opinion he was getting much much better. "Hey Blaise!" He called to his cousin as he drew his text towards him. It was home work time. Sigh. __________________ ...Throw me to the wolves and I'll return leading the pack...