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keepmeclose22 · 09-22-2015, 01:35 AM

SPOILER!!: Astronomy professor!

Austin had a mouth full of pancakes when Professor Flamsteed acknowledged him. It wasn't strange to be called out by a teacher, but after that last lesson, he was certain it couldn't be good. Actually, the fourth year had loved the last lesson. It was a strange class, yes but it was interesting, which made it fun. He had never had a class in the air before, and it really was something else. Almost peaceful. It reminded him that he needed to send an owl to his father, asking if he could do that to his room. It would be cool to go back to his little house above his father's shop, and find a bed close to the ceiling.

"Hello Professor Flamsteed!" He said after swallowing. The 14 year old eyed the box. "Are they pet rocks, professor?" He was kind of hoping it was full of them. It would be really cool to have one.

09-22-2015, 01:35 AM	#33 (permalink)
keepmeclose22 DMAC Billywig Join Date: Aug 2010 Posts: 3,795 Hogwarts RPG Name: Evangeline Whitlock Slytherin First Year	SPOILER!!: Astronomy professor! Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie With some extra spring to his step - despite it not being spring and deciding against his blue suede shoes - the Astronomy professor made his way down towards the Black Lake for second breakfast. An early riser, especially this morning with certain planets and astronomical objects in view, the man had had himself a little something to eat in the waking hours of the day and was on his fifth or sixth cup of coffee now. Needless to say, the man was just a smidgen giddy. Especially with the goodies he had in his possession - not including Pebbles on her pink leash being dragged behind him. "Miss Summers! Mr. Moore," the astronomer greeted as he wiggled the cardboard box in his possession. "Have I got an opportunity for you!" Austin had a mouth full of pancakes when Professor Flamsteed acknowledged him. It wasn't strange to be called out by a teacher, but after that last lesson, he was certain it couldn't be good. Actually, the fourth year had loved the last lesson. It was a strange class, yes but it was interesting, which made it fun. He had never had a class in the air before, and it really was something else. Almost peaceful. It reminded him that he needed to send an owl to his father, asking if he could do that to his room. It would be cool to go back to his little house above his father's shop, and find a bed close to the ceiling. "Hello Professor Flamsteed!" He said after swallowing. The 14 year old eyed the box. "Are they pet rocks, professor?" He was kind of hoping it was full of them. It would be really cool to have one.