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Felixir · 10-28-2015, 11:10 AM

Absorbed though he was in his sudden interest in note-taking, Daxton was still quite aware of what was going on around him. So, when Dakest started talking, around the time that Daxton had just finished writing a particularly long sentence about the group sitting not too far from him, he was tuned in and listening.

The mention of his own name took the Ravenclaw by surprise, and he became very still with his pen still touching the page before he even looked up. Him? Why him? What was Dakest up to? Very suspicious.

Daxton did not get up at first, but stared in the professor's general direction, trying to work out if this was some sort of trick. He was tempted to refuse to go up there at all, but curiosity - and, though he would never admit it, a desire to be included in the proceedings, to have something to do in this club - prompted him into action. Tucking his notebook and pen away into his pocket (with some difficulty, thanks to the whole uniform thing), Daxton pushed himself up to his feet and stepped up to the front of the room with the others. He kept his eyes on Dakest all the while, wary and ever so suspicious, watching as he collected mugs and trying to work out the man's plan. None of his ideas held very promising prospects.

And then, the activity was announced, and his mood darkened at once. 'Daxton, I'll be protecting you.' Unacceptable, totally unacceptable. Daxton did not need protecting, he was not a victim, and now he was being thrust into a situation where that was exactly the case. For someone so independent and self-reliant, the prospect was utterly reprehensible. He even opened his mouth to try and protest, knowing that his notebook would be difficult to quickly wrestle back out from his pocket but feeling every need to argue, but of course the words refused to come. Added to that, they had mugs on their heads? So he had to look like an idiot too?

The expression on Daxton's face could only be described as murderous as he looked from Dakest to the students who would be attacking them, fully prepared to remember all the faces of anyone who went for him. He had his wand too, and withdrew it from up his sleeve where it was kept. Maybe he could not cast any official spells, but Daxton had learnt how to send a nasty zap at anyone who ticked him off, without the need for an incantation. It was satisfying.

As soon as Dakest called for them to begin, Daxton stepped straight over - fully aware of the ridiculous addition of a half-emptied mug atop his head, and adjusting his balance accordingly, though this would have been much easier to do without wearing shoes, Professor - and stood directly behind the man, like a living shadow. Despite his indignation about being assigned the role as one of the 'protected', Daxton was fully prepared to do what it took to protect himself, and if that meant using Dakest as a human shield, then so be it. The man could let himself look like an idiot, and get a mug of some liquid or other get blasted off his head, but Daxton was keeping his own head out of the line of fire. He paid attention to what Dakest was doing, though, ready to step back out of his way if necessary, to move along with him and stay shielded, considering they were at the front of the room with everyone right there before them, and to do what he could to avoid any flying spells. Daxton may have been tall for his age, but Dakest was taller, and broader, and he was going to use that to his advantage while he could.

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Felixir Forum Manager Book Club Mod Alley Proprietor Banshee Join Date: Dec 2008 Location: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Posts: 50,171 Hogwarts RPG Name: Charlie Upstead Gryffindor Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurelio Kaiser Slytherin Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexei Petrov Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yves Flamel Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Achilles Zacharias Ravenclaw Third Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Ezekiel Ransom-Kruus Ollivanders x12 x12	Lovely™ \| Captain Hurted \| Ariana's Bane \| Resident Antagonist \| Unparalleled Delight Absorbed though he was in his sudden interest in note-taking, Daxton was still quite aware of what was going on around him. So, when Dakest started talking, around the time that Daxton had just finished writing a particularly long sentence about the group sitting not too far from him, he was tuned in and listening. The mention of his own name took the Ravenclaw by surprise, and he became very still with his pen still touching the page before he even looked up. Him? Why him? What was Dakest up to? Very suspicious. Daxton did not get up at first, but stared in the professor's general direction, trying to work out if this was some sort of trick. He was tempted to refuse to go up there at all, but curiosity - and, though he would never admit it, a desire to be included in the proceedings, to have something to do in this club - prompted him into action. Tucking his notebook and pen away into his pocket (with some difficulty, thanks to the whole uniform thing), Daxton pushed himself up to his feet and stepped up to the front of the room with the others. He kept his eyes on Dakest all the while, wary and ever so suspicious, watching as he collected mugs and trying to work out the man's plan. None of his ideas held very promising prospects. And then, the activity was announced, and his mood darkened at once. 'Daxton, I'll be protecting you.' Unacceptable, totally unacceptable. Daxton did not need protecting, he was not a victim, and now he was being thrust into a situation where that was exactly the case. For someone so independent and self-reliant, the prospect was utterly reprehensible. He even opened his mouth to try and protest, knowing that his notebook would be difficult to quickly wrestle back out from his pocket but feeling every need to argue, but of course the words refused to come. Added to that, they had mugs on their heads? So he had to look like an idiot too? The expression on Daxton's face could only be described as murderous as he looked from Dakest to the students who would be attacking them, fully prepared to remember all the faces of anyone who went for him. He had his wand too, and withdrew it from up his sleeve where it was kept. Maybe he could not cast any official spells, but Daxton had learnt how to send a nasty zap at anyone who ticked him off, without the need for an incantation. It was satisfying. As soon as Dakest called for them to begin, Daxton stepped straight over - fully aware of the ridiculous addition of a half-emptied mug atop his head, and adjusting his balance accordingly, though this would have been much easier to do without wearing shoes, Professor - and stood directly behind the man, like a living shadow. Despite his indignation about being assigned the role as one of the 'protected', Daxton was fully prepared to do what it took to protect himself, and if that meant using Dakest as a human shield, then so be it. The man could let himself look like an idiot, and get a mug of some liquid or other get blasted off his head, but Daxton was keeping his own head out of the line of fire. He paid attention to what Dakest was doing, though, ready to step back out of his way if necessary, to move along with him and stay shielded, considering they were at the front of the room with everyone right there before them, and to do what he could to avoid any flying spells. Daxton may have been tall for his age, but Dakest was taller, and broader, and he was going to use that to his advantage while he could. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Chocolate!