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Old 01-21-2016, 05:58 PM   #173 (permalink)
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Tell Them I'm Trapped in an Oil Painting

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Hoping to change all of that, Janelle geared up for question number two. "Ms. Timms, what are some of your other interests............besides Quidditch, that is?" She would imagine that Quidditch wasn't the only thing that the seeker was interested in.
Artemesia was starting to become distracted again – how nice of the artist to have placed her by a window. She liked looking at the birds, and there just happened to be one perched on the windowsill. A question directed to her snapped her out of her daydream. “Hmm? Oh! Hello again!” Artemesia smiled brightly at the lovely girl. “Did you want an autograph?” Unfortunately she would not have been able to provide one being made of paint. “Well Quidditch is just my favorite.. though.. I guess it’s beena while since I’ve played..” Had it? Artemesia couldn’t remember, her mind was getting muddled again. “I also like to watch what’s going on.. Do you know my artist? He put me in a new home.” She smiled brightly at this piece of knowledge. She’d love to get to know some of the other portraits there, but she had been a little shy so far.



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Hoping that Haddie would stay, she smiled at Kitty and the other boy (Tenacius) who had joined them. The Eagle giggled. They all seemed to be rather taken with Augustus's hair. But it was bittersweet that the portrait's human counterpart died of old age. "What did he do for a living? You human counterpart, I mean.''
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Then asking her second question to Flume, Kitty crossed her arms and asked, "Were you ever interested in fashion? Your hair is so cool that I wonder if you did. I think it's great when guys are into make up and fashion."
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Considering her options, the seventh year went over to join the Augustus Flume group in time to hear the man telling her third year housemate about how he never spent much time on the fourth floor. "Hello, Mister Flume," Tia greeted in polite fashion. "How come you never spent much time on the fourth floor? Did you not like the library?" Mister Augustus must not have been a Ravenclaw.
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But oh, Augustus has responded to his question "Potions?" Was it really that simple? "Do you mean its something to drink or something to put on my hair like shampoo?"
What did he do? “Why he was a great potioneer!” Augustus beamed brightly. Such satisfying work it was, brewing potions. And he was proud for others to know about his work. Fashion? He looked at one of the girls and shook his head. “No, can’t say I was ever too fussed about my appearance. More important things at hand…” He smiled politely at the next young lady to arrive. “Hello there! Oh the library is all well and good, but I prefer more practical applications than theoretical ones. I like to get my hands dirty.” He wiggled his fingers at her. He glanced again at the curly-haired boy. "Oh you apply it topically, but I am sure there are ones you can drink too." There were potions for everything, and if there weren't, someone could invent them. "Don't you currently use any?"


SPOILER!!: Violetta questions
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"Could you tell me more about some of your talents? Or maybe about a few of the things you learned while in school there?," Hady asked Violetta quietly. Even if the portrait was snippy she seemed to enjoy talking about herself. Hopefully these questions would get her talking more.
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Approaching the Bullstrode portrait, Zeke got the party rolling with what he figured whas the most basic of questions. "Ms Bullstrode? May I ask about your early life? When and where were you born?"
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“Hello Ms Violetta Bulstrode,” Mel started. “First off – might I ask what you would like to be called? And secondly,” she added trying to build off of Zeke’s questions, “with your early life did you have a large family?”
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"When did you go to WADA, miss? My father attended school there, back in the day!" WHAT IF THIS PORTRAIT KNEW HIS DAD? Whoaaaaaaaaa.[/color]
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The Slytherin prefect seated herself in front of the portrait and arranged her robes around herself carefully. Y'know what turned out to be nice about her bright hair? People always noticed her eventually, for better or for worse. "Good morning, Madame Bulstrode. My name is Charlotte Wojack-Gusey, and it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Violetta is a very pretty name. Is it a family name?"
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"Can you tell us about your stage career?" It would be interesting to hear about. Hopefully.
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“What year did you graduate?” she asked as well, “in case I want to find out about your work.” The time period of her life might be good to know for whatever report they were to give.
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He did have a question though "So what do you do? Do you sing? Dance? Balance a champagne glass on your uh.... back?" hey that lady that supposedly broke something in the Muggle world did so by doing just that.
Well, this was more like it. Her throngs of fans have arrived and they gave her the proper respect she deserved. And that Charlotte girl – obviously well-bred. Just listen to her manners! She graced the girl with the faintest of smiles. What would she like to be called? “Madame Bullstrode will do nicely, or even Ms. Bullstrode.” They were not acquainted with her well enough to be on a first name basis. Though she appreciated the compliment about her name because she quite agreed. “I don’t know of any other Violetta’s in my family. It’s a special name, all my own. And I am the youngest of four.” The baby of the family, spoiled too, though she wouldn’t have called it that exactly.

So many, many questions… she could hardly keep them all straight. What lengths she would go to for her fans. “I was born in the year 2000 in a village called Haslemere,” she began, trying to summarize several questions into one answer. “I attended the academy from 2011 to 2018. Though of course I began school with much talent, by the time I left, I was able to play 15 musical instruments, leading me to compose and solely perform the well-known operetta, Who Cast the Spell on Music?Certainly they knew about it? But perhaps they weren’t as cultured as she. Or maybe she was only a star in her own mind. She looked squarely at the boy whose father was a possible classmate. “What is your father’s name? Is he also a brilliant musician?” And then another boy asking about her talents. “I sing, I pl- …do I what?! I most certainly do not! I’m not a trained pony.” THE VERY IDEA!



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"Hi...." Henric muttered a greeting. Warrington wanted more questions directed towards him. So impatient....sheesh. "What made you famous, Mr.Warrington?" he asked while raising his hand. Was he knighted? Should he call him a "Sir" too?
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But Olly had another question. "How long did it take to paint this portait of you? Did you have to sit for a long time? Who painted it?" Artists were important too.
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"They're only the most amazing things in the world next to jelly slugs and cauldron cakes and ice-mice and cookie dough ice-cream." He said rather helpfully as he settled in next to the two.

"But I have a question for you. If you don't know what chocolate frogs are, are you old enough to have never had candy or did they have different stuff back then?"

Blaise propped his notepad against his knee, ready to take down the answer when it was given.
What made him famous? Sounded like the boy was trying to take a shortcut to the assignment the professor had given him, if someone asked Lucian. “Fame is a fleeting, trivial thing and nothing I am interested. My accomplishments are what mattered and I helped to write a very important piece of legislature that is still enforced. That was after fighting in a significant battle to warrant such a law.” And back to trivialities. Lucian shook his head. “That was the dullest four hours of my life.” Second only to tedious questions if this went on much longer without getting to anything substantial. “That was a lifetime and more ago, I don’t remember. Garrick or Garrett somebody.” Or Garth? Who knew. Jelly slugs? Ice mice? More gibberish. Lucian gave the boy a disdainful expression before softening a little. "Why I was very fond of boiled sugar plums back in the day." How long had it been since he had one of those? Shame he couldn't eat one now.


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"When did you attend school? Like what year?" she asked. She wondered if by some miracle it had been when her father had been at school, or even teaching - but that was a stretch. He was probably MUCH older than that.
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"Why did you get painted?" People usually had a reason for stuff like this. Right? They didn't just make magical portraits all willy-nilly. It took a long time to make them look right and everything, and then to make them into the right people... spells and stuff, and probably more than that.
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Moving on to the next question. "So you're not a student leader or any kind of hero.... Why your portraits was left in this castle?" Again she asked. "I mean... Did you just left it here without any particular reason? Maybe not... There must be something you have done so in honor to remember you, there's your portrait here in this castle." Come on, Elliot. Spill it...
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"Hi Elliot. I hope you don't mind If I call you by your first name." Jessie smiled "I'm Jeslyn from Gryffindor. Did you know about.... secret escape to go to Hogsmead ? " Jessie lowering her voice so can't be heard by Professor Finch
Elliot would have to admit he loved this attention. And he was delighted to answer all the questions to help educate these young minds. “Hello, Jeslyn,” he smiled at the newcomer. “I can’t say I ever snuck out to go to Hogsmeade. We were allowed to go out at assigned times, so there was no need to sneak out. That’s against the rules, you know.” He chuckled. These good students didn’t break the rules, did they?

“Oh, I went to Hogwarts a very long time ago.”
His painted eyes looked up to the top of his frame as he tried to remember the exact dates. “Sixteeeeen.. seventy-four? I think it was, when I was eleven and first came to school. There was much unrest at that time and when I was a little older, I went to work at the Ministry, and was even appointed a seat on the International Confederation of Wizards – one of the youngest wizards ever there!” That was a basic answer to some of the similar questions, he supposed. But he didn’t know why his portrait was placed here. To educate people, maybe? That wasn’t exactly his decision. “I did help decide on something very important though.” How well did they know their history?
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