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Jessiqua · 02-07-2016, 10:37 PM

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Originally Posted by Nc.Ap.

Well obviously Mason had been stupid to assume that the Potions Master wouldn't know what the ingredients were for.

But Mason had been prepared for the question. She had obviously thought of an excuse as to why an 11 year old needed an Ageing Potions. Master plans need clever-preparations after all.

So Mason did her best at blushing and looked shyly down at the floor, "Well, um, Professor. It's kind of embarrassing, but um, there's this boy that I have. . . erm, feelings for. But he only goes for girls his age or older. and I oh so desperately want him to notice me. I don't know what else to do, this is all that I could think of!"

Insert a few fake tears and gross-sounding sniffles here for effect.

"I know it's silly, but Professor, I really want this so very much!" she looked up at him and wiped at her sodden eyes. "Can't you remember what it was like to be young and in love, Professor?"

Oh Merlin, please. Just let him sympathise, please.

Art gulped audibly as he watched Miss Stevens blush. Great Scott, he wasn't used to this. He shuffled awkwardly and looked up at the ceiling, noticing a spot of something up there. Old potion from an explosion, perhaps? Oh no, boy troubles. He glanced around again, noticing that Miss Stevens was between himself and the door. There was no quick escape for the man. Girl feelings, he just didn't understand. He cleared his throat as he listened to her, but then tried not to chuckle. "M-Miss Stevens, this... err... this boy, do uhh... do you think he would be um... y-you know, at-attracted to you if you had... had um... grey hair, wrinkles and liver spots?" Because he would surely notice her that way.

Wait, was she CRYING? He took a box of tissues from under his desk and slid them over to her. "Th-there there," he said, standing at a distance from her. "You know, one day when-when uhh... when you've finished school, and you're uhhh... older. Not grey older, but... a bit older, you will... will find the man you're supp-supposed to settle down with and uhh... and you will be ready. Until then... hmm... you-you should focus on your studies. P-put your-your energy into studying and the world is your oyster." Was he doing a good job of comforting the young lady?

Er... "N-no, I studied, and got good grades, and I..." he scratched the back of his head. "I loved study."

02-07-2016, 10:37 PM	#7 (permalink)
Jessiqua DERP & DoM Poltergeist Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: Gallifrey Posts: 38,050 x9	Hehe :P Sassenach \| RAVENPUFF \| Sing me a song of a lass that is gone \| bookDRAGON \| #awkwardturtle<# Quote: Originally Posted by Nc.Ap. Well obviously Mason had been stupid to assume that the Potions Master wouldn't know what the ingredients were for. But Mason had been prepared for the question. She had obviously thought of an excuse as to why an 11 year old needed an Ageing Potions. Master plans need clever-preparations after all. So Mason did her best at blushing and looked shyly down at the floor, "Well, um, Professor. It's kind of embarrassing, but um, there's this boy that I have. . . erm, feelings for. But he only goes for girls his age or older. and I oh so desperately want him to notice me. I don't know what else to do, this is all that I could think of!" Insert a few fake tears and gross-sounding sniffles here for effect. "I know it's silly, but Professor, I really want this so very much!" she looked up at him and wiped at her sodden eyes. "Can't you remember what it was like to be young and in love, Professor?" Oh Merlin, please. Just let him sympathise, please. Art gulped audibly as he watched Miss Stevens blush. Great Scott, he wasn't used to this. He shuffled awkwardly and looked up at the ceiling, noticing a spot of something up there. Old potion from an explosion, perhaps? Oh no, boy troubles. He glanced around again, noticing that Miss Stevens was between himself and the door. There was no quick escape for the man. Girl feelings, he just didn't understand. He cleared his throat as he listened to her, but then tried not to chuckle. *"M-Miss Stevens, this... err... this boy, do uhh... do you think he would be um... y-you know, at-attracted to you if you had... had um... grey hair, wrinkles and liver spots?"* Because he would surely notice her that way. Wait, was she CRYING? He took a box of tissues from under his desk and slid them over to her. "Th-there there," he said, standing at a distance from her. "You know, one day when-when uhh... when you've finished school, and you're uhhh... older. Not grey older, but... a bit older, you will... will find the man you're supp-supposed to settle down with and uhh... and you will be ready. Until then... hmm... you-you should focus on your studies. P-put your-your energy into studying and the world is your oyster." Was he doing a good job of comforting the young lady? Er... "N-no, I studied, and got good grades, and I..." he scratched the back of his head. "I loved study." __________________ EVASIVE \| RESTLESS \| MISUNDERSTOOD always on the move