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hermionesclone · 04-09-2016, 04:05 PM

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Originally Posted by Ameh

Stalwartly ignoring everything happening around him, Jaemin inched closer to the table. It didn't look like anyone would be eating tonight, which... he assumed was par for the course, considering how everyone was reacting. It was a good job there was junk food back in his dorm waiting to be consumed before the train turned up to whisk them all away, or he'd be going to bed hungry, and that was just awful.

Oh oh. His face visibly dropped a shade and the small boy squirmed uncomfortably when Hirsch confirmed what he'd been worried about; he'd been hoping that they'd find some reason to decide against doing it again, but... apparently that wasn't going to happen. Which meant that he'd... well.

"Do... do I have to do it again?" he murmured, fingers of his right hand gripping at his elbow and rubbing it absently as he forced himself to look from the table's edge to Hirsch's face. "Since I signed up for it this term? Or can I just... not do it...?"

Because really. He might as well have placed last in the standings for his year, he'd done that poorly. He had a long history of avoiding things that he wasn't good at, and apparently dueling was to be added to the list, along with flying and interpreting Arithmancy stuff. He couldn't avoid classes, so he'd have to push through that, but... if sport-ish stuff was optional, then he could at least avoid being bad at that.

Frankly, Hirsch was confused. He noticed the uncomfortable shuffling and the way in which the boy had reacted to his words and he was..... confused. That was, until he went on to mention what it was he came up here for.

Ah. Right.

It was safe to say that the man's heart had dropped a little at those words. Did he have to do it again? "Well," he started, reaching up to push his glasses up his no- Oh that's right, they weren't there. Instead, he just rubbed his nose as if there was an itch there. Yeah, you know, casual.

What was he saying again? "Well, it's not compulsory for you to take part and dropping out is something that's up to you." Merlin, Jaemin. "What makes you not want to take part? Did you not enjoy it?" Had he missed something in his excitement to start up a spell-based class?

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

Rachel nearly fell over when Professor Myers dashed past her. She flailed a little to regain her balance but she was giggling. Who could be mad at that man? She watched as a spell was cast at Professor Draper who was still suffering the effects of Haddie's spell. A PINK TUTU! The Eagle nearly squealed in delight at the sight. First of all, the tut was pink and second, Draper look funny though his feel had stopped dancing. She covered her mouth, trying to hide her giggles then turned back to Professor Hirsch.

"I'm sorry, Professor but Professor Draper looks extremely funny.'' The girl giggled a little more and with great difficulty became serious again. Yes, she had noticed those dimples. Goodness! It was difficult to determine who was more handsome- Professor Hirsch or Professor Finch.

Her cheeks flushed with pleasure at the praise and encouragement. This is why she adored the man. He always made her believe in herself. "I will certainly always try my utmost best.'' This comment of determination was followed by and excited clap of her hands. "Thank you very much, Professor! I look forward to it.'' She could hardly believe it. He was actually going to help her practice too. Her admiration for him rose even more.

"I hope you have a great summer. I will see you next term.'' Rachel smiled and turned to speak to another staffer. She didn't want to distract Hirsch from his meal longer than necessary.

Why in the name of Merlin was Rachel apologising?! Didn't she see the amusement on his face? Because, yes, you couldn't not laugh at the pink tutu that James had been sporting. Needless to say, no one was going to let him live that down anytime soon. Sorry, man, but it was something you're going to have to live with.

"He does, doesn't he? I'd go as far as to say that pink is his colour." Because he, Roderik Hirsch, obviously knew everything there was to know about fashion.

/mildsarcasm

Poor James, he really needed a pick-me-up after this.

Always try her utmost best? See, this was one of the reasons why he liked kids but Merlin forbid if he ever decided to have any of his own. Just no. "I know you will. You worked hard to be a Black Belt Dueler." Just saying, Watson. "You're very welcome." Maybe all warnings about the complexity of this branch of magic could wait until after the summer? Merlin knows, she didn't need to worry about that now.

Oh, she was leaving? "And you, Rachel. Have a great summer!" Smile.

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Originally Posted by laurange

So after that debacle with Peeves and Miffy and the glue and feathers (most of which were attached to his back and his precious HAIR, but HE MANAGED TO SHIELD HIS BABY PLANT SON SO HE DEFINITELY DESERVED AN AWARD), Brian decided that it was not a very safe place for a young child and he was going to have to introduce his newly-transformed Baby!Norandula to Professor Myers before anything dangerous happened because the baby's mama would absolutely NOT be happy if anything happened to their son on his watch. She might even HIDE ALL HIS CHOCOLATE, which was probably the harshest punishment a person could dole out. Seriously. He doubted she would actually do that, but who knew how crazy Hufflepuffs could get when you mess with their babies. Badgers were pretty rabid after all.

So there he was, at the staff dais, holding a young toddler Norandula that looked more like an albino sunflower with shiny pods than anything else. And it was wearing this REALLY CUTE small knitted poncho thing that Paige made for the very special occasion of his VERY FIRST Hogwarts feast. Could you tell that they really really loved this baby? Because they did. AND THIS VERY LOVED LITTLE BABY WAS ON HIS WAY TO VISIT GRANDPA MYERS YUP.

"Professor My-" oh. Would you look at that. His Head of House was hightailing it out of the place and Professor Draper was dancing and in a TUTU of all things and now was done and looked murderous and Professor Ichihara was wearing CAT EARS? BRIAN WOODS WAS A VERY CONFUSED CHILD RIGHT NOW AND HE WAS JUST STANDING THERE HOLDING HIS BABY PLANT IN A SORT OF STUPOR. Until it occured to him to maybe look at Professor Hirsch because he HAD to be the sane, chill, cool one here, right?

Except, no. He wasn't. Unless heart-shaped rose glasses were a new in-thing. Which they very well could be. The Defense professor seemed to be excellent at keeping up with trends and, well, he supposed this was the latest thing? So he'd just try not to cause a spectacle or say anything stupi- "Nice spectacles, Professor Hirsch." Oh dear. There it was. He did the stupid thing.

Oh boy.

Should he hightail it like Professor Myers and chalk it up to bad examples set by authority figures? Before he got murdered brutally in front of the whole Hogwarts population?

....................... Oh Merlin, there it was.

Nice spectacles. Nice spec-

You know what? No. Did the boy think he had a place to comment on his spectacles when he was carrying around a plant that had a........... was that a knitted poncho?! Oh Merlin, was this one of Paul's kids? It had to be, hadn't it? Where was the man when you needed him, eh?

Okay, back to the kid. "I'm glad you like them, Mr Woods. A friend of mine thought they'd be a nice little gift." In the place of his actual glasses that he needed to see out of. Thank Merlin for contacts, which now felt weird on his eyes. Maybe he needed to report this back to David Truebridge if the boy was still thinking about wearing contacts.

And now, onto the main business. Because if the Hufflepuff could spew out a random question without being embarrassed, then so could Hirsch. "So what's with the plant? What's with the poncho?" As in, please explain because the Defence Professor had no idea what was going on.

And thanks for the comment on the glasses, Justin, a name that was still weird to call him by because the man was too used to calling him Professor McLeod.

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hermionesclone Gladrags Mod DMC & DMAC Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,841 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11	urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Quote: Originally Posted by Ameh Stalwartly ignoring everything happening around him, Jaemin inched closer to the table. It didn't look like anyone would be eating tonight, which... he assumed was par for the course, considering how everyone was reacting. It was a good job there was junk food back in his dorm waiting to be consumed before the train turned up to whisk them all away, or he'd be going to bed hungry, and that was just awful. Oh oh. His face visibly dropped a shade and the small boy squirmed uncomfortably when Hirsch confirmed what he'd been worried about; he'd been hoping that they'd find some reason to decide against doing it again, but... apparently that wasn't going to happen. Which meant that he'd... well. "Do... do I have to do it again?" he murmured, fingers of his right hand gripping at his elbow and rubbing it absently as he forced himself to look from the table's edge to Hirsch's face. "Since I signed up for it this term? Or can I just... not do it...?" Because really. He might as well have placed last in the standings for his year, he'd done that poorly. He had a long history of avoiding things that he wasn't good at, and apparently dueling was to be added to the list, along with flying and interpreting Arithmancy stuff. He couldn't avoid classes, so he'd have to push through that, but... if sport-ish stuff was optional, then he could at least avoid being bad at that. Frankly, Hirsch was confused. He noticed the uncomfortable shuffling and the way in which the boy had reacted to his words and he was..... confused. That was, until he went on to mention what it was he came up here for. Ah. Right. It was safe to say that the man's heart had dropped a little at those words. Did he have to do it again? "Well," he started, reaching up to push his glasses up his no- Oh that's right, they weren't there. Instead, he just rubbed his nose as if there was an itch there. Yeah, you know, casual. What was he saying again? *"Well, it's not compulsory* for you to take part and dropping out is something that's up to you." Merlin, Jaemin. "What makes you not want to take part? Did you not enjoy it?" Had he missed something in his excitement to start up a spell-based class? Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 Rachel nearly fell over when Professor Myers dashed past her. She flailed a little to regain her balance but she was giggling. Who could be mad at that man? She watched as a spell was cast at Professor Draper who was still suffering the effects of Haddie's spell. A PINK TUTU! The Eagle nearly squealed in delight at the sight. First of all, the tut was pink and second, Draper look funny though his feel had stopped dancing. She covered her mouth, trying to hide her giggles then turned back to Professor Hirsch. "I'm sorry, Professor but Professor Draper looks extremely funny.'' The girl giggled a little more and with great difficulty became serious again. Yes, she had noticed those dimples. Goodness! It was difficult to determine who was more handsome- Professor Hirsch or Professor Finch. Her cheeks flushed with pleasure at the praise and encouragement. This is why she adored the man. He always made her believe in herself. "I will certainly always try my utmost best.'' This comment of determination was followed by and excited clap of her hands. "Thank you very much, Professor! I look forward to it.'' She could hardly believe it. He was actually going to help her practice too. Her admiration for him rose even more. "I hope you have a great summer. I will see you next term.''** Rachel smiled and turned to speak to another staffer. She didn't want to distract Hirsch from his meal longer than necessary. Why in the name of Merlin was Rachel apologising?! Didn't she see the amusement on his face? Because, yes, you couldn't not laugh at the pink tutu that James had been sporting. Needless to say, no one was going to let him live that down anytime soon. Sorry, man, but it was something you're going to have to live with. "He does, doesn't he? I'd go as far as to say that pink is his colour." Because he, Roderik Hirsch, obviously knew everything there was to know about fashion. /mildsarcasm Poor James, he really needed a pick-me-up after this. Always try her utmost best? See, this was one of the reasons why he liked kids but Merlin forbid if he ever decided to have any of his own. Just no. "I know you will. You worked hard to be a Black Belt Dueler." Just saying, Watson. "You're very welcome." Maybe all warnings about the complexity of this branch of magic could wait until after the summer? Merlin knows, she didn't need to worry about that now. Oh, she was leaving? "And you, Rachel. Have a great summer!" Smile. Quote: Originally Posted by laurange So after that debacle with Peeves and Miffy and the glue and feathers (most of which were attached to his back and his precious HAIR, but HE MANAGED TO SHIELD HIS BABY PLANT SON SO HE DEFINITELY DESERVED AN AWARD), Brian decided that it was not a very safe place for a young child and he was going to have to introduce his newly-transformed Baby!Norandula to Professor Myers before anything dangerous happened because the baby's mama would absolutely NOT be happy if anything happened to their son on his watch. She might even HIDE ALL HIS CHOCOLATE, which was probably the harshest punishment a person could dole out. Seriously. He doubted she would actually do that, but who knew how crazy Hufflepuffs could get when you mess with their babies. Badgers were pretty rabid after all. So there he was, at the staff dais, holding a young toddler Norandula that looked more like an albino sunflower with shiny pods than anything else. And it was wearing this REALLY CUTE small knitted poncho thing that Paige made for the very special occasion of his VERY FIRST Hogwarts feast. Could you tell that they really really loved this baby? Because they did. AND THIS VERY LOVED LITTLE BABY WAS ON HIS WAY TO VISIT GRANDPA MYERS YUP. "Professor My-" oh. Would you look at that. His Head of House was hightailing it out of the place and Professor Draper was dancing and in a TUTU of all things and now was done and looked murderous and Professor Ichihara was wearing CAT EARS? BRIAN WOODS WAS A VERY CONFUSED CHILD RIGHT NOW AND HE WAS JUST STANDING THERE HOLDING HIS BABY PLANT IN A SORT OF STUPOR. Until it occured to him to maybe look at Professor Hirsch because he HAD to be the sane, chill, cool one here, right? Except, no. He wasn't. Unless heart-shaped rose glasses were a new in-thing. Which they very well could be. The Defense professor seemed to be excellent at keeping up with trends and, well, he supposed this was the latest thing? So he'd just try not to cause a spectacle or say anything stupi- "Nice spectacles, Professor Hirsch." Oh dear. There it was. He did the stupid thing. Oh boy. Should he hightail it like Professor Myers and chalk it up to bad examples set by authority figures? Before he got murdered brutally in front of the whole Hogwarts population? ....................... Oh Merlin, there it was. Nice spectacles. Nice spec- You know what? No. Did the boy think he had a place to comment on his spectacles when he was carrying around a plant that had a........... was that a knitted poncho?! Oh Merlin, was this one of Paul's kids? It had to be, hadn't it? Where was the man when you needed him, eh? Okay, back to the kid. "I'm glad you like them, Mr Woods. A friend of mine thought they'd be a nice little gift." In the place of his actual glasses that he needed to see out of. Thank Merlin for contacts, which now felt weird on his eyes. Maybe he needed to report this back to David Truebridge if the boy was still thinking about wearing contacts. And now, onto the main business. Because if the Hufflepuff could spew out a random question without being embarrassed, then so could Hirsch. "So what's with the plant? What's with the poncho?" As in, please explain because the Defence Professor had no idea what was going on. And thanks for the comment on the glasses, Justin, a name that was still weird to call him by because the man was too used to calling him Professor McLeod. __________________