05-10-2016, 06:36 PM
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Bicorn
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Scarlett Mordaunt Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Brenna Kavanaugh Slytherin Second Year x8 x4
| Question, professah! Arts TRANSPONSTER! Text Cut: Liv before prof's 2nd post! Quote:
Originally Posted by Govoni
Aww! L o o k i t! A FELLOW HAPPY PERSON among this sea of glum and sadness. Olivia practically beamed at Matt as he took his seat next to her, scooting a bit closer to give him a one-armed snuggle. Nope, she wasn't particularly close with her Gryffindor housemate. Nor had she ever really spoken to him, but none of that matter, obviously. LIV WAS A HUGGER. So, he'd earned himself a hug.
Hi.
...and she'd probably gotten some of her glitter on him. Oops.
Occupational hazard: theater kids will sparkle on you!
....AND THE PROFESSOR WAS SMILING AT HER! Yup! That was absolutely what smol blonde loved to see: her antics bringing about cheer in others! After she'd finished her "performance" and snugged her seating buddy, she wiggled her fingers at the older man. See?! Smiling wasn't so hard. Could everyone just follow his example now?! Merlin, Liv really didn't want her mellow to be harshed. What "mellow", though?? Who was she kidding. Olivia Phillips had zero chill 100% of the time!
...and it wasn't that she wasn't paying attention and taking note of everything....(okay, there were no notes, but come on! baby steps, people), but Liv pretty much already knew that she'd need an older student's help. Her mum had been fabulous at potions, apparently, but Liv often found herself bored. Easily distracted, this one was.....meaning a lot of cauldrons had been harmed in the making of her life story.
THIS WAS NOT TO SUGGEST THAT SHE WASN'T DOWN TO TRY, THOUGH. So, hand shooting straight up into the air (as she wiggled around in her seat), Liv warned the Potions Professor, "I'll definitely need help if it's something advanced. I don't have great potions skills." First step in fixing a problem was admitting that there was one. Mhm. AND SHE WANTED TO LEARN....in theory. So her mum didn't send her to a reform school.
Also, Dante Barrington.....we SEE you! We'll get you into a tiara and feather boa yet! Matt grinned at the professor when he greeted him AND ALSO decided to not correct the old man. ....Nah. "Solo." He said, widening his grin. Mr SOLO, yas.
And huh wut. His housemate was sidehugging him and beaming and spreading glitter all over Matt. She also got a GRIN from him because she was cool. Gryffindors were always cool and she was happy and loud and MATT WAS ALSO HAPPY AND LOUD, SO YEAH, COOL. Friends already even though they never talked much.
Matt didn't guess what the Potion they'd be brewing might be because he honestly had NO CLUE and he didn't feel like guessing. Too much work, y'know. But mostly everyone seemed to be thinking that was an Aging Potion and they were aaaall correct. Look at them brainy people over theeereeee.
The boy blinked as the professor went ooon about how he had taking the potion himself that morning. Yep, they could tell. Haha.
Matt pretended to be OUTRAAAAGED by the fact his Gryffindor buddy said she needed a partner when he was sitting RIHGT NEXT TO HER. "OI! I'm older than you, y'know. I can TOTALLY help." Not. But lol, that would be SO FUN. He shot his hand UP IN THE AIR. "But professor Newt, can we drink the Potion if we want to?" Because MATT WANTED TO. Yas. FUN!!
Seeee, all they needed was to follow the instructions on the board. Matt needed NO HELP. And he would DRINK HIS POTION TOO. #livingontheedge
First things first! That bit Matt didn't eve need to be told, alright. "Scougify!" Tadah!
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