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MadMadamMalfoy · 10-20-2016, 10:53 AM

Text Cut: Roderik & Jace

Quote:

Originally Posted by hermionesclone

Unbelievable. That was what this news was. Unbelievable.

News travelled fast at Hogwarts and so, naturally, it wasn't long before it reached the ears of one Defence Professor. The man had been marking away and ignoring the letter from his mother when word arrived about the status of one of his students, making him drop everything to get here.

Robes billowing out behind him, Hirsch strode quickly into the Hospital Wing, only really pausing to look around. Spotting the young Ravenclaw and the company around his bed, the man strode on over towards them. While he would've displayed a general aura of cool, there was a sense of urgency in his step as well as a frown on his face.

What was that word again? Unbelievable.

"My apologies for intruding, Healer Joy." Though there was hardly anything apologetic about his features right now. "Hello, Jace, how are you feeling?"

And Gaston got somewhat of a smile. Nice of him to be here.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Stefan

Poltergeists? Peeves and Miffy?

Jace wasn’t even surprised when Healer Joy had mentioned the two. One didn’t have to be as brilliant as Albus Dumbledore to know why all of this happened. Apparently the protest is still ongoing, isn’t it? Although the Ravenclaw understood why they were causing havoc, he thought that purposefully imposing accidents on professors and students alike is too much.

Still somehow, Jace felt ashamed of what happened. On his part, if he was not so careless about the overdue books, this wouldn’t happen to him…to Owen…and to Professor Marchand. And just when he thought he accepted the fact that news will reach his Head of House, the Headmaster was also dragged in the conversation. Just…what exactly will his father tell him this time?

Deciding not to respond, Jace obediently took the potion from the Healer and drank it in one go, making a face as he gulped the solution. Switching the vial for the glass of water, the Ravenclaw took just a sip not wanting to dilute the potion he just drank. The thirteen year old slowly looked at the disappointed professor, forcing himself to think of a way to make him feel okay. He’d never encountered an adult like him before! “Professor…sensei…I think I’d feel better if you stay? Healer Joy has to check you too.” And he would love to have his company.

Jace went back to his own thoughts as he procured his clay golem from his pocket. It got smashed really badly from his fall, and the Ravenclaw just stared at it for a moment. Well, it looks like he won’t be visiting the Defense professor soon. A sigh escaped from the boy as he felt the soothing effect of the potion he just drank. However, upon hearing the hurried thudding of shoes against the floor, Jace drew in a breath as he saw who it was. His toes curled under his feet, his shoulder tense…and his face pretty much paled at the sight of his Head of House. His chocolate brown eyes darted from Healer Joy, to Professor Marchand, then to his broken arm. “I-I’m okay now, professor. My arm just needs fixing.” He said, keeping his head down, obviously embarrassed. And...was he going to get a good scolding too? Jace had seen the frown professor.

Gaston was sure there was no reason for him to be here. Whatever his injuries, they weren't severe enough to justify him staying here and setting everyone else on edge! His office was just down the hall; he could just wait there and come back in an hour or two, once Jace had been taken care of.

The Frenchman was suddenly jerked out of his thoughts as one of his colleagues appeared in the room. Oh Merlin, someone else to see him in his fragile emotional state! Just perfect... "Roderik," he greeted the Ravenclaw Head with a polite nod. "Don't mind me... just leaving."

He rose from his chair, but a sharp pain suddenly caused him to groan and clutch at his side. The pain in his heart had momentarily distracted him from the pain of his injuries, but now it was back and worse than ever! He was almost out the door when Jace's voice stopped him in his tracks.

Gaston wheeled around and blinked dumbly at the Ravenclaw. What? He actually wanted him to stay? He couldn't imagine why the boy would want his company when all he was doing was making everyone just as nervous as he was! Still, he couldn't being himself to refuse. "Alright," he said with a weak smile. "If that's really what you want..."

With a slight wince, the professor re positioned himself in the chair, watching as the young Ravenclaw pulled a badly broken object from his pocket. He wasn't sure what exactly that thing was, but maybe he could fix it for him. At least then he'd (sort of) be making himself useful. "Would you like me to fix that for you?" he offered, inclining his head toward the smashed object as he drew his wand. Thankfully it hadn't suffered the same fate as... whatever that thing was when Peeves attacked. After all it was the least he could do for the boy!

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MadMadamMalfoy Newbie Mod Alley Proprietor Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: Feb 2016 Location: Hazbin Hotel Posts: 11,119 Hogwarts RPG Name: Norman A. Carton Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Sydney M. L. Masters Slytherin Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maddox B. Buchanan Gryffindor Fourth Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Caledon Roth The Leaky Cauldron	Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll Text Cut: Roderik & Jace Quote: Originally Posted by hermionesclone Unbelievable. That was what this news was. Unbelievable. News travelled fast at Hogwarts and so, naturally, it wasn't long before it reached the ears of one Defence Professor. The man had been marking away and ignoring the letter from his mother when word arrived about the status of one of his students, making him drop everything to get here. Robes billowing out behind him, Hirsch strode quickly into the Hospital Wing, only really pausing to look around. Spotting the young Ravenclaw and the company around his bed, the man strode on over towards them. While he would've displayed a general aura of cool, there was a sense of urgency in his step as well as a frown on his face. What was that word again? Unbelievable. "My apologies for intruding, Healer Joy." Though there was hardly anything apologetic about his features right now. "Hello, Jace, how are you feeling?" And Gaston got somewhat of a smile. Nice of him to be here. Quote: Originally Posted by Stefan Poltergeists? Peeves and Miffy? Jace wasn’t even surprised when Healer Joy had mentioned the two. One didn’t have to be as brilliant as Albus Dumbledore to know why all of this happened. Apparently the protest is still ongoing, isn’t it? Although the Ravenclaw understood why they were causing havoc, he thought that purposefully imposing accidents on professors and students alike is too much. Still somehow, Jace felt ashamed of what happened. On his part, if he was not so careless about the overdue books, this wouldn’t happen to him…to Owen…and to Professor Marchand. And just when he thought he accepted the fact that news will reach his Head of House, the Headmaster was also dragged in the conversation. Just…what exactly will his father tell him this time? Deciding not to respond, Jace obediently took the potion from the Healer and drank it in one go, making a face as he gulped the solution. Switching the vial for the glass of water, the Ravenclaw took just a sip not wanting to dilute the potion he just drank. The thirteen year old slowly looked at the disappointed professor, forcing himself to think of a way to make him feel okay. He’d never encountered an adult like him before! “Professor…sensei…I think I’d feel better if you stay? Healer Joy has to check you too.” And he would love to have his company. Jace went back to his own thoughts as he procured his clay golem from his pocket. It got smashed really badly from his fall, and the Ravenclaw just stared at it for a moment. Well, it looks like he won’t be visiting the Defense professor soon. A sigh escaped from the boy as he felt the soothing effect of the potion he just drank. However, upon hearing the hurried thudding of shoes against the floor, Jace drew in a breath as he saw who it was. His toes curled under his feet, his shoulder tense…and his face pretty much paled at the sight of his Head of House. His chocolate brown eyes darted from Healer Joy, to Professor Marchand, then to his broken arm. “I-I’m okay now, professor. My arm just needs fixing.” He said, keeping his head down, obviously embarrassed. And...was he going to get a good scolding too? Jace had seen the frown professor. Gaston was sure there was no reason for him to be here. Whatever his injuries, they weren't severe enough to justify him staying here and setting everyone else on edge! His office was just down the hall; he could just wait there and come back in an hour or two, once Jace had been taken care of. The Frenchman was suddenly jerked out of his thoughts as one of his colleagues appeared in the room. Oh Merlin, someone else to see him in his fragile emotional state! Just perfect... "Roderik," he greeted the Ravenclaw Head with a polite nod. "Don't mind me... just leaving." He rose from his chair, but a sharp pain suddenly caused him to groan and clutch at his side. The pain in his heart had momentarily distracted him from the pain of his injuries, but now it was back and worse than ever! He was almost out the door when Jace's voice stopped him in his tracks. Gaston wheeled around and blinked dumbly at the Ravenclaw. What? He actually wanted him to stay? He couldn't imagine why the boy would want his company when all he was doing was making everyone just as nervous as he was! Still, he couldn't being himself to refuse. "Alright," he said with a weak smile. "If that's really what you want..." With a slight wince, the professor re positioned himself in the chair, watching as the young Ravenclaw pulled a badly broken object from his pocket. He wasn't sure what exactly that thing was, but maybe he could fix it for him. At least then he'd (sort of) be making himself useful. "Would you like me to fix that for you?" he offered, inclining his head toward the smashed object as he drew his wand. Thankfully it hadn't suffered the same fate as... whatever that thing was when Peeves attacked. After all it was the least he could do for the boy! __________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true...