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Stefan · 01-27-2017, 09:35 AM

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Originally Posted by FwooperOnYourLeft

Aramis breathed a sigh of relief as he saw his father in the distance, and he had to restrain himself from going to hug the man for showing up. It wasn't like they weren't an affectionate family, but a hug in mid day, might be cause for his father to think him ill and see if perhaps a trip to St.Mungos was in order. Especially after he has called him out here.

"A son can't want to see his father? " He asked as he watched him stand in front of the shop and motion to it with his umbrella.. "I do have enough money Dad, but.. that wasn't really the point. " He said as he pushed himself off the wall and moved closer to the tall man..

A small smirk moved over his lips as his father spoke and he nodded. "Perhaps I have had a sudden attack of nostalgia?" The blond said as he watched his father flick some snow and then put his hands on his umbrella..

"I need your help Dad.. and I guess I supposed I could have gone to mother.. but.. I felt like you were the one person I could talk to about it.. " Aramis stood in front of his dad now hands in his pockets, slightly bent posture.. as if his troubles were weighing him down.

"I.. need your advice.. about a..." The tall boy paused and looked around.. "Girl. "

Aramis can't wait to see him? What for, exactly? If there was anyone in the world who knew Aramis best, it was him. Sure, affection have been shared between the two of them, but not in broad daylight...and in front of everyone else, let alone in the streets of Hogsmeade. "Nonsense, Aramis." Albert chuckled, as he continued. "If my memory serves me right, you have never called for my presence in such haste...and it did seem that it is a matter of great importance." Which again, came off as highly unusual, considering that Aramis more often than not, keeps things to himself. Albert had been very careful not to pry on his not so young son. And if there was anyone who often gets the bout of nostalgia, it would be Aramis' mother.

Albert held his nose up in the air as Aramis started, wondering what could possibly be his son's concern now that he's decided to turn to him for advice. Both of his children knew how busy he was, and if his instinct was correct, they had often ran to Antheia for advice simply because she had the time for them. Now this...this is entirely different, and perhaps, Albert isn't ready for it.

Aramis' body language told him a lot, and Albert started to feel the concern rise from the deep pit of his stomach. Albert pursed his lips together tightly as his son started to talk, and seemed to purposefully put long pauses in between his words which didn't sit very well with the man. He was about to say 'spit it out!', but Aramis beat him to it.

Oh.

A girl.

Albert inhaled sharply, and released his breath slowly as he began to inspect the end of his umbrella like it was the most interesting thing he has ever seen in his entire life. "And I presume that you like this girl very much, considering the fact that you had to request for my presence albeit my very busy schedule." Albert was thoroughly amused. "Go on then. What seems to be the problem?"

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Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy Quote: Originally Posted by FwooperOnYourLeft Aramis breathed a sigh of relief as he saw his father in the distance, and he had to restrain himself from going to hug the man for showing up. It wasn't like they weren't an affectionate family, but a hug in mid day, might be cause for his father to think him ill and see if perhaps a trip to St.Mungos was in order. Especially after he has called him out here. "A son can't want to see his father? " He asked as he watched him stand in front of the shop and motion to it with his umbrella.. "I do have enough money Dad, but.. that wasn't really the point. " He said as he pushed himself off the wall and moved closer to the tall man.. A small smirk moved over his lips as his father spoke and he nodded. "Perhaps I have had a sudden attack of nostalgia?" The blond said as he watched his father flick some snow and then put his hands on his umbrella.. "I need your help Dad.. and I guess I supposed I could have gone to mother.. but.. I felt like you were the one person I could talk to about it.. " Aramis stood in front of his dad now hands in his pockets, slightly bent posture.. as if his troubles were weighing him down. "I.. need your advice.. about a..." The tall boy paused and looked around.. "Girl. " Aramis can't wait to see him? What for, exactly? If there was anyone in the world who knew Aramis best, it was him. Sure, affection have been shared between the two of them, but not in broad daylight...and in front of everyone else, let alone in the streets of Hogsmeade. "Nonsense, Aramis." Albert chuckled, as he continued. "If my memory serves me right, you have never called for my presence in such haste...and it did seem that it is a matter of great importance." Which again, came off as highly unusual, considering that Aramis more often than not, keeps things to himself. Albert had been very careful not to pry on his not so young son. And if there was anyone who often gets the bout of nostalgia, it would be Aramis' mother. Albert held his nose up in the air as Aramis started, wondering what could possibly be his son's concern now that he's decided to turn to him for advice. Both of his children knew how busy he was, and if his instinct was correct, they had often ran to Antheia for advice simply because she had the time for them. Now this...this is entirely different, and perhaps, Albert isn't ready for it. Aramis' body language told him a lot, and Albert started to feel the concern rise from the deep pit of his stomach. Albert pursed his lips together tightly as his son started to talk, and seemed to purposefully put long pauses in between his words which didn't sit very well with the man. He was about to say 'spit it out!', but Aramis beat him to it. Oh. A girl. Albert inhaled sharply, and released his breath slowly as he began to inspect the end of his umbrella like it was the most interesting thing he has ever seen in his entire life. *"And I presume* that you like this girl very much, considering the fact that you had to request for my presence albeit my very busy schedule." Albert was thoroughly amused. "Go on then. What seems to be the problem?" __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation:** I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.