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MunchyBubbles · 01-27-2017, 07:49 PM

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Originally Posted by Stefan

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?"

Okay, so perhaps this wasn't going to go over well and maybe he should have gone to his mother with this.. But he didn't want his sister to find out! It would be the pink robes incident all over again.

Aramis waited while his dad took in what he said. And his dark green eyes watched as the older man inspected his umbrella like it was the most amazing thing in earth.. Aramis had often wondered about that umbrella, if it was more than just a usual one. Didn't umbrellas wear out after awhile? And unless his father had a stock of ones that all looked the same... He wagered to guess it might be special.

"Yes, I like this girl very much and I've never felt this way before about.. anyone. " He said as he leaned on the side of the store. "Well, the problem is.. I don't know how she feels about me! I mean I've sort of asked her out a few times, but uhh.. I think she thinks it was just as friends.. " The Slytherin boy was clearly out of his depth on this one. Things had always seemed to come easy to him. His violin playing came naturally, as did his studies, and his careful tea preparation.. but girls?

Help!

"I feel like I'm treading deep water whenever I am with her and can't seem to make two sentences string together, let alone get my feelings out. " The boy finally confessed.

01-27-2017, 07:49 PM	#8 (permalink)
MunchyBubbles DMC & DMLE Thestral Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: ♥ Posts: 81,464 Hogwarts RPG Name: Solana Selwyn Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Selene Diana Evans Ravenclaw Seventh Year	Snow Miser \| Munchy \| Molly Hooper \| T \| Hey, you \| Phantom \| Mrs. Chris Evans \| Brat Pack \| Tristalen Quote: Originally Posted by Stefan 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?" Okay, so perhaps this wasn't going to go over well and maybe he should have gone to his mother with this.. But he didn't want his sister to find out! It would be the pink robes incident all over again. Aramis waited while his dad took in what he said. And his dark green eyes watched as the older man inspected his umbrella like it was the most amazing thing in earth.. Aramis had often wondered about that umbrella, if it was more than just a usual one. Didn't umbrellas wear out after awhile? And unless his father had a stock of ones that all looked the same... He wagered to guess it might be special. "Yes, I like this girl very much and I've never felt this way before about.. anyone. " He said as he leaned on the side of the store. "Well, the problem is.. I don't know how she feels about me! I mean I've sort of asked her out a few times, but uhh.. I think she thinks it was just as friends.. " The Slytherin boy was clearly out of his depth on this one. Things had always seemed to come easy to him. His violin playing came naturally, as did his studies, and his careful tea preparation.. but girls? Help! "I feel like I'm treading deep water whenever I am with her and can't seem to make two sentences string together, let alone get my feelings out. "** The boy finally confessed.