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potterobsessionist · 05-06-2017, 09:52 PM

SPOILER!!: Skylar

As a groundskeeper, Haraldur could get away with not knowing the names of everyone. A nod here and there was sufficient enough. But as the new flying instructor... He was expected to actually know all the names of the students by heart. All of them. He barely knew the names of his fellow Staff members. To memorize the children's names was an impossible task. A task he was juuust getting started with as he heard a knock on the door.

Shame really. Now he was going to practice names some other time. Not his fault. There was obviously a student or staff that required his attention. Students always came before boring studies. Heh.

Haraldur opened the door to spot one of the smaller children. Well, they were all tiny even the graduates but this one was one of the small ones. Or semi-small. ~~CUTE~~ "OH. Well hello there, child."

Had someone sneaked into the forbidden forest? Fallen off the wooden bridge? Broken into the broomshed?

"What can I do for you Miss..." Nope. Didn't know the name. "Ahem. Come in, come in." The old man flicked one of his feathers on his head to make it stand straight before taking a step back so she could step by him inside the hut. He'd had a weird ringing in his ear ever since flying through a hail storm a few weeks back so hopefully this little one could speak up. And preferrably articulate.

05-06-2017, 09:52 PM	#5 (permalink)
potterobsessionist DMAC & MO Doxy Join Date: Sep 2010 Location: Sweden [GMT+1] Posts: 5,865 Diagon Alley Proprietor: Stella Marie Reed Daily Prophet News Reporter	You :33 a bit of madness is key \| miss chanandler bong \| those cunning folks use any means SPOILER!!: Skylar Quote: Originally Posted by PhoenixRising Skylar was never one to visit professors, but there was something curious about the new groundskeeper that made her want to meet him before her first flying class this term. Perhaps it was the way he was dressed far too warm for the Fall heat or it was the feathers, whatever it was, she was most definitely curious by him. Approaching the hut, something she'd never even done in her first three terms when it was her head of house occupying this spot, she wondered how much of it was changed by the new face. And honestly, she had no clue. She guessed though that Mister Mcleod did NOT have feathers hanging up, although the runes might have been there. Glancing around, she finally gave a knock on the door. Now she would wait, which thankfully was not bitter cold yet, or she probably wouldn't have made the trek out here. As a groundskeeper, Haraldur could get away with not knowing the names of everyone. A nod here and there was sufficient enough. But as the new flying instructor... He was expected to actually know all the names of the students by heart. All of them. He barely knew the names of his fellow Staff members. To memorize the children's names was an impossible task. A task he was juuust getting started with as he heard a knock on the door. Shame really. Now he was going to practice names some other time. Not his fault. There was obviously a student or staff that required his attention. Students always came before boring studies. Heh. Haraldur opened the door to spot one of the smaller children. Well, they were all tiny even the graduates but this one was one of the small ones. Or semi-small. ~~CUTE~~ "OH. Well hello there, child." Had someone sneaked into the forbidden forest? Fallen off the wooden bridge? Broken into the broomshed? "What can I do for you Miss..." Nope. Didn't know the name. "Ahem. Come in, come in." The old man flicked one of his feathers on his head to make it stand straight before taking a step back so she could step by him inside the hut. He'd had a weird ringing in his ear ever since flying through a hail storm a few weeks back so hopefully this little one could speak up. And preferrably articulate. __________________ Last edited by potterobsessionist; 05-08-2017 at 12:53 PM.