SnitchSeeker.com - View Single Post

emjay · 05-07-2017, 03:49 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by potterobsessionist

Haraldur Baldvinsson had a lot to do. A. LOT. The older students were fine but the younger ones... They were just everywhere. They were exploring and they were tiny. So tiny he was afraid to accidently step on one of them. But so far there were no crushed students on his watch.

The summer weather was still an annoyance to him though, so he usually went about his business early morning and in the evenings. (Which meant a lot of spying out through his window to keep the students from "exploring" the Forbidden Forest).

He was just about to ~~take a nap~~ read up on Hogwarts' history when a knock on the door startled him. Haraldur shuffled up to the door and opened it cautiously (praying it wasn't the Headmistress for an interrogation). The groundskeeper's eyes fell on the young boy outside his hut. He had a badge on his robes which meant he was one of those... One of those... One of those. If the old man squinted, he could make out the yellow colors. That was the herbology professor's house! A Puffeluff student.

"AH!" He exlaimed in surprise and opened his door wider. "A student! Well, don't just stand there boy, come in, come in you're letting all the heat in!" And that muggle fan he'd borrowed was really not doing a proper job in keeping the hut cool enough. He waved one arm urgently for the badged student to step inside. "Go on!" In you go.

Henry wasn't completely sure if the groundskeeper was in his hut. He wasn't sure that he kept office (?) hours at all, but he was just taking the chance he'd be there. He could of course come back later if he wasn't. Henry was nearly always outside any chance he had.

While he waited the minute or less for someone to answer the door, the sixteen year old gazed curiously at a few of the runes around the exterior.
He thought he recognized one of them as part of the bindrune that he wore for all of his games, but he really didn't know runes that well. Not more than what Char had told him. The fleeting thought that maybe he should have taken Ancient Runes as his elective instead of Arithmancy went through his mind, since it wasn't being offered now. But he thought that maybe it was too late since he hadn't taken it before.

But before he could give that matter anymore thought, the door was opening and Henry turned his attention there. Oh! He was immediately being ushered inside and the sixteen year old offered the man a wide grin. "Oh, thanks.. uh, Mr. B." Henry couldn't quite remember the man's name besides that it sounded like Bald-something. And Mr. Baldy was anything but respectful. Hopefully the guy wouldn't mind the nickname though.

A curious boy, he couldn't help but look around a bit once inside. He didn't think he was ever in here when Mr. McLeod was here so he didn't know how it compared, but Mr. B seemed to have a lot of cool artifacts. "I'm Henry Whittebrook, Hufflepuff prefect," he said as a matter of introduction, not certain the man would know his name yet. "I was just a little curious about flying lessons this year," he started. Well, eager was more like it. "Oh, and wanted to welcome you to Hogwarts. Are you enjoying it so far?"

05-07-2017, 03:49 AM	#6 (permalink)
emjay DMAC & DERP Pygmy Puff Join Date: Jun 2008 Location: working Posts: 18,079 Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoenix Marchbanks Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Wiley Whittebrook Hufflepuff Second Year x12 x5	Unforgivably Cursed \| adultescent Quote: Originally Posted by potterobsessionist Haraldur Baldvinsson had a lot to do. A. LOT. The older students were fine but the younger ones... They were just everywhere. They were exploring and they were tiny. So tiny he was afraid to accidently step on one of them. But so far there were no crushed students on his watch. The summer weather was still an annoyance to him though, so he usually went about his business early morning and in the evenings. (Which meant a lot of spying out through his window to keep the students from "exploring" the Forbidden Forest). He was just about to ~~take a nap~~ read up on Hogwarts' history when a knock on the door startled him. Haraldur shuffled up to the door and opened it cautiously (praying it wasn't the Headmistress for an interrogation). The groundskeeper's eyes fell on the young boy outside his hut. He had a badge on his robes which meant he was one of those... One of those... One of those. If the old man squinted, he could make out the yellow colors. That was the herbology professor's house! A Puffeluff student. "AH!" He exlaimed in surprise and opened his door wider. "A student! Well, don't just stand there boy, come in, come in you're letting all the heat in!" And that muggle fan he'd borrowed was really not doing a proper job in keeping the hut cool enough. He waved one arm urgently for the badged student to step inside. "Go on!" In you go. Henry wasn't completely sure if the groundskeeper was in his hut. He wasn't sure that he kept office (?) hours at all, but he was just taking the chance he'd be there. He could of course come back later if he wasn't. Henry was nearly always outside any chance he had. While he waited the minute or less for someone to answer the door, the sixteen year old gazed curiously at a few of the runes around the exterior. He thought he recognized one of them as part of the bindrune that he wore for all of his games, but he really didn't know runes that well. Not more than what Char had told him. The fleeting thought that maybe he should have taken Ancient Runes as his elective instead of Arithmancy went through his mind, since it wasn't being offered now. But he thought that maybe it was too late since he hadn't taken it before. But before he could give that matter anymore thought, the door was opening and Henry turned his attention there. Oh! He was immediately being ushered inside and the sixteen year old offered the man a wide grin. "Oh, thanks.. uh, Mr. B." Henry couldn't quite remember the man's name besides that it sounded like Bald-something. And Mr. Baldy was anything but respectful. Hopefully the guy wouldn't mind the nickname though. A curious boy, he couldn't help but look around a bit once inside. He didn't think he was ever in here when Mr. McLeod was here so he didn't know how it compared, but Mr. B seemed to have a lot of cool artifacts. "I'm Henry Whittebrook, Hufflepuff prefect," he said as a matter of introduction, not certain the man would know his name yet. "I was just a little curious about flying lessons this year," he started. Well, eager was more like it. "Oh, and wanted to welcome you to Hogwarts. Are you enjoying it so far?" __________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________ ended like a moth in flames______________________ ______________________don't you worry I'll be fine _________________________________________________you were good for the plot line