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Erindipity · 05-22-2017, 10:33 PM

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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Gaston wasn't exactly sure how he expected Miss Umbridge to answer his question, but it certainly wasn't the answer he got! Again, his bright blue eyes widened in shock as the girl told him about her uncle and about Paul shrinking the students. That didn't sound like Paul at all,
but he had no reason to doubt the girl! He nodded. "I... I understand," he said. "I had no idea until just now." He must've still been at Beaubatons when the incident happened, and it wasn't exactly the kind of thing that came up in conversations with the Herbology professor or with other students. "I'm not offended now that I know. I can't say I blame you for being cautious. It sounds to me like the incident in my class was all just one big misunderstanding."

And speaking of misunderstandings... The professor had been holding out hope that they could put this behind them, but Miss umbridge's next words made the faint glimmer of hope in his eyes go out. Now he felt even worse than ever! "I didn't mean to insult you, Miss Umbridge," he said, his expression darkening. "I was only trying to explain where I was coming from.... and apologize." Come to think of it, he was starting to feel insulted too! What else was he supposed to think upon seeing a student smack a cup of cocoa out of someone's hand?! "I know you aren't a bully. I just wish you understood..." His voice trailed off, but he forced himself on. "Bullying is something I try to watch out for, and..." He'd dealt with it all his life, but he would not allow it to happen to his students! "...and when I saw... I jumped to a conclusion and it was the wrong one, and I'm sorry."

Gaston was still inwardly berating himself for saying the wrong thing again when he noticed Miss Umbridge's expression harden. Well, this conversation was going nowhere fast! It seemed the harder he tried to win her forgiveness, the more he set her off. He wracked his brain, wondering what he did wrong this time, and eventually reasoned it was because he laughed.
"I wasn't laughing at you, Miss Umbridge, honest," he said. "I was laughing at myself because everything you said is true - I don't stand up for myself.
People do take advantage of me - and because I was relieved that you'd offered to help me. I thought it meant we could finally put our differences aside..." But it looked like he was wrong.

He heaved a sad, exasperated sigh. He was done apologizing; he was done explaining himself; he was done hoping she would understand! Now he realized that no matter what he did, she would only assume the worst of him, and it hurt. "But now I see the only thing this conversation has accomplished is making you angrier and me sadder," he said, dismissing her with a wave of his hand. "Yes, you may go, Miss Umbridge."

This guy... and all of his SHOCK and such. It was kind of annoying, but she kept her face impassive as he reacted. "Perhaps you shouldn't just jump to conclusions next time,' she muttered quietly before standing up to move toward the door. "And just so you know, I am really good friends with Derf. He is my little buddy and I have been teaching hi m Mermish. So you really did jump to the completely incorrect conclusion. Making assumptions is very nasty business."

Why did she feel like she was chiding a grown man for bad behaviour?! This was ridiculous.

But the girl found herself pausing at the door... hand on the handle... "Sir, I don't know what has happened to make you so sad, but I think it's time you either work through it and get past it, or at least leave your personal issues at the door, so to speak. You have a job to do not only as our teacher, but also as a role model to us in your house. Like I said before, you have to lead us by example and to be quite frank, I don't think you're doing a very good job at it just yet."

And with that the blonde squared her shoulders, turned the knob and exited before he could respond further. The conversation was clearly DONE. She had nothing more to say to the man at present.

05-22-2017, 10:33 PM	#15 (permalink)
Erindipity DMT Mountain Troll Join Date: Jul 2009 Posts: 23,573 x8	Quote: Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy Gaston wasn't exactly sure how he expected Miss Umbridge to answer his question, but it certainly wasn't the answer he got! Again, his bright blue eyes widened in shock as the girl told him about her uncle and about Paul shrinking the students. That didn't sound like Paul at all, but he had no reason to doubt the girl! He nodded. "I... I understand," he said. "I had no idea until just now." He must've still been at Beaubatons when the incident happened, and it wasn't exactly the kind of thing that came up in conversations with the Herbology professor or with other students. "I'm not offended now that I know. I can't say I blame you for being cautious. It sounds to me like the incident in my class was all just one big misunderstanding." And speaking of misunderstandings... The professor had been holding out hope that they could put this behind them, but Miss umbridge's next words made the faint glimmer of hope in his eyes go out. Now he felt even worse than ever! "I didn't mean to insult you, Miss Umbridge," he said, his expression darkening. *"I was only trying to explain where I was coming from.... and apologize."* Come to think of it, he was starting to feel insulted too! What else was he supposed to think upon seeing a student smack a cup of cocoa out of someone's hand?! "I know you aren't a bully. I just wish you understood..." His voice trailed off, but he forced himself on. "Bullying is something I try to watch out for, and..." He'd dealt with it all his life, but he would not allow it to happen to his students! "...and when I saw... I jumped to a conclusion and it was the wrong one, and I'm sorry." Gaston was still inwardly berating himself for saying the wrong thing again when he noticed Miss Umbridge's expression harden. Well, this conversation was going nowhere fast! It seemed the harder he tried to win her forgiveness, the more he set her off. He wracked his brain, wondering what he did wrong this time, and eventually reasoned it was because he laughed. "I wasn't laughing at you, Miss Umbridge, honest," he said. "I was laughing at myself because everything you said is true - I don't stand up for myself. People do take advantage of me - and because I was relieved that you'd offered to help me. I thought it meant we could finally put our differences aside..." But it looked like he was wrong. He heaved a sad, exasperated sigh. He was done apologizing; he was done explaining himself; he was done hoping she would understand! Now he realized that no matter what he did, she would only assume the worst of him, and it hurt. "But now I see the only thing this conversation has accomplished is making you angrier and me sadder," he said, dismissing her with a wave of his hand. "Yes, you may go, Miss Umbridge." This guy... and all of his SHOCK and such. It was kind of annoying, but she kept her face impassive as he reacted. "Perhaps you shouldn't just jump to conclusions next time,' she muttered quietly before standing up to move toward the door. "And just so you know, I am really good friends with Derf. He is my little buddy and I have been teaching hi m Mermish. So you really did jump to the completely incorrect conclusion. Making assumptions is very nasty business." Why did she feel like she was chiding a grown man for bad behaviour?! This was ridiculous. But the girl found herself pausing at the door... hand on the handle... "Sir, I don't know what has happened to make you so sad, but I think it's time you either work through it and get past it, or at least leave your personal issues at the door, so to speak. You have a job to do not only as our teacher, but also as a role model to us in your house. Like I said before, you have to lead us by example and to be quite frank, I don't think you're doing a very good job at it just yet." And with that the blonde squared her shoulders, turned the knob and exited before he could respond further. The conversation was clearly DONE. She had nothing more to say to the man at present.