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hermionesclone · 01-07-2018, 11:57 PM

.......... What in the name of?!

Hirsch had been sitting there plainly, simply minding his own business and waiting for the Ravenclaws to make their way to the common room when one (Dorian) entered, ran off and let out a particularly loud yelp moments later. Hirsch's head whipped around, causing his neck to crick slightly, but there was no time to think about that now. Not when his mind was racing a mile a minute and all he could think about was whether that yelp had been made for a more serious reason.

There was a moment or two of confused blinking while he watched the young boy scrambled to his feet, announcing that he's okay for, well, the common room to hear. An amused smile crossed his face and he shook his head; deciding that maybe, just maybe, the boy didn't need to be embarrassed any further. Even if there was no one here to see him.

But the second year was talking to him and that was something he couldn't ignore. "How do I do what?" Pause. "Are you okay, by the way?"

The sound of the door opening caused him to turn his attention away from Mr Katharos and wave at Mr Muir as he headed off. It was probably going to be weird to see your professor and Head of House in his night clothes - probably like seeing a dog on its hind legs - but at least he wasn't going to be the only one sitting here in his night things. That was step one to making him feel foolish.

"Evening, Mr Muir. Are you ready for this school year?" Fifth year was a big year but, well, maybe he didn't need to tell the boy that. It was only the first night, after all.

Hirsch couldn't help but smile widely, dimples on full display, at the enthusiasm displayed by the first years (Hanna and Shera). It was sad to think that puberty took that away but, from a professor point of view, the general enthusiasm was what made his job easier. It was more enjoyable to be teaching someone who wanted to be there, you know? And even if he wasn't currently talking about the Dark Arts - it probably wasn't the time, unless they wanted scary stories - the same could be said here as well.

"Hey, Miss Newton, Miss Ben-Ari. I didn't get to say this during the Feast but welcome to Ravenclaw. I'm Professor Hirsch," Not Hershey's Kisses. "and I teach Defence Against the Dark Arts." Green eyes took in the pyjamas he was currently wearing, a blue pair with gold boxing gloves on them, before he looked up at Miss Newton, still smiling. "Thank you! I had a feeling they'd be more appealing for today. No one wants to sit around in their robes longer than they have to." He certainly didn't.

The smile on his face turned into an amused one at the sight of the next student to enter the scene and what she had to say. It probably wasn't the right thing to say in front of one of your professors but, well, he was too used to this mentality to really care right now. She did, however, earn herself a small eyebrow raise while he watched her take a seat right near him. "Evening, Jessa. That badge suits you well." To say that he was proud was an understatement.

But in regards to the scheduling, he shook his head slightly and asked, "Still in that summer mode?" A part of him still was. "On the bright side, this is your last year of taking the compulsory subjects and then you can drop the ones you don't like that much, including the ones that require too much walking." Hopefully that didn't mean Defence but, you know, he was biased.

He didn't know how many more people were coming, especially seeing as this wasn't exactly a compulsory event, so the man sat up slightly and turned to the group at large. "Welcome," he called, clapping his hands once in an attempt to grab everyone's attention, "to this very casual, very comfortable pyjama party. If you haven't already, grab something to eat, something to drink and get comfortable around the fire. Use this as an opportunity to get to know each other." He was very chilled out about this, in case it wasn't obvious enough yet. "Oh, the pizza rolls are very nice, by the way. I highly recommend them."

01-07-2018, 11:57 PM	#9 (permalink)
hermionesclone Gladrags Mod DMC & DMAC Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,841 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11	Everyone? EVERYONE urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse .......... What in the name of?! Hirsch had been sitting there plainly, simply minding his own business and waiting for the Ravenclaws to make their way to the common room when one (Dorian) entered, ran off and let out a particularly loud yelp moments later. Hirsch's head whipped around, causing his neck to crick slightly, but there was no time to think about that now. Not when his mind was racing a mile a minute and all he could think about was whether that yelp had been made for a more serious reason. There was a moment or two of confused blinking while he watched the young boy scrambled to his feet, announcing that he's okay for, well, the common room to hear. An amused smile crossed his face and he shook his head; deciding that maybe, just maybe, the boy didn't need to be embarrassed any further. Even if there was no one here to see him. But the second year was talking to him and that was something he couldn't ignore. "How do I do what?" Pause. "Are you okay, by the way?" The sound of the door opening caused him to turn his attention away from Mr Katharos and wave at Mr Muir as he headed off. It was probably going to be weird to see your professor and Head of House in his night clothes - probably like seeing a dog on its hind legs - but at least he wasn't going to be the only one sitting here in his night things. That was step one to making him feel foolish. "Evening, Mr Muir. Are you ready for this school year?" Fifth year was a big year but, well, maybe he didn't need to tell the boy that. It was only the first night, after all. Hirsch couldn't help but smile widely, dimples on full display, at the enthusiasm displayed by the first years (Hanna and Shera). It was sad to think that puberty took that away but, from a professor point of view, the general enthusiasm was what made his job easier. It was more enjoyable to be teaching someone who wanted to be there, you know? And even if he wasn't currently talking about the Dark Arts - it probably wasn't the time, unless they wanted scary stories - the same could be said here as well. "Hey, Miss Newton, Miss Ben-Ari. I didn't get to say this during the Feast but welcome to Ravenclaw. I'm Professor Hirsch," Not Hershey's Kisses. "and I teach Defence Against the Dark Arts." Green eyes took in the pyjamas he was currently wearing, a blue pair with gold boxing gloves on them, before he looked up at Miss Newton, still smiling. "Thank you! I had a feeling they'd be more appealing for today. No one wants to sit around in their robes longer than they have to." He certainly didn't. The smile on his face turned into an amused one at the sight of the next student to enter the scene and what she had to say. It probably wasn't the right thing to say in front of one of your professors but, well, he was too used to this mentality to really care right now. She did, however, earn herself a small eyebrow raise while he watched her take a seat right near him. "Evening, Jessa. That badge suits you well." To say that he was proud was an understatement. But in regards to the scheduling, he shook his head slightly and asked, "Still in that summer mode?" A part of him still was. "On the bright side, this is your last year of taking the compulsory subjects and then you can drop the ones you don't like that much, including the ones that require too much walking." Hopefully that didn't mean Defence but, you know, he was biased. He didn't know how many more people were coming, especially seeing as this wasn't exactly a compulsory event, so the man sat up slightly and turned to the group at large. "Welcome," he called, clapping his hands once in an attempt to grab everyone's attention, "to this very casual, very comfortable pyjama party. If you haven't already, grab something to eat, something to drink and get comfortable around the fire. Use this as an opportunity to get to know each other." He was very chilled out about this, in case it wasn't obvious enough yet. *"Oh, the pizza rolls are very* nice, by the way. I highly recommend them."** __________________