04-02-2018, 06:47 PM
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Pogrebin
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: -- x11 x11
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Originally Posted by Stefan If he did get caught, he was going to blame his Uncle River for this. For the record, he did not want to do this prank, nor did he want to single out Professor Hirsch. His uncle River was obviously the more clever Reed between the two, and he'd lost in his debate as to why he shouldn't do this. However in Jace's mind, if he were a real-life samurai, and did work for his lord, he would've done this without a moment's hesitation. He's a Reed after all, and he ought to be loyal to his kin.
Sighing heavily, Jace stealthily moved around the corridor like a shadow and positioned himself well away and hidden from Hirsch's office door while having a clear line of sight. With his wand in hand, the Ravenclaw mustered all of his focus and non-verbally sent a spell towards his target to see if there were any protection charms on it. Jace waited for a few moments to see if the spell sent off an alarm from the inside and when it didn't, the seventh year delivered another spell. This time, it was the real deal. Non-verbally, Jace cast a transfiguring spell and a jinx towards his door wherein it will turn into fine orange and teal glitter mixed with pink hearts as soon as Hirsch touches it from the inside.
When the deed was done, Jace bowed an apology from the shadows and moved stealthily back towards the lower floors to wait for Defense class, checking his watch along the way. Any minute now, Hirsch should be on his way to that class...hopefully, he's not running late today. The glitter should take a while to get rid off.
Another mission accomplished. Sorry Matt, he had to do this alone. Luckily for the Ravenclaw, Hirsch was too absorbed in what he was doing to pay much attention to what was going on with his door. Eyes cast downward and head in his hands, the man was currently trying to read a lengthy letter addressed to him about a certain male Prefect of his. A frown settled in as he took in the various complaints about Erik Jessup III along with a request for his immediate removal - or worse - and the signatures of all the students who agreed with them.
Sighing, he glanced down at his watch. There were only a few minutes left until the start of his next class, meaning that any chance of a talk with the Prefect would have to wait until later. The letter was rolled up and placed at the side of his desk before he got up, wand in hand, and headed over to his doo- BOOF!
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Glitter. It was raining glitter and hearts.
Hirsch blinked several times before wiping his glasses clean and staring at the teal, orange and pink pieces that rained down on him like confetti. Pieces that covered his hair and shoulders entirely, and some even managed to get stuck onto his clothes. And his response? To stare in horror because this was NOT the look he was going for. He had a class to teach and no one in their right mind was going to take a glittery, heart man seriously.
Swearing under his breath, the Defence professor glanced around the Seating Area to see if 1) the culprit was still lingering around and 2) if anyone, culprit or not, had seen the incident in the first place. The last thing he needed right now was another embarrassing nickname added onto the list that contained Hirschys Kisses.
Spotting neither, he glanced first at the empty doorframe and then at the mess on the floor that had been his door and sighed. The glitter really was going to take a while to get rid of.
Thanks, whoever you are.
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