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Always? And neither the man nor his husband sought to correct that? In a few years, the boy would be off in the real world and in the real world, behaving like a two year old when you were expected to be grown was certainly not tolerated. The Slytherin was only setting himself up for failure—not thinking, as the man had said to him twice already.
Once Curtis got into explaining, the Headmaster was starting to rethink some of his assessment of him. He would add irresponsible to the mix. Didn’t want to be early. Wanted to be on time? On time was late. Early was on time. But the man would pick his battles. One day, he wouldn’t be the one to employ him and he wouldn’t be the one to support him should he flunk out of all his jobs because of his rotten attitude and entitled outlook. Should his father wish to instruct him on the ways of the real world, he was free to but as it stood, the man had enough to nitpick and didn’t need more for the boy to backtalk him with.
That smile, the grin, he wasn’t buying it for a second. Mostly because this wasn’t his first rodeo. He’d been teaching for years. He had his own children. He used to be a teenager. Did he care? So long as the boy was never late to class again, no. Honestly he didn’t. It wasn’t his sincerity that the man required, it was his punctuality.
But it would seem the deadpan would be going nowhere any time soon.
“We really will have to start at the very basics, won’t we? Settle in, Piers. It looks like we’ll be here for a while.” Because of THAT apology. The apology that told him the boy still didn’t get it.
”A diagram, perhaps. It may help you follow along better as listening doesn’t appear to be your strong suit.” It was either his listening or his critical thinking skills. The Headmaster no longer cared to know which. They would simply start from scratch.
Malachi places a quill and parchment before the boy on the table then moved over to the chalkboard and gave it a tap with his wand. The question appeared Quote: - Why do people apologize for being late?
- What are they apologizing for?
- What aren’t they apologizing for?
He stepped back so the boy and his “sorry I didn’t have an earth shattering excuse”—as if THAT was what he was meant to be sorry for—could read it.
“Answer. I like lists. I’ll help you out under what they aren’t apologizing for, you can add “not having an earth shattering excuse”.”
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______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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