 Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll
Heath was so confused right now! Not only had his answer, which he thought was too far off the mark, received positive feedback, but now there was a mysterious dark-haired woman walking around the room. Uhh… was he seeing what he thought he saw? He did a double take, and as he did so, he remembered where he'd seen the woman before. She looked exactly like Rowena Ravenclaw! But… that wasn't possible. The real Rowena Ravenclaw had been dead for over a thousand years. How was she here?
A thought suddenly occurred to him. Was the lesson on Flamel a misdirect? Were they going to cover the Hogwarts founders instead? He couldn't think of any other reason why someone would turn up in the middle of class dressed as Rowena Ravenclaw. Ooh, were they going to put on a play about the founders? Maybe he'd get to play Gryffindor or Slytherin!
Heath's enthusiasm instantly deflated when he heard what the activity really was. Acting the part of a Hogwarts founder would've been right up his alley, but debating Nicholas Flamel's intentions… not so much. It already took every bit of courage he had to speak up in lessons at the best of times, and that was only reciting factual information. Just the thought of putting his own ideas out there to be challenged and picked apart in front of everyone terrified him! How could he even try to force himself to put that thought into practice? But how could he not? If he spoke up, he'd say the wrong thing and make an idiot of himself like usual! If he didn't, he'd probably get into trouble for lack of participation! There was no way he could win, was there?
Heath's self doubt drowned out everything his classmate said, making it nearly impossible to concentrate on the task. He tried to refocus his attention on Flamel. Why would he create the stone? Hmm… based on what he knew, it seemed that Flamel liked to help others. So maybe that was it? He created the philosopher's stone because he thought it would help people… Like maybe, he didn't like seeing people go through the pain of losing a loved one - or maybe even gone through it himself - and he thought if he could perfect a path to immortality, it would spare a lot of people a lot of heartache. At least, that's what Heath himself would've done if he'd been in Flamel's shoes.
Heath knew there was no way he'd be able to say all that was on his mind. The best he could hope for was to get any words out at all! He timidly raised his hand, propping his arm up with his free hand to stop himself from putting it back down before the professor could see it. "I-I agree that Flamel created the stone to help people," he managed to squeak out when it was his turn. He wasn't going to explain his reasoning unless he was asked. The more he thought about it, the more far-fetched his thoughts seemed, and the last thing he wanted was to have that pointed out in front of the whole class! He was just… gonna keep quiet now.
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led
If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |