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ArianaBlack · 01-04-2023, 05:29 AM

SPOILER!!: Maria & Jude

Jasper offered both Maria and Jude wide smiles, entirely moving past the long look the former had given him. Some people weren't as hype as he was, but that wasn't his problem at the end of the day. "Had a blast during the holiday. Played quidditch all summer long," he answered Maria's question first, before then turning to Jude. "It's nice to be back though. I always miss this place by the end of the summer."

"How 'bout you guys? Good summers?" He asked, stretching his arms out behind him.

SPOILER!!: Daniel

Again, Jasper was unfazed by looks given to him by his more sullen housemates. Besides, he was used to the way Daniel was after five years of sharing a dorm with him. The eye-roll was hardly anything of concern. His comment was made in jest anyway. It wasn't that deep, D.

So when Daniel actually confessed, Jasper was surprised. Talk about totally unexpected, whoa. "You can't stop thinking about the hug or you can't stop thinking about her?" Because there was a difference. He'd also be keen to know who he was thinking about, but that was a question for later. Didn't need to scare Daniel away. He already looked uncomfortable enough.

SPOILER!!: Headmaster's Speech

Quote:

Originally Posted by Wilber Winterbottom

"Fifty stone?" Wilber was distracted from his delightful punch line by a serious answer coming immediately to his left. The older man frowned in consideration, knuckling his glasses back into place and doing mental maths. Wait. No. Not fifty stone. Or, perhaps fifty stone? But not the right answer.

And to his right, a higher offer. Sixty stone! Fifty-five!? He breathed a sigh of relief when Celeste piped up. "Ahem, yes, precisely so. Enough to break the ice. Many thanks, my dear Professor Gert. I was growing concerned I should have to produce a polar bear to answer our question before much more time passed. Imagine how pleased the young people would be, though." He did imagine it, all the shiny bright faces at the appearance of a magnificent arctic beastie.

But, time and dinner waited for no man, and the social customs of this particular illustrious institution called for a speech! "Please excuse me, my dears. I must speak to the young people now." Wilber adjusted his robes as he rose, although they still fell slightly askew. "Young people! Good evening to you, and may I say that I am most gratified to be joining you for this celebration. I haven't been to a Sorting Feast in... well, it's been a few decades, admittedly. But we are here, starting this grand adventure of a year together, eyes fixed on the horizon and stalwart in our dedication to educational greatness. Your professors are gathered here on each side of me, eager to bring the joy of their expertise directly to your thirsty young minds. I envy you all this moment, for it will never come again."

He paused, considering. "Except, of course, it will come again, won't it? Each moment in these esteemed halls is a chance to start anew, so each new day is a fresh step on this educational journey. But there is not a feast each day, and the more I blather on about the excitement of things to come, the more your stomachs rumble despairingly. My lovely wife used to remind me..." Well, no, because that wasn't pertinent and because talking about dear Clove usually choked him up.

"Eat your fill, my dears, and welcome back to Hogwarts." Wilber began to sit before recalling a crucial part of speech-making that he had overlooked. "Ah, yes, and my name is Headmaster Wilber Winterbottom. You are all invited to my office at your leisure for more informal introductions. Now, truly... you must eat!"

Later when the sorting had all but reached its end and their new Headmaster took the reigns for the speech, Jasper was entirely ready to FEAST. His stomach had been on and off growling even despite the arsenal of snacks he had brought (and bought) on the train. Fast metabolism.

Despite the urgency of his hunger, he allowed the first years to have first pickings and instead, pulled a spare piece of parchment from his satchel to scribble a quick note for someone at the Slytherin table. Fortunately, Jasper Amir is a man of great patience, but seeing that most of the younger years had filled their plates, he took it as his cue to send his note off in the shape of a paper airplane and grab some food for himself too.

The food is what he missed the most. If he had to choose one thing.

01-04-2023, 05:29 AM	#20 (permalink)
ArianaBlack Forum Manager Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,710 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Third Year x10 x1	slight rearranging! doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo SPOILER!!: Maria & Jude Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch Massaging her ears from the booming voice of one Jasper Botros Maria gave the older boy a long look before she greeted him back. "Hi Jasper, good summer?" she wondered. Now could they hear the speech so they could eat? Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 [COLOR=#FE4164]“Hey, Jasper! How’s it going?” Kind of a dumb question since Jasper seemed upbeat, but it had been the first one that had popped out of Jude’s mouth. Jasper offered both Maria and Jude wide smiles, entirely moving past the long look the former had given him. Some people weren't as hype as he was, but that wasn't his problem at the end of the day. "Had a blast during the holiday. Played quidditch all summer long," he answered Maria's question first, before then turning to Jude. "It's nice to be back though. I always miss this place by the end of the summer." "How 'bout you guys? Good summers?" He asked, stretching his arms out behind him. SPOILER!!: Daniel Quote: Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi Daniel sat upright with a sigh and looked around to see that a bunch of new first years had joined them. One of which he vaguely recognized. Wasn't he from the Fox family? Or was? He remembered his parents discussing their situation at the dinner table and finding it 'complicated'. He didn't greet any of them though as Jasper distracted him by taking a seat next to him and he rolled his eyes in classic fashion. "Bold of you to assume it's about a girl" he said. It was true, which perplexed him even more because he wasn't the type to think about such nonsense. He considered approaching him for advice because everyone knew that Jasper was more popular than he was. The Hufflepuff paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts so that he could deliver the perfect message before he leaned in and held his hand in front of his mouth so that no one could overhear him. "...A girl hugged me on the train and now I can't stop thinking about it. I don't know what to do with this information.." Again, Jasper was unfazed by looks given to him by his more sullen housemates. Besides, he was used to the way Daniel was after five years of sharing a dorm with him. The eye-roll was hardly anything of concern. His comment was made in jest anyway. It wasn't that deep, D. So when Daniel actually confessed, Jasper was surprised. Talk about totally unexpected, whoa. *"You can't stop thinking about the hug or you can't stop thinking about her?"* Because there was a difference. He'd also be keen to know who he was thinking about, but that was a question for later. Didn't need to scare Daniel away. He already looked uncomfortable enough. SPOILER!!: Headmaster's Speech Quote: Originally Posted by Wilber Winterbottom "Fifty stone?" Wilber was distracted from his delightful punch line by a serious answer coming immediately to his left. The older man frowned in consideration, knuckling his glasses back into place and doing mental maths. Wait. No. Not fifty stone. Or, perhaps fifty stone? But not the right answer. And to his right, a higher offer. Sixty stone! Fifty-five!? He breathed a sigh of relief when Celeste piped up. "Ahem, yes, precisely so. Enough to break the ice. Many thanks, my dear Professor Gert. I was growing concerned I should have to produce a polar bear to answer our question before much more time passed. Imagine how pleased the young people would be, though." He did imagine it, all the shiny bright faces at the appearance of a magnificent arctic beastie. But, time and dinner waited for no man, and the social customs of this particular illustrious institution called for a speech! "Please excuse me, my dears. I must speak to the young people now." Wilber adjusted his robes as he rose, although they still fell slightly askew. "Young people! Good evening to you, and may I say that I am most gratified to be joining you for this celebration. I haven't been to a Sorting Feast in... well, it's been a few decades, admittedly. But we are here, starting this grand adventure of a year together, eyes fixed on the horizon and stalwart in our dedication to educational greatness. Your professors are gathered here on each side of me, eager to bring the joy of their expertise directly to your thirsty young minds. I envy you all this moment, for it will never come again." He paused, considering. "Except, of course, it will come again, won't it? Each moment in these esteemed halls is a chance to start anew, so each new day is a fresh step on this educational journey. But there is not a feast each day, and the more I blather on about the excitement of things to come, the more your stomachs rumble despairingly. My lovely wife used to remind me..." Well, no, because that wasn't pertinent and because talking about dear Clove usually choked him up. "Eat your fill, my dears, and welcome back to Hogwarts." Wilber began to sit before recalling a crucial part of speech-making that he had overlooked. "Ah, yes, and my name is Headmaster Wilber Winterbottom. You are all invited to my office at your leisure for more informal introductions. Now, truly... you must eat!" Later when the sorting had all but reached its end and their new Headmaster took the reigns for the speech, Jasper was entirely ready to FEAST. His stomach had been on and off growling even despite the arsenal of snacks he had brought (and bought) on the train. Fast metabolism. Despite the urgency of his hunger, he allowed the first years to have first pickings and instead, pulled a spare piece of parchment from his satchel to scribble a quick note for someone at the Slytherin table. Fortunately, Jasper Amir is a man of great patience, but seeing that most of the younger years had filled their plates, he took it as his cue to send his note off in the shape of a paper airplane and grab some food for himself too. The food is what he missed the most. If he had to choose one thing. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon! Last edited by ArianaBlack; 01-04-2023 at 07:37 PM. Reason: i can count