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Stefan · 04-18-2023, 08:07 AM

SPOILER!!: Matt and his Meriwether dramatic gene

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Originally Posted by Hey Ju

Right, so HOW LONG had it been since Matt had last seen his mate Jace? Years? ACTUAL years. DECADES, maybe. It certainly felt that way.

Needless to say the Auror was ~~- drama mode: on - shook to the CORE~~ very much surprised when he got a letter from his former yearmate from Hoggy Warty Hogwarts. And MERLIN, had Matt tried to keep in touch properly. Alas, he was dealing with someone from a very peculiar culture and Matt had convinced himself Jace was simply a weirdo who didn't want deep friendships.

THEN AGAIN, it was all very strange because that wasn't really the Jace he knew from school. Weird, all very weird. Matt had wondered if it had anything to do with his job, but STILL, if anyone could use their job as an excuse to avoid friendships was Matt himself, and yet here he was, being a normal human being willing to make connections.

ANYHOW.

As previously mentioned, Matt was ~~SHOOK TO HIS CORE~~ surprised when he received the letter saying Jace was willing to meet up in Diagon Alley. Wow. And he meant WOW. The aUdAcItY. Then again, Matt was a forgiving bloke and he was willing to see what the HECK had happened and why Jace had gone all WEIRD for ALL those YEARS.

DECADES, perhaps. Who really knew anymore?

~~DRAMA LAMMA.~~

LOOK. It was him. The man himself. Sitting there at Ollivanders, just chilling ~~as usual~~.

The former Gryffindor marched into the shop and stood there, fists on hips, feet shoulder-width apart, like a super hero, eyes upon his fRiEnD. He opened his mouth to say something when he spotted him. The other him. The... kid himself(?).

Whoa. Whoa.

Whoooooooaaaaaaaaa.

It was like Matt was momentarily transported to the past. Their first year, more specifically. Mini-Jace was standing there, waiting for his turn to get a wand.

Holy moly.

Closing his mouth, the Auror ~~completely ignored his mate~~ turned and put one knee down on the floor to get more level with the ~~tiny person~~ child.

He looked into the kiddo's eyes for a moment and, honestly, that made him quite emotional.

He let out a sort chuckle before shaking his head and looking up at his friend. "Mate..." Matt finally said, getting up and holding his hand out for Jace. Not waiting for all the politey-arm's-length-politeness of the former Ravenclaw, he pulled his ~~LONG-LOST~~ bro in for a hug. "Well done." He added, giving him hearty taps on his back.

Both father and son were enjoying their shared comfortable silence, watching the other children get matched when all of a sudden, Matt burst through the doors of Ollivander's in his true, loud, dramatic Meriwether fashion. Jace almost choked on his tea when this happened, but he quickly placed his teacup and saucer down, propping both hands on his seat's armrest, ready to tackle him if necessary. However... surprisingly, that wasn't the case. Without a word, Matt had completely ignored him, which was totally understandable, but he couldn't help but be on edge as the Auror approached his son, who, at this point was petrified, shocked by the sudden appearance of this rather strange man.

While Jace's mind raced, he stood up and opened his mouth ready to give his own apology about the lack of owl replies, the absence of critical updates... even the existence of the child before him. Certainly, as an Auror, Matt would've pieced together something serious that was going on from the limited owls he had sent him over the past decade and a year, but Jace knew he ultimately, although unintentionally, hurt his friendship with his best mate. He was ready to make amends, even if they were not in the best place to do so. "Matt, I--" but before he could even start, he was pulled into a hug that he didn't know he needed. Jace didn't realize the weight he'd been carrying all these years, but he slowly found release with the fact that he no longer has to hide things.

Petrified probably was probably the right word to describe Yoji at the moment, considering that he'd planned on putting his best behaviour forward as soon as his dad's best mate arrived. However, the way this strange man entered the establishment was nothing he'd seen in Japan, and this was all very, very shocking. He nervously eyed him, his dad, and the store owner who was busy matching and selling wands, but he didn't seem to be bothered at all. Like... this was the norm. What was it that his dad always told him about this particular crowd?

There are all sorts of people in the West...

Eyes big as saucers now, Yoji watched in fear as the strange man knelt before him and stared as if he was trying to get into his head. He blinked, his throat dry from the sudden shift of energy in the air. Yoji's mind suddenly went blank, completely forgetting everything, including his basic manners. When the man turned to his dad and gave him a hug, the 11-year-old almost jumped out of his seat, realizing who it was. It was THE Uncle Matt! He straightened out his shirt, feet together, his arms stuck to his sides, and gave his most respectable bow. "O-Ohayo, Matthew-san." Yoji could feel the blood rise to his cheeks in embarrassment, as he failed to realize who this man was!

04-18-2023, 08:07 AM	#5 (permalink)
Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy SPOILER!!: Matt and his Meriwether dramatic gene Quote: Originally Posted by Hey Ju Right, so HOW LONG had it been since Matt had last seen his mate Jace? Years? ACTUAL years. DECADES, maybe. It certainly felt that way. Needless to say the Auror was ~~- drama mode: on - shook to the CORE~~ very much surprised when he got a letter from his former yearmate from Hoggy Warty Hogwarts. And MERLIN, had Matt tried to keep in touch properly. Alas, he was dealing with someone from a very peculiar culture and Matt had convinced himself Jace was simply a weirdo who didn't want deep friendships. THEN AGAIN, it was all very strange because that wasn't really the Jace he knew from school. Weird, all very weird. Matt had wondered if it had anything to do with his job, but STILL, if anyone could use their job as an excuse to avoid friendships was Matt himself, and yet here he was, being a normal human being willing to make connections. ANYHOW. As previously mentioned, Matt was ~~SHOOK TO HIS CORE~~ surprised when he received the letter saying Jace was willing to meet up in Diagon Alley. Wow. And he meant WOW. The aUdAcItY. Then again, Matt was a forgiving bloke and he was willing to see what the HECK had happened and why Jace had gone all WEIRD for ALL those YEARS. DECADES, perhaps. Who really knew anymore? ~~DRAMA LAMMA.~~ LOOK. It was him. The man himself. Sitting there at Ollivanders, just chilling ~~as usual~~. The former Gryffindor marched into the shop and stood there, fists on hips, feet shoulder-width apart, like a super hero, eyes upon his fRiEnD. He opened his mouth to say something when he spotted him. The other him. The... kid himself(?). Whoa. Whoa. Whoooooooaaaaaaaaa. It was like Matt was momentarily transported to the past. Their first year, more specifically. Mini-Jace was standing there, waiting for his turn to get a wand. Holy moly. Closing his mouth, the Auror ~~completely ignored his mate~~ turned and put one knee down on the floor to get more level with the ~~tiny person~~ child. He looked into the kiddo's eyes for a moment and, honestly, that made him quite emotional. He let out a sort chuckle before shaking his head and looking up at his friend. "Mate..." Matt finally said, getting up and holding his hand out for Jace. Not waiting for all the politey-arm's-length-politeness of the former Ravenclaw, he pulled his ~~LONG-LOST~~ bro in for a hug. "Well done." He added, giving him hearty taps on his back. Both father and son were enjoying their shared comfortable silence, watching the other children get matched when all of a sudden, Matt burst through the doors of Ollivander's in his true, loud, dramatic Meriwether fashion. Jace almost choked on his tea when this happened, but he quickly placed his teacup and saucer down, propping both hands on his seat's armrest, ready to tackle him if necessary. However... surprisingly, that wasn't the case. Without a word, Matt had completely ignored him, which was totally understandable, but he couldn't help but be on edge as the Auror approached his son, who, at this point was petrified, shocked by the sudden appearance of this rather strange man. While Jace's mind raced, he stood up and opened his mouth ready to give his own apology about the lack of owl replies, the absence of critical updates... even the existence of the child before him. Certainly, as an Auror, Matt would've pieced together something serious that was going on from the limited owls he had sent him over the past decade and a year, but Jace knew he ultimately, although unintentionally, hurt his friendship with his best mate. He was ready to make amends, even if they were not in the best place to do so. "Matt, I--" but before he could even start, he was pulled into a hug that he didn't know he needed. Jace didn't realize the weight he'd been carrying all these years, but he slowly found release with the fact that he no longer has to hide things. Petrified probably was probably the right word to describe Yoji at the moment, considering that he'd planned on putting his best behaviour forward as soon as his dad's best mate arrived. However, the way this strange man entered the establishment was nothing he'd seen in Japan, and this was all very, very shocking. He nervously eyed him, his dad, and the store owner who was busy matching and selling wands, but he didn't seem to be bothered at all. Like... this was the norm. What was it that his dad always told him about this particular crowd? There are all sorts of people in the West... Eyes big as saucers now, Yoji watched in fear as the strange man knelt before him and stared as if he was trying to get into his head. He blinked, his throat dry from the sudden shift of energy in the air. Yoji's mind suddenly went blank, completely forgetting everything, including his basic manners. When the man turned to his dad and gave him a hug, the 11-year-old almost jumped out of his seat, realizing who it was. It was THE Uncle Matt! He straightened out his shirt, feet together, his arms stuck to his sides, and gave his most respectable bow. "O-Ohayo, Matthew-san." Yoji could feel the blood rise to his cheeks in embarrassment, as he failed to realize who this man was! __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.