| Kneazle
Join Date: Jan 2007 Location: Rhode Island, USA
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Sloane W. Fordyce
First Year |  Cheesy Mac
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Originally Posted by Zoerawrr  "Sorry," Jake mumbled quickly. "Keep forgetting to say that bit."
Forgetting... neglecting... arguing with the fact that it should even be a title... All the same thing.
Then, Jake's face screwed up into an awkward expression. "Technically no," he said, hurrying through the word 'technically'. "See, the cat followed me. I like Gingersnapple... I really do. We went for a walk, and it's not like she didn't get the cat back..." Give or take a few fur changes. "And, well, she won't let me explain that I only turned her cat pink... because I thought she liked the colour. I mean, you have to agree she kinda puts that impression out, right? And that if I knew how to turn him back, I really would... maybe try to give her some advice," Maybe. Sorta.
No... no he really wouldn't now. Unless she, you know, threatened him or something. Which he didn't put past her.
At the next round of speech, Jake nodded his general agreement, looking towards the window slightly before thinking about anything. He didn't think the Bunbury thing was it... he'd dealt with some of that last year just fine. "Well..." he paused for a moment and looked back at MacShack. "A few things... well, a lot of things changed this summer. I'm living with a new foster mother now, and alot of my summer was constantly different. Added to that, when I got back here, Kazi told me because I skipped his detentions and claasss.... IIIII mean, forgot about them, that I have to do double the amount I had last term. And then he was all 'Would you like to make it sixteeeeen saturday detentions?' so I've kind of been dwelling on that," Jake took a breath and bit his lip as he looked straight into Mac's eye. "I wanna do gooder this year... I really don't wanna be like I was last year... that's all I think about now. It's soooo... distracting. And hard, at that." "Let me get this straight. You turned her cat... pink?! Like the color of your hair pink? Without her permission?" Professor Shackleton's eyes grew wider. Bunbury's anger hovered dangerously close to the surface on her best of days! Dying her cat pink sounded like just the thing to set her over the edge... "Mr. Upstead, though your intentions seemed to have been genuine, in that you thought she'd appreciate your cat makeover, you didn't ask her permission and that is probably what angered her most. With that said, her holding a grudge for a mistake this long is a bit unnecessary, especially considering the cat seems to be in complete health, despite its fur color. Perhaps I could talk to her and try to clear the air. Would that be alright with you?"
Hmm. That was going to be an interesting conversation. Conversing with Anastasia was like walking across hot coals - if you make it quick and efficient, you hardly notice the pain. Linger for too long... OUCH!
Foster parents? How didn't Macadrian already know this? She inquired gently, "And how is your new home? Do you like it well enough?" Macadrian wasn't familiar with what the foster system was like, but she hoped he was in a loving home. If not, well, her and Fabian's home was rather large... Although that might not be considered appropriate.
"As for Professor Kazimeriz, why did you miss his detentions in the first place? Actually, let me back up - what were the detentions for to begin with?" Quote:
Originally Posted by Leeness Varius knew the moment that Professor Shackleton suspected that his reluctance to carry on Runes because Lupa was a werewolf. She was thinking! He could tell! And anyone knows that when a lady such as Shackleton THINKS it means they are solving a puzzle right before their very eyes and and - SHE DOES NUMBERS! The biggest problems exist in numbers! She so knew. She sooooooooooo knew. He was panicking and his palms were getting all sweaty, he could feel the colour drain from his face as he watched her; WAITING for her to call him out on it.
Oh wait... she was going on about how she doesn't normally allow this kind of thing. Maybe she was just pondering whether or not she should let him quit the subject? Maybe she was going to? He always knew he liked Shackleton. She was always so good with things like this.
Or not.
Yep, his previous suspicions were right! She knew! This was bad, very bad, but how could he possibly recover from this with another lie AND still get taken out of Runes? He had to admit it.
"I can't say the desire is entirely mine, Professor," he didn't dare mention the reasons behind said desire out loud, not like she had, "It is my mother. She is very concerned with this whole... situation, and she does not want me in those classes. Nor do I really... not after that assembly. She owled me the other day too! Some Daily Prophet reporter had been interviewing her and let slip that the cage could have been tampered with! So we have two werewolves and a saboteur in the school... I... I would really just like to remove myself from Runes classes." "Ah, I see." Macadrian only had so much say before the parents' wishes took precedence. But Mac sincerely disagreed with this decision... "I understand your mother's concern, and yours, too. However, unless you plan to leave the school, I don't see why removing yourself from Ancient Runes will make you any safer. Professor Lupa never plans lessons near the full moon, nor would she ever again put anyone in danger like last term. Being in her classroom when she's in her human form is no more dangerous than if she wasn't a werewolf at all. Not to mention, that she is allowed outside of her office and classroom at any time, so not taking her class doesn't increase your safety, unless you plan to leave the castle and grounds.
"With that said, if you and your mother wish you to drop Ancient Runes, I will not stand in your way. But I'd like for you to think about what we've discussed before you make your decision. Think long and hard." Quote:
Originally Posted by MidnightSilver Ella grinned as she knocked at the door. The smell of the chocolate behind her back still hung in the air. Ah, she was a suck-up. Teehee. Well, she was only distributing chocolate to the one's she liked anyway. Fidgeting with her dress robes, she smiled at herself. Quote:
Originally Posted by kerryleanne Angelica knocked on the proffesors door, she had just seen her results from their first homework assignment and had a question to ask about it Hearing a double knock upon the door, Professor Shackleton-Clark called out, "Come in please! The door is open."
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