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"Dont apoligize!" Thump said shocked to the slytherin girl "dont feel bad for telling how you feel, Freedom of Expression remember" Thump said smartly referring to one of AMMZ quotes from class. |
Professor Opteryx chuckled warmly at both of the students. "Don't worry--I doubt Professor ZiZhen will do a repeat performance of today's class. I'm sure she's glad you believe in her usual teaching methods," he added, nodding to Andi before gesturing to a plate of cookies on her desk. "Cookie? It would be a shame to waste them all, they're prefectly fine." |
"Thank you but no." She said to Professor Opteryx. "I'm on a strict diet." She informed him. "I don't exercise nearly as much as I use to, and will blimp out if I get in the habit of eating junk food." It sounded ridiculus comming from a second year, but it was the truth. Her body was use to far more exercise than she was getting at Hogwarts. At home she had multiple dance classes each day. Two at least, on the slow days. On top of that there was practicing. |
Taking a cookie,not the least bit concerned with his wieght,and from watching Professor "Op" eat them not worried about them being poisoned So what if i dont dance or play sports anymore ill be fine and taking a huge bite out of it he said still slighty upset at AMMZ inital cold reaction to his concern said "Yumm,just lovely" |
Sighing heavily, Rosalie squeezed her eyes shut for a moment before opening them, and fixing her glance on the woman behind the desk, who had been silent since last she as addressed the second year in her office. "Sorry Professor, I'm acting like a child today. I suppose I'm tired. I'm glad that your charade of being so cheery is over, and to have the much feared Andi Mao-Macdougal back. "I only live strongly by the motto that it is better to be hated for who you are, than to be loved for who you are not. At least that way you are being yourself. People are going to hate you no matter who you are." Rosalie rambled. "But if that's all, I have a friend waiting for me. So may I be excused?" She wanted to know, now meeting her black eyes with her own pare of chocolate ones. |
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She nodded, and pushed the plate of cookies towards Op. "Here, you can have the rest if you want. Go hand them out to your class or something." |
"Goodbye" Thump said taking another cookie off the plate and sticking his tounge out at the Professor and leaving "glad to hear you will be returning to your normal self next class,ive just been dying to get back to "The real world. Tata" and he walked out of the class singing " Tralala" |
Nodding her head, Rosalie bit her lip to keep from speaking some more. Silently she turned towards the door, stopping with her hand on the door frame. "Again, I'm sorry Professor. I was out of hand." She admitted, eyes focused on the ground in front of herself. "Good Bye Professors." She concluded, and left the office. |
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With one hand balancing the plate of cookies and the other tipping his deerstalker hat at Andi as a farewell gesture, Opteryx left, closing the door behind him. |
Tia nearly bumped into Thump as the door opened. She raised her eybrow, looking inquiringly at him, feeling rather worried about Professor Mao-macdougal. However dangerous she might get, she was Tia's favourite Professor, after all, and she could not bear to think of a cheery Andi Mao-Macdougal. That would be too dangerous, even for her. She leaned forward and knocked at the door, hoping that she was not responded by maniac laughter and wondering whether or not the Professor had discarded off her new personality. She had to praise the Professor's ability to attain new heights of horror everyday - As if that was ever humanely possible. |
"Come in," snapped Andi, after just having sent Opteryx out with the cookies. She had just begun to brew some tea and the room was steamy sweet the the scent of it. |
"I am," Tia snapped, louder than she had intended to. Oops - She hadn't meant the Professor to hear that tone. She came in, a stiff smile on her face as she breathed in the sweet scent lingering all around the office. "The new personality didn't suit you at all, Professor," she said politely. One look at the Professor's had told her that she had already done away with it. "Didn't you realize we all like you the way you are, Professor?" she asked, one eyrbow raised. |
"Oh really? I wasn't aware, but then again, I didn't really care either way." She glanced at Tia. Of course no one realised that it was a joke, on Opteryx mainly. After all, she didn't do joking. Andi's lips twitched. She probably wasn't going to get the shocked faces out of her memory for a long time. Her eyes focused properly on the girl, and she noticed that this student looked a lot like the other people who had bothered her repeatedly to: notice her, give points to Gryffindor and to help her breathe. "You again, Ms. Roy? Dear me. I only notice the good, the bad and the irritating. Probably not a good sign that I recognize you then. You do realize this isn't your home away from home?" |
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"This is my home, Professor," she said slowly. "I don't have any other home to be away from, might I add that," she said, without the least trace of sadness. Who cared if she didn't have a place to live, despite both her parents living? She didn't, and she hated when anyone tried to sympathise with her. "It's your home too," she added. "I bet you are more attched to this place then you care to admit, Professor," she said quietly. |
Andi's face twitched a little at the constipated (sentimental?) expression on the girl's face. "I'm sorry," she said, trying not to smile. "I wasn't talking about Hogwarts. I was talking about my office. Which, yes, come to think of that, I am rather attached to. I can't stand dirt and debris in it." |
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"Oh, not particularly," said Andi airily as she studied the girl with a raised eyebrow, not entirely understanding what the girl wanted. She had been in this room many times before, often for trivial reasons. "I have quite a bit of work to do, so I don't like people randomly visiting unless they have a good reason. Which leads us to, what exactly do you want, Ms. Ray? I have something rather important to research." |
"I just wanted to say that -" Tia stopped and shrugged suddenly. "That we all like you the way you are. I'm sure none of us want you to try to be sweeter, even if it is to horrify us," she said, not sure where this was going. She had just wanted to know why the Professor was struggling to attain better - or worse - levels of terror everyday. |
Andi sighed, and rolled her eyes to the heavens. She had been through this before. "Yes, thank you, Ms. Roy," she said. "Very kind of you, I'm sure. Several people have told me this. Much obliged to them of course. Yes, I am aware of those who rather approved of the change, but what the hell. Is that all? Well then, thank you and good day to you." Obviously she expected the girl to go out immediately. Her hand was inching towards the book on her desk already. |
"My name is Miss Ray, not Roy, Professor," Tia said pointedly, refusing to budge, as if rooted to the spot. She did not speak again but just stood there, waiting for the Professor to answer. She didn't really care whether the Professor pronoucned her last name correctly or not, but still, it was best to get it right. And, besides, she didn't have any particular fondness for the name "Roy." |
"Oh right, that," said Andi, settling down behind her desk. "Well, anyway, thank you Ms. Ray, and good day to you." She paused a moment, and then looked up, raising an eyebrow. "The door is over there. Navigate left, turn slightly right, take hold of knob, twist it, step out and there you go. Simple." |
For some odd reason, Tia still did not budge. "I know where the door is, thank you Professor," she said politely, her arms folded across her chest as she looked at Professor Mao-Macdougal, still rooted to the spot. She should have navigated left, turned slightly right, taken hold of the knob, twisted it, stepped out and gone by now, but she did not. |
"Then, might I inquire why you are still in my office?" asked Andi, as her bored expression gave way to a slightly irritated one. Her sensitive fingers played with the quill, and magical static sizzled a little as the sections of the feather curved to her hand. |
Tia did not answer for a minute. "Why do you hate everyone so much, Professor?" she asked. Her voice came out quite steady, but there seemed to be an eerie touch to it. There was a dazed look in her eyes. "Why?" she repeated. There was something definitely wrong with her. |
Andi rolled her eyes. Really, maybe it was time to get a sign. Something that read: Yes, I hate you. No, there's nothing you can do about it. For a moment, the hypocrisy of it angered her. Okay, yeah, you can't be all cheery and things because that scares me; just be yourself except you're not allowed to be mean to me. Yeah. "We've been through this, Ms. Ray," she said impatiently. "I don't hate everyone. I just don't really like people." |
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