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demented_death_eater · #1 (**permalink**) 08-31-2009, 03:06 AM

You knock on the door and hear a deep voice beckoning you inside. Once inside, you are greeted by various portraits of Quidditch greats of years' past and present. The largest of the portraits is that of the man sitting behind a massive mahogany desk - Professor Maximus O. Vindictus, a legend in his own right (and some would argue, mind). His blonde hair, twinkling blue eyes, and gleaming smile are unmistakable, and you realize you are in the presence of a professional athlete and celebrity who even managed to find the time to pursue university degrees as seen by the two large, framed diplomas that hang proudly on the wall. Looking around the room, you begin to notice overstuffed navy blue leather couches that flank the coffee table by the fire. Various Quidditch magazines and books lay on the coffee table, as does a bowl of chocolate frogs. On each side of the fireplace, are two trophy cases - the hardware inside gleaming after a good polishing.

The door to the office is closed and locked. You will need to knock and wait for Professor Vindictus to allow you inside.

AmbiguouslyMe · 09-19-2009, 07:27 PM

Tiberius approached the door nervously. He wanted to fly... but he was terrified of heights. He'd been thinking that it would probably be best to talk to the professor about it before showing up for flying lessons.

Raising a tiny fist, Tibi gave a rap or two on the door. He shifted in his school robes uncomfortably as he waited for a response.

demented_death_eater · 09-23-2009, 02:30 AM

Vindictus had snuck into his office through one of his secret entrances (he had another installed after the chaos of the previous term) and had just started to read the sports section in the Daily Prophet when he heard a knocking at the door. Too lazy to walk over to the door and open it, he flicked his wand and a loud clicking noise was heard. Then the door squeaked open.

"Come on in!" he called out and continued to read about the Cannons latest disaster on the Pitch.

AmbiguouslyMe · 09-23-2009, 02:35 AM

Tiberius peeked into his Head of House's office nervously. He was instantly intimidated.

"Um... hi," he said, wondering if he was disturbing the professor. "I was wondering if I could talk to you." Tibi was looking down at his feet so his hair fell in front of his face, and had stuffed his hands deep in his pockets.

"It's... it's about flying," he stammered, feeling a little embarrassed.

demented_death_eater · 09-23-2009, 02:38 AM

The portraits of the professor grinned and posed as the young Ravenclaw student peeked into the office, and the only sound was that of the newspaper rattling. "Sure! Have a seat," Vindictus exclaimed as he put the sports section down and motioned to an empty chair in front of his desk.

AmbiguouslyMe · 09-23-2009, 02:42 AM

Tiberius still hadn't gotten used to the fact that portraits around here moved, and so was taken aback by the display the many in the room were putting on.

Hopping up into the chair, legs dangling over the edge but not able to touch the floor, Tibi kept his eyes fixed somewhere around his knees. He was scared of a lot of things, that he knew, but it was also embarrassing. He wanted to fly. He just didn't know if he could make himself.

"Um.. well.. I'm not sure I'm ready for flying lessons." Tibi mumbled, sadly. Mushing his words together almost incomprehensibly, and quite softly, he confessed. "Imafraidofheights."

demented_death_eater · 09-23-2009, 02:49 AM

Max wanted to smile and laugh, but he kept a straight face. It was a serious matter and he didn't want to make young Tibi nervous. Not to mention, he had an annoying habit of memorizing the names and faces of all students who were sorted before they even left the Opening Feast. But the young Ravenclaw didn't need to know that. "Now, there's nothing to be ashamed about, Tiberius," he begain in a fatherly voice. "I've dealt with many students who are afraid of heights and want to know how to fly." He smiled. "We just have to approach the concept of flying differently, that's all."

AmbiguouslyMe · 09-23-2009, 11:46 AM

Many students? Tibi had imagined himself the only one that could possibly be this afraid of heights. He looked up at the professor and bit his bottom lip. "Really?" he asked almost sweetly. "You really think I'll be able to fly?"

Tibi considered how much he should tell. It was bad. Dropping his voice again, and examining his shoelaces for stray bits of lint, he continued. "I... well. Last summer? Mum took me on a plane for the first time and.. I panicked and.." No. Tibi would not tell the man he'd cried the entire time in the air. His mum had been horrified, the other passengers irritable, and Tibi hysterical. "...and well... wehadtotakethetrainbackhomeinstead."

Tibi figured that if he'd freaked out that much on a plane, were he couldn't fall out, how would he react to being on a broom, where he most certainly could?

Faerilicious · 09-27-2009, 01:44 PM

With swollen eyes and dirty clothes, Sabrina Evanstar finally made it to Professor Vindictus' office. It had been when she was curled up on the ground near the lake, crying, that she had decided she had to pay the head of her house a visit. Immidiately. He would help her, wouldn't he? He find the culprit and bring him to justice.

He had to! He was her head of house!

And she lost her mother's ring. It was no ordinary ring. It was her mother's family heirloom. And she lost it.

Rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand, Sabrina knocked on the door of Professor V's office and waited.

demented_death_eater · 09-29-2009, 01:35 AM

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Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe

Many students? Tibi had imagined himself the only one that could possibly be this afraid of heights. He looked up at the professor and bit his bottom lip. "Really?" he asked almost sweetly. "You really think I'll be able to fly?"

Tibi considered how much he should tell. It was bad. Dropping his voice again, and examining his shoelaces for stray bits of lint, he continued. "I... well. Last summer? Mum took me on a plane for the first time and.. I panicked and.." No. Tibi would not tell the man he'd cried the entire time in the air. His mum had been horrified, the other passengers irritable, and Tibi hysterical. "...and well... wehadtotakethetrainbackhomeinstead."

Tibi figured that if he'd freaked out that much on a plane, were he couldn't fall out, how would he react to being on a broom, where he most certainly could?

"If Plymouth Morgan can fly on a broomstick, then I'm one hundred percent sure that you'll be able to do the same," Vindictus grinned and he heard a knock on his door. "Anything's possible if you put your mind to it."

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Originally Posted by Faerilicious

With swollen eyes and dirty clothes, Sabrina Evanstar finally made it to Professor Vindictus' office. It had been when she was curled up on the ground near the lake, crying, that she had decided she had to pay the head of her house a visit. Immidiately. He would help her, wouldn't he? He find the culprit and bring him to justice.

He had to! He was her head of house!

And she lost her mother's ring. It was no ordinary ring. It was her mother's family heirloom. And she lost it.

Rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand, Sabrina knocked on the door of Professor V's office and waited.

"COME ON IN!" he called out and leaned back in his chair.

AmbiguouslyMe · 09-29-2009, 03:14 AM

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Originally Posted by demented_death_eater

"If Plymouth Morgan can fly on a broomstick, then I'm one hundred percent sure that you'll be able to do the same," Vindictus grinned and he heard a knock on his door. "Anything's possible if you put your mind to it."

Tibi wanted to believe him... really. But the knot that showed up every time he thought about flying was getting bigger and bigger every time. But, now other people were showing up and Tibi certainly didn't want to be embarrassed in front of more than just the professor.

"Um, Professor," Tibi whispered quietly before the new person came in, "are there any.. um.. tips or things I can think about before the first lesson? I.. um... don't want to embarrass myself." Tibi's eyes grew wide, pleading.

demented_death_eater · 09-29-2009, 03:26 AM

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Originally Posted by AmbiguouslyMe

Tibi wanted to believe him... really. But the knot that showed up every time he thought about flying was getting bigger and bigger every time. But, now other people were showing up and Tibi certainly didn't want to be embarrassed in front of more than just the professor.

"Um, Professor," Tibi whispered quietly before the new person came in, "are there any.. um.. tips or things I can think about before the first lesson? I.. um... don't want to embarrass myself." Tibi's eyes grew wide, pleading.

"We always start off slow and it isn't uncommon to see other students hovering less than a foot above the ground," Vindictus answered and wondered why whoever knocked on the door didn't enter.

Faerilicious · 09-29-2009, 09:41 AM

Sabrina took a moment to hold back her tears. He didn't need to see her crying. NOBODY saw her crying. Not until recently anyways. When the blonde was sure that she could handle not crying for the next couple of minutes, Sabrina opened the door and stepped into the office.

"Somebody stole my RING!" Sabrina cried the moment she stepped in, tears pooling into her eyes. "I was in the maze and this person shows up wearing stockings on his head and he RIPPED the chain on which I wore the ring off my neck and ran!"

SOB! HER MOTHER'S RIIING!

"It was my mother's ring, professor." Sob. "My mother's family heirloom AND HE STOLE IT!"

Mugglemad · 10-14-2009, 09:39 PM

Victoria walked up to the office door, she had to ask her head of house about going to her aunt's wedding in Italy.

demented_death_eater · 11-09-2009, 03:39 AM

It had been a long day of running Quidditch and Vindictus returned to his office after cleaning up. He had some last minute paperwork that he needed to take care of when he saw two Ravenclaws waiting in front of his locked office door. "What can I help you with?" he asked as he unlocked the door. While waiting for the girls to reply, he held the door open for them.