Originally Posted by Biochemkris (Post 8624255)

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl (Post 8634982)

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As you put down your fork and settle back into your seat at the end of the feast, you can't help but whip your head around at the sudden swoooooshing sound echoing through the Great Hall. What's that, a flock of owls? Dropping scrolls onto students' heads?

You happen to catch one of the pieces of parchment and lo and behold, it's a new version of the Quill! Yes indeed, your faithful student journalists and staff advisers have worked diligently over the summer to give you a wrap-up of Term 22's wet adventure and even coverage of a few saddening events from the summer.

Unfold the issue now, save it for a bit of bedtime reading back in the common room, or use it for fireplace tinder -- it's your choice. But savvy Hogwartians know reading is the key to success, after all, so we'd suggest absorbing every last drop of this superb student publication. ;)

- The Hogwarts Quill Staff

Click on the Owl Post image to read the latest issue, or click this link.









So basically, READ IT!

Originally Posted by fire_faerie (Post 8724273)

What is going on here?

Originally Posted by Zoerawrr (Post 8728226)

Noticing that there were three other students gathered around here, Jake approached the gargoyle thing, treading carefully. GUH! This would be so much harder with more people around and stuff. And one of them... wanted to take the headmaster off?

Well... tough.

Oh, grrrrr. Looked like he'd have to sneak in if the headmaster was taken away.

Speaking perfectly, Jake looked to the gargoyle and then around at the others, before looking at the gargoyle again. "I require a private audience with the headmaster," he said quietly, not stuttering or stammering at all, but ready to start faking them in case someone familiar came along. It would have been so much easier if the speech impediments stayed at times like these. But, alas, they did not.

If the Headmaster left with the older, extremely annoying bossy boy, Jake would just go straight up. Yup. Yup, he would.

What would he be talking to the Headmaster about as a cover? Well, Professor Bunbury and Kazimeriz, of course. If he could get the nosy old coot fired in the process of this (unlikely as it was) then that was just an added bonus. :evil:

As for Bunbury... something deep inside of him wanted her in trouble. Or something. It was a good job he could remember all that stuff, too.

Originally Posted by Zoerawrr (Post 8729962)

Extremely tempted to use crucio or to deliver a fatal blow of sorts, Jake lowered his wand. Though ruthless, he wasn't ready to kill. Bending down towards the boy, pushing the Gryffindor out of the way, Jake whispered a small, "Not yet," before straightening him up again.

Jake muttered a quick "Expelliarmus,"... and then... he blinked.

And looked around.

And blinked again.

"No way," he whispered again, dropping the wand and stepping backwards a few steps, before dropping to his knees and clutching his head.

Originally Posted by unicornkeeper07 (Post 8730972)

Something wicked comes this way.

Originally Posted by LilFox06 (Post 8730734)

what a mysterious occurrence :shifty:

Originally Posted by Zoerawrr (Post 8733501)

"Let me guess," Jake suddenly exclaimed, talking fluently and looking up at the heads of Slytherin and Hufflepuff houses. "A great jumble of numbers and letters to make the happiest alphabet in all the magical kingdom... ahhhhh, such tranquility," he sneered mockingly, tipping his chair onto its back legs and resting his feet on the desk.

Pssssshhh. Runes. These kids were better off in the real world. Lupa hadn't even recognised the stones he had shown her... passed them off as nothing. If they knew what was good for them, they would just leave the class right now.

Hmmm...

Not that Jake was complaining about her ignorance.

"Runes and Arithmancy are pointless," he sneered again, examining the finger nails on his right hand. "What use are they against... dark arts? Look at the professors... someone who can't tell a real set of runes when she looks at them, and someone who doesn't even know where her wand is."

Smirking, Jake held back a little laughed and then stopped. He blinked once... twice... and looked around himself. Wait... what?

But then, he blinked again... and stretched his arms out before placing his hands behind his head (a posture he had picked up from Lawson). "The relationship... both ridiculous."

Originally Posted by Zoerawrr (Post 8735479)

As Jake sat there, a third presence seemed to come over him, an angry kind that knew exactly what was going on and didn't like it one bit. This boy was his... HIS! Nobody else's.
For a moment, as the Jake-that-wasn't-Jake began to try and fight the spell, the boy looked up at Cope.

He was on The List.

Buuuuuuuut, then the warm and fuzzy feelings came back, and Jake was content to do whatever Copernicus told him once more.