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hermionesclone · #1 (**permalink**) 12-31-2015, 09:00 PM

If offices were meant to show the essence of someone's personality than boy oh boy, did this room show what Roderik Hirsch was like. Everything was sleek, from the orange tables to the seats and even to the teal coloured desks. There was a certain gleam to everything, as if it had been well polished in advance.

Upon entering the room, the first thing you see is the desk sitting towards the middle of the room. Sitting upon the desk are a number of things: pieces of parchment, quills, ink, your everyday mundane wizarding equipment. What wasn't mundane was the picture of the Hirscch family gathered together at their most recent holiday, where everyone had been forced to wear ugly jumpers. (Thanks Ma)

The one thing the office seems to be in abundance of are chest of drawers. They seem to be everywhere from along a side of a wall to behind the desk and underneath the desk itself. There are also a few Defence books stacked up along the shelves on the left side of the room. Ask nicely, and you might get to borrow some. Might.

Hirsch himself can usually be found sitting behind the desk with his feet propped up onto the desk and shuffling through some piece of parchment or another.

Please make sure you've posted in the Seating Area first and have been told that you can enter, either by Hirsch or by me.

Callie · 01-08-2017, 03:12 AM

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Originally Posted by hermionesclone

Calling a student in to meet him on the very first day of term probably wasn't the best plan of action but Hirsch wasn't exactly feeling patient. Could this wait for another day? Probably. But he also didn't want to risk it getting worse, if it had the potential to.

Besides, the man also had a question. A question in the form of a certain gift the young Ravenclaw had given to him during the Opening Feast. One that was, actually, sitting on his desk this very minute. He picked it up and carefully examined it for the umpteenth time. No new feature or hidden message sprang out at him. It was just a tube filled with some soft, squashy balls.

Confused? Hirsch certainly was.

At the sound of the knock, the man placed the tube down on the table and looked up at the door. "Come in!" If this was someone other than Hadley Denaker then he had some explaining to do.

OOC: CALLIEEEEE

You're welcome to post in the office thread now!

It was a tad bit disappointing that Hirsch didn't come open the door himself. That would have beautifully served Hadley's idea. But it wasn't that big of a deal honestly. Hand still on her own tube in the pocket of her robes, the fifteen year old opened the door, shut it behind her and plopped down in one of the chairs in front of the Hirsch's desk. "Sir Knight." Hadley bowed her head slightly, a small smile itching to form at the corners of her mouth.

She noted the Professor's own tube on his desk and before Hirsch had a chance to ask the question burning inside him, Hadley pounced. In a flash she pulled hers from her pocket, brought it to her lips and quickly took aim at her Head of House's forehead. She blew, hard, into the small tube. With a small POOM!, one of the foam balls shot from the tube, flying directly at Hirsch's forehead.

Hadley's smile grew wide, filled with mischief and amusement. "Constant vigilance, Sir," she reminded him. Did Hirsch get what the gift was now? Hads lowered her tube to her lap, but didn't put it away, just in case Hirsch wanted to retaliate. She leaned back in the chair, carefree. "You wanted to see me?"

Shanners · 01-09-2017, 02:14 AM

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Originally Posted by hermionesclone

Unlike Rooney, Hirsch hadn't skipped breakfast. Nothing said good morning quite like an early morning workout followed, not immediately, by a good, hearty breakfast of bacon, eggs and sausages. Maybe this was why the man looked happier than he usually did.

Hands dug deep in his pockets, the Defence Professor walked back to his office, his mind drifting off to thoughts of lesson plans, a letter he needed to write and maybe, a little later, the best place he could get some coff-

..........

What in the name of?

"....... Rooney?!"

All thoughts about coffee and a visit to the Bistro left as he just looked at his Prefect. In fact, the pacing student looked like he needed a visit to the Bistro more than he did. What was causing the pacing? He had no idea but somewhere, in the most ridiculous part of his brain, he couldn't help but wonder if someone was trying to demolish the common room as a way of protesting the start of the school year.

See? Ridiculous.

He shook the thought away and moved towards the door instead. "Come in," he said, opening it up for the young Ravenclaw.

OOC: SHANNERAMA

Feel free to post in the office thread!

Mid-pace and Rooney was joined but his Head of House. With a loud sigh he turned on his heels and followed suit through the door, pushing his hair back once inside. "Sir, this is serious, okay?" And he wasn't able to cope if someone laughed at him or made light of the situation. Especially if he wasn't able to get the answers that he wanted. Rooney wasn't ready to sit down yet, and so he continued to walk his frustrations out around the office. At some moments, he even paused to consider kicking out at a nearby object or wall, but went against it completely. He had too much respect for the Professor to do that.

But the anger was there and so was the upset.

"I'm assuming that you saw my grades, right?"

hermionesclone · 01-14-2017, 04:02 AM

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Originally Posted by Callie

It was a tad bit disappointing that Hirsch didn't come open the door himself. That would have beautifully served Hadley's idea. But it wasn't that big of a deal honestly. Hand still on her own tube in the pocket of her robes, the fifteen year old opened the door, shut it behind her and plopped down in one of the chairs in front of the Hirsch's desk. "Sir Knight." Hadley bowed her head slightly, a small smile itching to form at the corners of her mouth.

She noted the Professor's own tube on his desk and before Hirsch had a chance to ask the question burning inside him, Hadley pounced. In a flash she pulled hers from her pocket, brought it to her lips and quickly took aim at her Head of House's forehead. She blew, hard, into the small tube. With a small POOM!, one of the foam balls shot from the tube, flying directly at Hirsch's forehead.

Hadley's smile grew wide, filled with mischief and amusement. "Constant vigilance, Sir," she reminded him. Did Hirsch get what the gift was now? Hads lowered her tube to her lap, but didn't put it away, just in case Hirsch wanted to retaliate. She leaned back in the chair, carefree. "You wanted to see me?"

Was he glad that the guest had been the one he was hoping would turn up? Yes, he was. He had some questions, see, about the very piece of instrument that lay on his desk. He doubted whether the girl could actually think about destroying him using a toy - and it would be a poor method of destruction. Just saying. But he didn't exactly trust it either.

And then Haddie showed him why.

His reaction was instantaneous: one minute Hirsch was sitting at his desk in a calm manner and the next, he had ducked his head sideways, doing a small wave of his body as he let the ball zoom past his head and hit the wall behind him. All of this was done in a very quick motion, as if the movement had been programmed into him for this kind of situation.

"Constant vigilance, indeed," he said, sitting back up properly and adjusting his glasses as he did so. "So that's what this thing does!" Once again, he picked up the toy and glanced at it with more interest than he did so before. Huh. She'd given him a toy? Why? Had he ever mentioned wanting one? Or was this some sort of prank from the girl? "So this gift...." How should he pose this question? "You're not pranking me, are you?"

The next statement from the young Ravenclaw was enough to remind Hirsch why he'd asked to see her here. The toy was placed down and he tried o look as casual and carefree as she was looking right now. A hard task, mind you. "I wanted to know how you're doing."

Anticlimactic? It was.

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Originally Posted by Shanners

Mid-pace and Rooney was joined but his Head of House. With a loud sigh he turned on his heels and followed suit through the door, pushing his hair back once inside. "Sir, this is serious, okay?" And he wasn't able to cope if someone laughed at him or made light of the situation. Especially if he wasn't able to get the answers that he wanted. Rooney wasn't ready to sit down yet, and so he continued to walk his frustrations out around the office. At some moments, he even paused to consider kicking out at a nearby object or wall, but went against it completely. He had too much respect for the Professor to do that.

But the anger was there and so was the upset.

"I'm assuming that you saw my grades, right?"

................

Er.

Hirsch, who had been on his way to taking a seat by his desk, found himself turning around midway and shooting the Prefect a confused look. Take it seriously? Why wouldn't he? The boy was clearly distressed and surely it was his job to care for him? Being his Head of House and all. "Yes, of course I will...." he said slowly.

If this had anything to do with girl problems, Hirsch was going to become very confused and uncomfortable.

Seat? He should go and take his own. Rooney can...... walk out whatever it was he was feeling.

Grades? Oh, he should've seen this coming. "Yes, I have." It wasn't long before he found himself on his feet again and rummaging in one of the many, many drawers. None of them had labels on them but they seemed to make sense to Hirsch, who had found the right drawer and the right folder to pull out. Rooney's folder, actually.

Returning to his seat, the man started rummaging through the file until he came towards...... aha! "Your grades," In case the boy had been watching. Green eyes scanned the list quickly before he let out a low whistle. "Rooney, these are some exceptional grades! Nine O's and three E's? I'd be surprised if you weren't jumping for joy at that." His eyes lingered on the O next to a particular subject that made him smile the widest. A smile that was shot at Rooney when he looked up at the Prefect again. "I have to say, I'm very proud of you. Especially with your grade in my subject."

Erindipity · 01-14-2017, 07:04 PM

Dora pushed the door open once invited in. Peeking her head around the door, the blonde smiled crookedly at the man. "Professah! I was wondering if I could have a few moments of your time."

Not that she was ACTUALLY giving the man an option... as she walked in and started peering at all of his things. Maybe she would touch it all again. Hehe.

Shanners · 01-15-2017, 10:19 PM

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................

Er.

Hirsch, who had been on his way to taking a seat by his desk, found himself turning around midway and shooting the Prefect a confused look. Take it seriously? Why wouldn't he? The boy was clearly distressed and surely it was his job to care for him? Being his Head of House and all. "Yes, of course I will...." he said slowly.

If this had anything to do with girl problems, Hirsch was going to become very confused and uncomfortable.

Seat? He should go and take his own. Rooney can...... walk out whatever it was he was feeling.

Grades? Oh, he should've seen this coming. "Yes, I have." It wasn't long before he found himself on his feet again and rummaging in one of the many, many drawers. None of them had labels on them but they seemed to make sense to Hirsch, who had found the right drawer and the right folder to pull out. Rooney's folder, actually.

Returning to his seat, the man started rummaging through the file until he came towards...... aha! "Your grades," In case the boy had been watching. Green eyes scanned the list quickly before he let out a low whistle. "Rooney, these are some exceptional grades! Nine O's and three E's? I'd be surprised if you weren't jumping for joy at that." His eyes lingered on the O next to a particular subject that made him smile the widest. A smile that was shot at Rooney when he looked up at the Prefect again. "I have to say, I'm very proud of you. Especially with your grade in my subject."

As he span to kick the back of his own foot, Rooney huffffffffed. "I know, I know, it's AWFUL. -- Wait, what?" What had the man had for breakfast if the thought this was so wonderful. How was he Head of Ravenclaw House if he could not SEE that this was absolutely dreadful news in the history of bad news. He was infuriated by the reaction of the one person he thought might have tutted just a little bit at him. "SIR." He sighed, stomping to the desk and finally taking a seat. "I worked for five years to get an Outstanding grade in all of my subjects. I worked every day for all of those years to miss out on it in THREE subjects, Sir."

Three. Three horrible subjects that he couldn't bring himself to love as much as he once had.

"Charms was my best subject until my grades came in, Professor Hirsch. I though that maybe I would go to University to study Charms, while I waited for the right time to attend WADA. But NOW -- well now I have no way to do that, do I? I'm not outstanding at it, I just exceed some expectations here and there." And he had so wanted to be outstanding. It had been his lifes dream. And here was his Head of House telling him just how proud he was of the grade in the subject he taught. Of course he was, because it reflected well on him. But not on Rooney. On Rooney it meant that he was somehow better at Defence Against the Dark Arts than he was Charms.

With another sigh, Rooney's shoulders deflated and he looked down at his lap. "I thought I was great, Sir. I was smart. And I let myself get distracted... Andmyfatherisgettingoutofprison."

Callie · 01-16-2017, 11:23 PM

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Originally Posted by hermionesclone

Was he glad that the guest had been the one he was hoping would turn up? Yes, he was. He had some questions, see, about the very piece of instrument that lay on his desk. He doubted whether the girl could actually think about destroying him using a toy - and it would be a poor method of destruction. Just saying. But he didn't exactly trust it either.

And then Haddie showed him why.

His reaction was instantaneous: one minute Hirsch was sitting at his desk in a calm manner and the next, he had ducked his head sideways, doing a small wave of his body as he let the ball zoom past his head and hit the wall behind him. All of this was done in a very quick motion, as if the movement had been programmed into him for this kind of situation.

"Constant vigilance, indeed," he said, sitting back up properly and adjusting his glasses as he did so. "So that's what this thing does!" Once again, he picked up the toy and glanced at it with more interest than he did so before. Huh. She'd given him a toy? Why? Had he ever mentioned wanting one? Or was this some sort of prank from the girl? "So this gift...." How should he pose this question? "You're not pranking me, are you?"

The next statement from the young Ravenclaw was enough to remind Hirsch why he'd asked to see her here. The toy was placed down and he tried o look as casual and carefree as she was looking right now. A hard task, mind you. "I wanted to know how you're doing."

Anticlimactic? It was.

Drat! Missed. This was gonna be more fun than she initially thought. Quietly, Hadley got up and retrieved the foam ball and stuffed it back into the tube as she sat back down. She studied Sir Knight carefully. His reaction hadn't quite been what she expected, but, well, she did have a reputation as a prankster, so she shouldn't be that surprised. "No, not a prank. A...game, if you well. Help us both let of steam throughout the year." She paused, considering the best way to explain it. "Think of it like a game of assassin. We both have our weapons and keep them on us. And we both try to get the drop on each other whenever we can, and 'take out' the other person before they take us out. Constant vigilance." How was that? Did she explain her idea well enough? "It's for fun, Sir." Unless he didn't consider the idea fun, then she would totally drop it.

"How I'm doing?" she asked. It was...a bit of an odd question to ask. Or rather it was an odd thing to call someone in to ask without a reason to think they weren't okay. Did he think she might not be okay? It puzzled Hads, that's for sure. "I'm fine, I guess. Why?"

hermionesclone · 01-25-2017, 03:06 AM

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Originally Posted by Erindipity

Dora pushed the door open once invited in. Peeking her head around the door, the blonde smiled crookedly at the man. "Professah! I was wondering if I could have a few moments of your time."

Not that she was ACTUALLY giving the man an option... as she walked in and started peering at all of his things. Maybe she would touch it all again. Hehe.

When the door to his office opened, Hirsch looked up and found himself smiling at the person standing there. True, he hadn't had the chance to work with the girl for a very long time but the fire charm lesson still stuck out to the man.

"Miss Umbridge!" he said, pushing the book, Dark Forces of the Late 21st Century, off to one side. "Yes, of course. What can I help you with?"

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As he span to kick the back of his own foot, Rooney huffffffffed. "I know, I know, it's AWFUL. -- Wait, what?" What had the man had for breakfast if the thought this was so wonderful. How was he Head of Ravenclaw House if he could not SEE that this was absolutely dreadful news in the history of bad news. He was infuriated by the reaction of the one person he thought might have tutted just a little bit at him. "SIR." He sighed, stomping to the desk and finally taking a seat. "I worked for five years to get an Outstanding grade in all of my subjects. I worked every day for all of those years to miss out on it in THREE subjects, Sir."

Three. Three horrible subjects that he couldn't bring himself to love as much as he once had.

"Charms was my best subject until my grades came in, Professor Hirsch. I though that maybe I would go to University to study Charms, while I waited for the right time to attend WADA. But NOW -- well now I have no way to do that, do I? I'm not outstanding at it, I just exceed some expectations here and there." And he had so wanted to be outstanding. It had been his lifes dream. And here was his Head of House telling him just how proud he was of the grade in the subject he taught. Of course he was, because it reflected well on him. But not on Rooney. On Rooney it meant that he was somehow better at Defence Against the Dark Arts than he was Charms.

With another sigh, Rooney's shoulders deflated and he looked down at his lap. "I thought I was great, Sir. I was smart. And I let myself get distracted... Andmyfatherisgettingoutofprison."

If he thought that his confusion was going to be cleared anytime soon, Hirsch was very much mistaken. Not only was he becoming more and more confused by the second but apparently he'd said something wrong? Was something being lost in translation?

........... Five years?

FIVE YEARS?!

Rooney had been thinking about the OWLs since his first year?! That was quite a lot of dedication right there. Hirsch, as pleased and proud as he was, wasn't sure how he should respond to this. It was interesting to hear about the boy's future plans but surely, he wasn't giving up?! Because of an E?!

"Rooney, look: you're an exceptionally bright young man and the fact that you've been working on these amazing grades," Because they really were amazing. "for five years shows a strong sense of dedication and hard work. I don't think you'll have anything to worry about when it comes to your future."

Hirsch paused momentarily to glance down at the grades list again, this time focusing on the Charms grade and not the Defence one. "An E is not a bad grade. Never." Green eyes found his Prefect once again and he said, in a slightly softer tone, "You didn't get the grade you wanted, yes, but you're doing the NEWT and this means that you can work even harder for the Charms NEWT. If you secure that O in your NEWT and send off an exceptional application, you won't have any trouble continuing Charms until you're ready to pick up your role at WADA. They'll focus on your NEWT grade, your application and a letter of recommendation from your professors more than anything else. And I certainly don't have a problem with you."

Just saying.

"There's also the matter of the Duelling Club. Taking part in a club like this shows how excellent your charms work is, even under pressure, and you've proved that by how well you've done over the past few years. On top of that, you're a Prefect," His Prefect. "and that says a lot on it's own." There was a slightly smug expression o-

...............

..........................

The tone changed. While the precious topic was one that a student and professor would go over a number of times, this was new. Yes, he knew some details about Rooney's family history and it was probably because of this that he found himself staring at the boy in disbelief. "What?! He's........ he's getting out?"

Pause.

"Are you going to go and find him?"

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Drat! Missed. This was gonna be more fun than she initially thought. Quietly, Hadley got up and retrieved the foam ball and stuffed it back into the tube as she sat back down. She studied Sir Knight carefully. His reaction hadn't quite been what she expected, but, well, she did have a reputation as a prankster, so she shouldn't be that surprised. "No, not a prank. A...game, if you well. Help us both let of steam throughout the year." She paused, considering the best way to explain it. "Think of it like a game of assassin. We both have our weapons and keep them on us. And we both try to get the drop on each other whenever we can, and 'take out' the other person before they take us out. Constant vigilance." How was that? Did she explain her idea well enough? "It's for fun, Sir." Unless he didn't consider the idea fun, then she would totally drop it.

"How I'm doing?" she asked. It was...a bit of an odd question to ask. Or rather it was an odd thing to call someone in to ask without a reason to think they weren't okay. Did he think she might not be okay? It puzzled Hads, that's for sure. "I'm fine, I guess. Why?"

Her explanation of the weapon that sat in front of him was an interesting one. His green eyes kept flicking back and forth between the young girl in front of him and the gift she'd given to him. Take out the other person? It sounded almost as thou they were in one of those muggle video games but the weapons were far from deadly and the contestants would take it better than most of the characters did.

And then she mentioned constant vigilance. Oh, it was like music to his ears! "So you want to stay alert at all times? And make sure that I am as well? Test our levels of constant vigilance?" Now that sounded like it was his kind of game, even if the foam balls made it look slightly childish.

Fine. Years of growing up with two sisters had taught him that 'fine' was anything far from okay. He doubted whether she would do anything bad but there were still alarm bells ringing towards the back of his head because of that one word. "Well, that's good to hear." He hoped. "The reason I was asking is because of your extended time spent in the Room of Requirement. What happened last year?"

And yes, it could be a long story. He could listen to it all.

Erindipity · 01-25-2017, 03:24 AM

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Originally Posted by hermionesclone

When the door to his office opened, Hirsch looked up and found himself smiling at the person standing there. True, he hadn't had the chance to work with the girl for a very long time but the fire charm lesson still stuck out to the man.

"Miss Umbridge!" he said, pushing the book, Dark Forces of the Late 21st Century, off to one side. "Yes, of course. What can I help you with?"

Dora's hand moved to the pocket of robes... she tapped it absently as she took a deep breath and turned toward the man. "I have something to give you. It belongs to one of your Ravenclaws. Just promise to hear me out... if you insist on asking questions. " Because... he didn't have to ask questions, right? He didn't have to. Especially considering she didn't even have to come do the right thing... but she was doing it anyway.

"And after we have sorted that, I wanted to ask you if you could help me with a particularly difficult type of magic. For my age anyway. I think I can do it, though. With some help and practice. " Cue her sweetest smile!! And this smile came as she sat opposite the man and pulled the wand from her robes.

Holding it out for him to see she set it on his desk and sat back. Might need to get comfy... seeing as that wasn't her wand and the Ravenclaw it belonged to was currently in the hospital wing. Ahem.

Did he see how sweet she was? And responsible and honest and stuff?

Shanners · 01-26-2017, 07:22 PM

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Originally Posted by hermionesclone

If he thought that his confusion was going to be cleared anytime soon, Hirsch was very much mistaken. Not only was he becoming more and more confused by the second but apparently he'd said something wrong? Was something being lost in translation?

........... Five years?

FIVE YEARS?!

Rooney had been thinking about the OWLs since his first year?! That was quite a lot of dedication right there. Hirsch, as pleased and proud as he was, wasn't sure how he should respond to this. It was interesting to hear about the boy's future plans but surely, he wasn't giving up?! Because of an E?!

"Rooney, look: you're an exceptionally bright young man and the fact that you've been working on these amazing grades," Because they really were amazing. "for five years shows a strong sense of dedication and hard work. I don't think you'll have anything to worry about when it comes to your future."

Hirsch paused momentarily to glance down at the grades list again, this time focusing on the Charms grade and not the Defence one. "An E is not a bad grade. Never." Green eyes found his Prefect once again and he said, in a slightly softer tone, "You didn't get the grade you wanted, yes, but you're doing the NEWT and this means that you can work even harder for the Charms NEWT. If you secure that O in your NEWT and send off an exceptional application, you won't have any trouble continuing Charms until you're ready to pick up your role at WADA. They'll focus on your NEWT grade, your application and a letter of recommendation from your professors more than anything else. And I certainly don't have a problem with you."

Just saying.

"There's also the matter of the Duelling Club. Taking part in a club like this shows how excellent your charms work is, even under pressure, and you've proved that by how well you've done over the past few years. On top of that, you're a Prefect," His Prefect. "and that says a lot on it's own." There was a slightly smug expression o-

...............

..........................

The tone changed. While the precious topic was one that a student and professor would go over a number of times, this was new. Yes, he knew some details about Rooney's family history and it was probably because of this that he found himself staring at the boy in disbelief. "What?! He's........ he's getting out?"

Pause.

"Are you going to go and find him?"

It was perfectly in Professor Hirsch's nature to tell him over and over again that this whole thing with his grades was not a bad thing and not a big deal, but Rooney could not bring himself to agree with him despite all of that. It was disheartening to him to actually have worked so hard for so long to have let things slip for such a short time with being in a relationship and then his dreams were gone. He didn't blame Olivia, not at all...even though he knew she thought that he did. He blamed himself for being so easily influenced and easily distracted. "You know that I always wanted to be Prefect, Professor? Ever since before I came to school here.. My Mum was one." On that note, he opened up his robes to show the Hufflepuff Prefect badge pinned to the inside, close to his heart. Nothing corny about the positioning, it had just been where he pinned it today.

"Would you be upset with me if I didn't continue my Defence Against the Dark Arts education after Hogwarts?" Because right now..his heart really lay with Herbology and History of Magic and deciding between the two was going to be a difficult decision to make. That wasn't something to bother his Head of House with. Just Professor Newton and Professor Myers.

And then...there was the Daddio problemo. With a sigh, Rooney shifted in the seat he had finally taken, wishing that his body weren't as long as it was so he could pull his legs up in front of him and hug them tight. "I'm unsure, Sir. Everyone says I shouldn't, but that it's up to me. And...I don't know. He's my real Dad, but I love my Dad now." Dex had been in his life for so long that he really was his Dad. "I just don't think he's changed. Or maybe he has."

Sigh.

"You know my sister, right? Brinlee?"

sweetpinkpixie · 01-29-2017, 10:08 AM

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What in the name of?!

Hirsch, who'd been ~~not-so~~ happily sitting at his desk and marking away, suddenly looked up at the sound of the knocking. Not just any kind of knocking either: persistent knocking. As if whatever it is that the person on the other side of the door had to say simply couldn't wait. Or that they were bursting to use the toilet.

Taking out his wand, he pointed it over at the poster of Ariadne's laughing face - that was still on the inside of his door - and flicked it open. "Come in, come in! What's wrong?" Mr Ashburry-Hawthorne wasn't a Ravenclaw so he wasn't about to tell him that the common room was flooded, was he?

No?

Good.

OOC: PIXIEEEEEE

You can go ahead and post in the office thread now ^^!

NOPE! No secretions requiring the toilet today! Or, well, none in the moment at least!

"Profes-ss-sor! It's-s been killing me and ---" the first year began dramatically as he stepped inside the office...only to have attention immediately drawn to something else and entirely disrupting his train of thought. "Fat's Ariadne Ingrid Ophelia Grahn! S-S-Seeker for Karasjok Kites and fen Puddlemere United! Played profes-ss-ss-sionally s-s-since firteen! S-She does-sn't play anymore now fough...do you know why? S-S-Since you are a fan and s-s-stuff.."

Because he had NEVER seen THAT poster before so it was CLEARLY a collectable and only HARDCORE quidditch fans had that sort of thing. He just had a few of her quidditch trading cards - one of which WAS a collector's item with the metallic border and everything. He had got it from a pack of standard cards by chance...and was just a little disappointed that it wasn't an Alice ~~Odessa~~ Fischer one...but he could have done worse. At least he had better luck with those than he did chocolate frog cards and his ever growing collection of Merlin cards.

"Do you fancy her, profes-s-ssor?"

TeafortheSoul · 01-30-2017, 12:37 PM

At the resounding 'come in' from Hirschy, Char did exactly that, with much exuberance of course. She comfortably threw herself into a seat and beamed at the man.

"You wanted to see me right?" Right? And she had something to SHOW him so she fished said something out from beneath the front of her shirt, looped it over her head, and plonked it on the desk. See how pretty that bronze medal is! SO SHINY. "I got some ribbons too!" But the medal was WAY more exciting since it was an overall medal rather than just for different bouts and divisions.

hermionesclone · 02-19-2017, 02:54 AM

OOC: My sincerest apologies for being so late in replying to these posts ;____; Life got in the way and I'm just really sorry. If you want to continue with the RP, that's great! If not, I completely understand <3

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Dora's hand moved to the pocket of robes... she tapped it absently as she took a deep breath and turned toward the man. "I have something to give you. It belongs to one of your Ravenclaws. Just promise to hear me out... if you insist on asking questions. " Because... he didn't have to ask questions, right? He didn't have to. Especially considering she didn't even have to come do the right thing... but she was doing it anyway.

"And after we have sorted that, I wanted to ask you if you could help me with a particularly difficult type of magic. For my age anyway. I think I can do it, though. With some help and practice. " Cue her sweetest smile!! And this smile came as she sat opposite the man and pulled the wand from her robes.

Holding it out for him to see she set it on his desk and sat back. Might need to get comfy... seeing as that wasn't her wand and the Ravenclaw it belonged to was currently in the hospital wing. Ahem.

Did he see how sweet she was? And responsible and honest and stuff?

................... What?

If there was one way to confuse the man, this was surely it. What the students did in their own time was none of his business and he vowed to never meddle when he could help it but this was pushing it slightly. If the girl had something that belonged to one of his Ravenclaws, why didn't she go directly to said Ravenclaw? Why come to him?

Yes, he did have some questions.

At the mention of spells she wanted to learn, the curious look that had been on his face disappeared somewhat and he sat up a bit. "Difficult type of magic?" Now she was talking! "What do you want to learn? Which spell?" Because if it was an Unforgiveable, it would be an immediate no. Sorry, Miss Umbridge.

...........

And what was she bringing out? A wand.

Pause.

Green eyes flicked between the girl and the wand she had presented and then back again. "I think I need some kind of explanation." Go on, he could wait.

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It was perfectly in Professor Hirsch's nature to tell him over and over again that this whole thing with his grades was not a bad thing and not a big deal, but Rooney could not bring himself to agree with him despite all of that. It was disheartening to him to actually have worked so hard for so long to have let things slip for such a short time with being in a relationship and then his dreams were gone. He didn't blame Olivia, not at all...even though he knew she thought that he did. He blamed himself for being so easily influenced and easily distracted. "You know that I always wanted to be Prefect, Professor? Ever since before I came to school here.. My Mum was one." On that note, he opened up his robes to show the Hufflepuff Prefect badge pinned to the inside, close to his heart. Nothing corny about the positioning, it had just been where he pinned it today.

"Would you be upset with me if I didn't continue my Defence Against the Dark Arts education after Hogwarts?" Because right now..his heart really lay with Herbology and History of Magic and deciding between the two was going to be a difficult decision to make. That wasn't something to bother his Head of House with. Just Professor Newton and Professor Myers.

And then...there was the Daddio problemo. With a sigh, Rooney shifted in the seat he had finally taken, wishing that his body weren't as long as it was so he could pull his legs up in front of him and hug them tight. "I'm unsure, Sir. Everyone says I shouldn't, but that it's up to me. And...I don't know. He's my real Dad, but I love my Dad now." Dex had been in his life for so long that he really was his Dad. "I just don't think he's changed. Or maybe he has."

Sigh.

"You know my sister, right? Brinlee?"

............ Oh no.

Oh, Rooney Bronwyn, you cannot just come in here and make something pang in his heart like this. No. Not at all. Green eyes flicked from the boy's face and then towards the badge that was sitting so well on the inside of his robes, right close to his heart. If this wasn't a way to make the man cry, he wasn't sure what was. "That's...." he started softly, "That's very nice of you. I bet your mum is very proud of you."

Upset? Hirsch shook his head before continuing, "Not at all. If it's not part of your life's plans, there's no point in you continuing with it. I would be upset if, in five year's time, I found out that you're on the streets with no ambition in life." Which wasn't going to happen.

While the Ravenclaw talked, his Head of House pushed his glasses further up his nose and listened to the answer. Apart from a small frown on his lips, the man's expression didn't change much. It was natural for the boy to be confused but....... hmm. "Well, they're right: it's up to you. It depends on if you want to go and see him or not. Do you have anything you want to say to him?" Pause. "If..... say you did want to see him, I could always come with you. I won't listen to the conversation, won't even be in the same room, but if it makes you feel more secure, safer, we could make a trip out of it."

Brinlee? "In Gryffindor? Yes, I do. Why?"

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NOPE! No secretions requiring the toilet today! Or, well, none in the moment at least!

"Profes-ss-sor! It's-s been killing me and ---" the first year began dramatically as he stepped inside the office...only to have attention immediately drawn to something else and entirely disrupting his train of thought. "Fat's Ariadne Ingrid Ophelia Grahn! S-S-Seeker for Karasjok Kites and fen Puddlemere United! Played profes-ss-ss-sionally s-s-since firteen! S-She does-sn't play anymore now fough...do you know why? S-S-Since you are a fan and s-s-stuff.."

Because he had NEVER seen THAT poster before so it was CLEARLY a collectable and only HARDCORE quidditch fans had that sort of thing. He just had a few of her quidditch trading cards - one of which WAS a collector's item with the metallic border and everything. He had got it from a pack of standard cards by chance...and was just a little disappointed that it wasn't an Alice ~~Odessa~~ Fischer one...but he could have done worse. At least he had better luck with those than he did chocolate frog cards and his ever growing collection of Merlin cards.

"Do you fancy her, profes-s-ssor?"

He'd have been lying if he had said that the boy's words, short as they were, hadn't intrigued him. Eyebrows furrowed, he glanced at the boy, who.......

........ became distracted. By Ariadne.

Hirsch glanced over at the laughing poster that he still hadn't gotten rid of - thanks, Airey Flamsteed - before raising his eyebrows at the boy. "I take it you're a big fan of hers, then?" Since he knew so many facts about her. He wouldn't be surprised if the young Hufflepuff knew more about Ariadne than he did. But here was something he did know that the first year didn't seem to know. "She retired to do a doctorate at university. She seemed to be enjoying it, last I heard from her."

And....... there it was. A question that made the little part of Hirsch's cheeks turn slightly pinker. How was he meant to answer this question? Because this kid was too young - far too young to understand whatever it is that he and Ariadne had. He wasn't going to get letters from parents telling him that he has tainted their child's mind. Nope.

"Well, uh, yes, I guess you could say that. Why do you ask?" And why was he talking about this to a student in the first place?

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At the resounding 'come in' from Hirschy, Char did exactly that, with much exuberance of course. She comfortably threw herself into a seat and beamed at the man.

"You wanted to see me right?" Right? And she had something to SHOW him so she fished said something out from beneath the front of her shirt, looped it over her head, and plonked it on the desk. See how pretty that bronze medal is! SO SHINY. "I got some ribbons too!" But the medal was WAY more exciting since it was an overall medal rather than just for different bouts and divisions.

Hirsch wasn't surprised by how exuberant the Gryffindor's entrance was. No. In fact, it was enough to make him smile and shake his head slowly.

He wanted to see her? "Yes. I wanted to ask how-"

But before he could continue with what he was about to say, the girl had fished something out and laid it down on his desk. He picked it up slowly and examined it, not quite believing his eyes. He was going to ask her about her tournament over the summer and yet, here was the conclusive proof as to how she had done. Turning it over, the Defence Professor let out a low whistle before saying, "Charlotte! This is...... this is amazing!" He looked over at her and grinned widely, dimples on full display. "I guess congratulations are in order. Very, very well done. You've made a lot of progress since you've first started out and I'm proud of you." Really. A bronze medal and some ribbons! He still couldn't believe it. "Who knows, it might be silver or gold next year!"

Just saying.

"Well...... this is what I wanted to ask about. How was the camp? What did they make you do?" And she could have her medal back as well.

Erindipity · 02-19-2017, 10:11 PM

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................... What?

If there was one way to confuse the man, this was surely it. What the students did in their own time was none of his business and he vowed to never meddle when he could help it but this was pushing it slightly. If the girl had something that belonged to one of his Ravenclaws, why didn't she go directly to said Ravenclaw? Why come to him?

Yes, he did have some questions.

At the mention of spells she wanted to learn, the curious look that had been on his face disappeared somewhat and he sat up a bit. "Difficult type of magic?" Now she was talking! "What do you want to learn? Which spell?" Because if it was an Unforgiveable, it would be an immediate no. Sorry, Miss Umbridge.

...........

And what was she bringing out? A wand.

Pause.

Green eyes flicked between the girl and the wand she had presented and then back again. "I think I need some kind of explanation." Go on, he could wait.

She had her reasons for coming to him. She did. But she wasn't going to be exactly forthcoming about that whole business... Just as Mason hadn't been forthcoming with the Healer. Need to know basis only. But for now, she was going to focus on the magic business at hand. "I want to learn non verbal magic, sir. I think I can master it. I mastered the Patronus Charm, after all. And Incendio Tria. You helped me with all of that, so I think you can probably help me master NonVerbals." Seeee. It was all about HIS help. Truth was, Dora could learn it on her own, but she was better under tutelage. Would the lovely professor be so kind as to assist the eager student? CUE THAT WINNING SMILE AGAIN.

Oh. Well this was an unfortunate turn of events, really. She had hoped he'd be like OMG DORA THANK YOU FOR RETURNING THAT YOU'RE SWELL! Sighs for life.

"Mason and I don't really get on right now. We had a... falling out. Sooo... I took his wand because he was not very level headed at the moment." Yes that was good. "So to... avoid conflict you see. But I figured it would be best if I gave it to you instead of him right now, you see." And it wasn't exactly lies she told. Sure, she omitted some information, but nothing she said was a lie.

Shanners · 02-22-2017, 07:16 PM

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............ Oh no.

Oh, Rooney Bronwyn, you cannot just come in here and make something pang in his heart like this. No. Not at all. Green eyes flicked from the boy's face and then towards the badge that was sitting so well on the inside of his robes, right close to his heart. If this wasn't a way to make the man cry, he wasn't sure what was. "That's...." he started softly, "That's very nice of you. I bet your mum is very proud of you."

Upset? Hirsch shook his head before continuing, "Not at all. If it's not part of your life's plans, there's no point in you continuing with it. I would be upset if, in five year's time, I found out that you're on the streets with no ambition in life." Which wasn't going to happen.

While the Ravenclaw talked, his Head of House pushed his glasses further up his nose and listened to the answer. Apart from a small frown on his lips, the man's expression didn't change much. It was natural for the boy to be confused but....... hmm. "Well, they're right: it's up to you. It depends on if you want to go and see him or not. Do you have anything you want to say to him?" Pause. "If..... say you did want to see him, I could always come with you. I won't listen to the conversation, won't even be in the same room, but if it makes you feel more secure, safer, we could make a trip out of it."

Brinlee? "In Gryffindor? Yes, I do. Why?"[/COLOR]

On the streets with no ambition in life? Rooney, although not in the mood for joking, laughed. "I'll be sure to send you a postcard from my underpass, Sir." But they both knew that no matter the circumstance, Rooney would not end up like that. It wasn't in his nature to have no ambition. Roo had always wanted the best of the best and settling for anything less was not something that he would do. It was why he held himself to such a high standard with his education, his friendships and everything that he did.

He waited to say anything until Professor Hirsch had addressed the question about his younger sister. "I think he's her Dad too. She looks like him. She doesn't know." But he knew that none of this really concerned his Head of House. Talking about it all just made him want to say that to someone. Because he honestly hadn't said it out loud before now. And it knocked him sick to think that such a sweet, sweet person like Brinlee could be the by product of Lachlan Allerby.

"Can I think about it and get back to you, Professor? I have a lot to consider with seeing him.." And going with his Professor... Huh..

sweetpinkpixie · 02-26-2017, 12:36 PM

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He'd have been lying if he had said that the boy's words, short as they were, hadn't intrigued him. Eyebrows furrowed, he glanced at the boy, who.......

........ became distracted. By Ariadne.

Hirsch glanced over at the laughing poster that he still hadn't gotten rid of - thanks, Airey Flamsteed - before raising his eyebrows at the boy. "I take it you're a big fan of hers, then?" Since he knew so many facts about her. He wouldn't be surprised if the young Hufflepuff knew more about Ariadne than he did. But here was something he did know that the first year didn't seem to know. "She retired to do a doctorate at university. She seemed to be enjoying it, last I heard from her."

And....... there it was. A question that made the little part of Hirsch's cheeks turn slightly pinker. How was he meant to answer this question? Because this kid was too young - far too young to understand whatever it is that he and Ariadne had. He wasn't going to get letters from parents telling him that he has tainted their child's mind. Nope.

"Well, uh, yes, I guess you could say that. Why do you ask?" And why was he talking about this to a student in the first place?

The small blonde approached the poster to inspect it further, shrugging his shoulders at the professor's assumption. "Not really," he confessed casually. "I just haff her quidditch card." They had been handing them out at random when his dad had taken him to a match. Dad had actually been on the job, concealment and the like because he had been a department head back then, but Derf tended to get to tag along when on the job duties involved quidditch matches.

Which just made him SAD that there was NONE at Hogwarts still.

Last he heard from her? Well, if that didn't get the Hufflepuff's ears twitching...

"You owl her pres-s-sonally, profes-ssor?" How interesting. "Are you hot, profes-ssor? Your face is-s turning pink." Just trying to be helpful over here. "Never s-seen a pos-ster like this of her in the shops-s." So really RARE collector's item and could probably get top galleon for it at quidditch auctions, just saying. "Pers-sonal gift to you, profess-sor? Do you fink she fancies-s you?"

hermionesclone · 03-08-2017, 01:18 AM

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She had her reasons for coming to him. She did. But she wasn't going to be exactly forthcoming about that whole business... Just as Mason hadn't been forthcoming with the Healer. Need to know basis only. But for now, she was going to focus on the magic business at hand. "I want to learn non verbal magic, sir. I think I can master it. I mastered the Patronus Charm, after all. And Incendio Tria. You helped me with all of that, so I think you can probably help me master NonVerbals." Seeee. It was all about HIS help. Truth was, Dora could learn it on her own, but she was better under tutelage. Would the lovely professor be so kind as to assist the eager student? CUE THAT WINNING SMILE AGAIN.

Oh. Well this was an unfortunate turn of events, really. She had hoped he'd be like OMG DORA THANK YOU FOR RETURNING THAT YOU'RE SWELL! Sighs for life.

"Mason and I don't really get on right now. We had a... falling out. Sooo... I took his wand because he was not very level headed at the moment." Yes that was good. "So to... avoid conflict you see. But I figured it would be best if I gave it to you instead of him right now, you see." And it wasn't exactly lies she told. Sure, she omitted some information, but nothing she said was a lie.

He had to admit: the buttering him up with a slight compliment seemed to be working, much to his displeasure. Sure, he wasn't exactly going to say no if she had proposed the idea normally but he wasn't about to tell her that. Instead, the man smiled widely, dimples on full display, as he said, "Of course! Non-verbal magic is very difficult," She probably knew that. "But with certain spells, I think you'll master it fairly well. Especially fire spells." Had he forgotten the ice and fire lesson from last term? Not at all. "When do you want to start learning?"

Mason? "Mason Winslow?" Hirsch raised his eyebrows slightly as he listened to her story. This was bordering into a category he didn't like to go into: interfering with his students's personal lives. But when one comes to present him with a wand of another student, it wasn't as if he could do anything about it.

"I see....." he said slowly, looking back at the wand she had presented and then at the Gryffindor again, "In that case, thank you for being sensible in this situation and bringing the wand to me. I'll make sure it gets back to him safely." Pause. "Should I ask how badly hurt he is or should I remain blissfully oblivious?"

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On the streets with no ambition in life? Rooney, although not in the mood for joking, laughed. "I'll be sure to send you a postcard from my underpass, Sir." But they both knew that no matter the circumstance, Rooney would not end up like that. It wasn't in his nature to have no ambition. Roo had always wanted the best of the best and settling for anything less was not something that he would do. It was why he held himself to such a high standard with his education, his friendships and everything that he did.

He waited to say anything until Professor Hirsch had addressed the question about his younger sister. "I think he's her Dad too. She looks like him. She doesn't know." But he knew that none of this really concerned his Head of House. Talking about it all just made him want to say that to someone. Because he honestly hadn't said it out loud before now. And it knocked him sick to think that such a sweet, sweet person like Brinlee could be the by product of Lachlan Allerby.

"Can I think about it and get back to you, Professor? I have a lot to consider with seeing him.." And going with his Professor... Huh..

You know what that laugh told him? That his jokes weren't as bad as Junia Botros seemed to think and, more importantly, it had made Rooney laugh. It was lame, sure, but the boy was laughing, at least. He smiled in returned before saying, "I would be disappointed if you didn't."

If he was completely honest with himself, Hirsch wasn't exactly sure why Rooney was telling him all of this. It might be something to keep in mind if Brinlee ever suddenly got upset about her, er, real father but he failed to see where this was going. "Are you going to break the news to her?" Letting him talk it out sounded like a much better option, in his opinion.

Think about it? "Of course. Whenever you're ready to."

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The small blonde approached the poster to inspect it further, shrugging his shoulders at the professor's assumption. "Not really," he confessed casually. "I just haff her quidditch card." They had been handing them out at random when his dad had taken him to a match. Dad had actually been on the job, concealment and the like because he had been a department head back then, but Derf tended to get to tag along when on the job duties involved quidditch matches.

Which just made him SAD that there was NONE at Hogwarts still.

Last he heard from her? Well, if that didn't get the Hufflepuff's ears twitching...

"You owl her pres-s-sonally, profes-ssor?" How interesting. "Are you hot, profes-ssor? Your face is-s turning pink." Just trying to be helpful over here. "Never s-seen a pos-ster like this of her in the shops-s." So really RARE collector's item and could probably get top galleon for it at quidditch auctions, just saying. "Pers-sonal gift to you, profess-sor? Do you fink she fancies-s you?"

Oh, well there went his theory about the Hufflepuff being her biggest fan. He would have had a laugh telling Ariadne that he taught her biggest fan who had to have the latest poster of the woman and was dying to meet her.

Alas.

But the questions? They left Hirsch blinking, slightly perplexed and feeling himself growing even more hot. What was he meant to say to the boy to preserve his innocence? Their relationship wasn't something you could explain to a first year. Besides, weren't there rules about him sharing his personal life details?

"Uh, just a bit hot. This weather change, you know. I'm used to colder climates." Outright lying to a student probably wasn't in the professor handbook but right now, he didn't really care. "You must be a really big Quidditch fan, then." Since he knew what was in the shops and what wasn't.

'Do you fink she fancies-s you?'

The question rang in Hirsch's brain as two sides of him battled on what the best answer should be. One side wanted to smirk and be prideful of the truth but the other knew that the owls would come swooping in from the Hufflepuff's parents before he could say the word 'Defence'. "Well, uh, I've known her for a while now," he said, making work of wiping his glasses on his shirt, "We've......... actually been dating."

Why was he saying this? He had no idea but it was better than saying........ you know.

Bazinga · 03-08-2017, 03:02 AM

Natalia heard the come in and turned the door knob slowly until it opened. She pushed it open and headed into the office. "Hello sir, I was wondering if you had a moment." She didn't want to take him from his work, but she needed to discuss something that well they had discussed once before, but now it was really wearing on her. She felt beneath her position because of it.

Coming to a stop at his desk she took a seat in one of the chairs. She had been to his office a few times and knew he wouldn't mind if she sat right down. "I think the duels have been going pretty well professor." She had done pretty good against that Head Boy at least. "I've been still trying to do the extra practices as well, well when we can have time now that we've been so busy with portal watching and escorting." She was still determined.

"Professor I was hoping to discuss something with you. Something we spoke about last term. It's about... It's about if I'd ever be able to preform a patronous." There she said it.

Erindipity · 03-11-2017, 07:03 PM

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He had to admit: the buttering him up with a slight compliment seemed to be working, much to his displeasure. Sure, he wasn't exactly going to say no if she had proposed the idea normally but he wasn't about to tell her that. Instead, the man smiled widely, dimples on full display, as he said, "Of course! Non-verbal magic is very difficult," She probably knew that. "But with certain spells, I think you'll master it fairly well. Especially fire spells." Had he forgotten the ice and fire lesson from last term? Not at all. "When do you want to start learning?"

Mason? "Mason Winslow?" Hirsch raised his eyebrows slightly as he listened to her story. This was bordering into a category he didn't like to go into: interfering with his students's personal lives. But when one comes to present him with a wand of another student, it wasn't as if he could do anything about it.

"I see....." he said slowly, looking back at the wand she had presented and then at the Gryffindor again, "In that case, thank you for being sensible in this situation and bringing the wand to me. I'll make sure it gets back to him safely." Pause. "Should I ask how badly hurt he is or should I remain blissfully oblivious?"

Oh man. That smile. THAT SMILE! Dora couldn't help but beam back at him immediately. This guy was pretty awesome, he was. "You think so, Professor? You really think I could master some nonverbals? " Cue a intensely dreamy look from the Gryffindor. She had always been fascinated by people doing nonverbal magic. Watching her father perform it just to make her smile was one of her favorite memories of life! "And I know it's difficult, but I think I can do it. With a lot of help and focus, that is. And I'd like to start right away if we could." That's, of course, where the man came in... and during the summer where her Uncle came in, also.

The next line of questioning -if that's what you would call it- made the blonde squirm a bit, but she nodded anyway. Indeed it was Mason Winslow she was speaking about. "Thank you, Professor. Sincerely. I... have to say, though... plausible deniability might be the best course of action here. " A lovely term she had picked up from her father, that was. And despite the situation, Dora smiled crookedly at the man. Surely he could read a bit between the lines. No need to incriminate ones self, either.

hermionesclone · 03-14-2017, 10:56 PM

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Natalia heard the come in and turned the door knob slowly until it opened. She pushed it open and headed into the office. "Hello sir, I was wondering if you had a moment." She didn't want to take him from his work, but she needed to discuss something that well they had discussed once before, but now it was really wearing on her. She felt beneath her position because of it.

Coming to a stop at his desk she took a seat in one of the chairs. She had been to his office a few times and knew he wouldn't mind if she sat right down. "I think the duels have been going pretty well professor." She had done pretty good against that Head Boy at least. "I've been still trying to do the extra practices as well, well when we can have time now that we've been so busy with portal watching and escorting." She was still determined.

"Professor I was hoping to discuss something with you. Something we spoke about last term. It's about... It's about if I'd ever be able to preform a patronous." There she said it.

Whether the person on the other side knew it or not, the slow opening of the door had an almost dramatic effect to it. It only made him all the more curious to see who had come to see him and what they nee-

Smile.

"Natalia!" he called, sitting up slightly and casually pushing the essay off towards one side of his desk. She probably wouldn't be too interested in someone else's homework in the first place. "Of course. I'm not too busy." Which, well, wasn't a complete lie...

And no, he didn't mind her helping herself to a seat either.

Ah, duels! "You've been doing exceptionally. Your extra practices have really helped you for these duels." He still remembered the first time he bumped into her in the practice room and how nervous she seemed to be at the idea of having to perform a spell in front of him. "I'm surprised you still have time for the extra practices what with everything else you have to do." He was pleased, of course, but there was the worry that the girl might end up having too much on her plate. "How is it all going? Your studies, your duties........"

At the mention of one of their previous conversations, Hirsch tried to think back to the time he'd talked about patronuses with her. He hadn't been sure where she was going with the topic back then and, right now, he wasn't sure where she was going with this topic either. "Yes......" he said slowly, furrowing his eyebrows at her, "Are you..... concerned, by any chance?"

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Oh man. That smile. THAT SMILE! Dora couldn't help but beam back at him immediately. This guy was pretty awesome, he was. "You think so, Professor? You really think I could master some nonverbals? " Cue a intensely dreamy look from the Gryffindor. She had always been fascinated by people doing nonverbal magic. Watching her father perform it just to make her smile was one of her favorite memories of life! "And I know it's difficult, but I think I can do it. With a lot of help and focus, that is. And I'd like to start right away if we could." That's, of course, where the man came in... and during the summer where her Uncle came in, also.

The next line of questioning -if that's what you would call it- made the blonde squirm a bit, but she nodded anyway. Indeed it was Mason Winslow she was speaking about. "Thank you, Professor. Sincerely. I... have to say, though... plausible deniability might be the best course of action here. " A lovely term she had picked up from her father, that was. And despite the situation, Dora smiled crookedly at the man. Surely he could read a bit between the lines. No need to incriminate ones self, either.

Hirsch nodded back at the girls question, glad that she seemed to be uplifted by his answer, at least. "Of course. Why not?" Shrug. "You're very determined, I don't think it's something you'll let die without trying to master. And that's the kind of strong determination you need for these types of spells." Levels of concentration also helped, of course, but that was something they could go into more detail when they started. "If that's the case," he started, getting up from his seat and grabbing his wand, "Shall we move to a more spacious room and start practising non-verbals?"

............

And then he laughed. And not a simple chuckle, either. It was one that made him rest his hand in his hand and shake his head while he laughed. Students really came up with the weirdest lines to get out of trouble, didn't they? Plausible deniability......... Merlin!

"In that case," he said, looking back up at her with a thoroughly amused look on his face, "I'll pretend that I knew nothing. But if he's seriously injured, I will ignore the........ ah, plausible deniability action I'm taking." This was about one of his students, after all.

Erindipity · 03-14-2017, 11:33 PM

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Hirsch nodded back at the girls question, glad that she seemed to be uplifted by his answer, at least. "Of course. Why not?" Shrug. "You're very determined, I don't think it's something you'll let die without trying to master. And that's the kind of strong determination you need for these types of spells." Levels of concentration also helped, of course, but that was something they could go into more detail when they started. "If that's the case," he started, getting up from his seat and grabbing his wand, "Shall we move to a more spacious room and start practising non-verbals?"

............

And then he laughed. And not a simple chuckle, either. It was one that made him rest his hand in his hand and shake his head while he laughed. Students really came up with the weirdest lines to get out of trouble, didn't they? Plausible deniability......... Merlin!

"In that case," he said, looking back up at her with a thoroughly amused look on his face, "I'll pretend that I knew nothing. But if he's seriously injured, I will ignore the........ ah, plausible deniability action I'm taking." This was about one of his students, after all.

"I think... people underestimate me a lot, professor. It's kind of a bummer," she said with a shrug. Did he understand what it meant when someone believed in you when so many doubted you or broke you down? He probably had times of doubt in his life, right? Everyone did, didn't they? Or that was what she told herself, anyway. As a means to deal with her self doubt. "And I am determined, sir. I love magic and want to do my best at it and push myself," she agreed with a nod. Her smile hadn't faltered either... until he started to laugh at her.

That was...

Rude.

And hurtful.

She hadn't meant to be exactly funny about it. PD was a thing, after all. But whatever. "I will say that he isn't badly injured. I am sure the Healer fixed him up with no problem," she said in a more somber tone. But she wasn't going to let this dampen her spirits for long. Nope. "And if you have the free time, I would love to go ahead and start now, yes. Should I start with Incendio? Since it is one of my best spells." She wondered aloud as she stood and gave the wand one last look.

Hopefully Mason would forgive her some day.~~But he had totally started it, so she didn't feel too bad about it really.~~

Bazinga · 03-16-2017, 03:47 AM

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Originally Posted by Hirsch

Whether the person on the other side knew it or not, the slow opening of the door had an almost dramatic effect to it. It only made him all the more curious to see who had come to see him and what they nee-

Smile.

"Natalia!" he called, sitting up slightly and casually pushing the essay off towards one side of his desk. She probably wouldn't be too interested in someone else's homework in the first place. "Of course. I'm not too busy." Which, well, wasn't a complete lie...

And no, he didn't mind her helping herself to a seat either.

Ah, duels! "You've been doing exceptionally. Your extra practices have really helped you for these duels." He still remembered the first time he bumped into her in the practice room and how nervous she seemed to be at the idea of having to perform a spell in front of him. "I'm surprised you still have time for the extra practices what with everything else you have to do." He was pleased, of course, but there was the worry that the girl might end up having too much on her plate. "How is it all going? Your studies, your duties........"

At the mention of one of their previous conversations, Hirsch tried to think back to the time he'd talked about patronuses with her. He hadn't been sure where she was going with the topic back then and, right now, he wasn't sure where she was going with this topic either. "Yes......" he said slowly, furrowing his eyebrows at her, "Are you..... concerned, by any chance?"

Oh good he wasn't too busy. She wouldn't want to bother him, she knew all the professors were keeping a tight schedule with classes and this portal. She knew her own schedule was getting busier as term went on.

She couldn't help but blush a bit as he spoke of her duels. She was really trying. "Thank you for noticing sir. The extra lessons and your tutoring have helped." She'd never be where she was if he hadn't been here to help. "You are part of the reason I got this badge." She knew it, she wasn't going to deny it either. Without his mentoring over the past few terms she wouldn't have been caught up enough to be a leader nor would she have been ready to be one.

Time? She was struggling with time lately, time and focus. "It's going fine." It wasn't though. She knew it was a lie. She was feeling overwhelmed and very stressed out. The portal worried her, but she tried to make it out that it didn't. No point and scaring others with her concerns. She thought it should be gone by now and then there was class, homework, and NEWTs that had her worried and stressed. The biggest stress though was Cal quitting school. Leaving and she worried about him. She couldn't say that aloud though, she knew that. "It's quite busy with the extra portal duties and things, but hopefully we'll figure that out soon."

"Sir I'm very concerned." She wasn't going to lie to him, she had been practicing for over a year, A YEAR, and still no patronus. "Sir I dont' think I can make one. I mean I know I can't, but I don't think I'll ever make one. I think I'm one of those people we talked about last term. I try and I try... I feel like a failure at Head Girl because I can't do one. Professor Vance told me to do one when Mr. Flamsteed was here with the ministry if something happened at the portal and I can't, so I wouldn't have been able to get anyone quick enough." She felt like a complete failure because of it.

hermionesclone · 03-29-2017, 06:10 PM

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Originally Posted by Erindipity

"I think... people underestimate me a lot, professor. It's kind of a bummer," she said with a shrug. Did he understand what it meant when someone believed in you when so many doubted you or broke you down? He probably had times of doubt in his life, right? Everyone did, didn't they? Or that was what she told herself, anyway. As a means to deal with her self doubt. "And I am determined, sir. I love magic and want to do my best at it and push myself," she agreed with a nod. Her smile hadn't faltered either... until he started to laugh at her.

That was...

Rude.

And hurtful.

She hadn't meant to be exactly funny about it. PD was a thing, after all. But whatever. "I will say that he isn't badly injured. I am sure the Healer fixed him up with no problem," she said in a more somber tone. But she wasn't going to let this dampen her spirits for long. Nope. "And if you have the free time, I would love to go ahead and start now, yes. Should I start with Incendio? Since it is one of my best spells." She wondered aloud as she stood and gave the wand one last look.

Hopefully Mason would forgive her some day.~~But he had totally started it, so she didn't feel too bad about it really.~~

Underestimate? Hirsch furrowed his eyebrows at her. "Don't let them," Simple. "It might be easier said than done but don't let someone underestimate your abilities. Or, if they do, show them why they're wrong." Not that he was telling her to set people on fire, mind you. At her answer, however, he couldn't help but smile. "Then, I don't doubt that you'll do well in it. It'll just take some practice so persevere through it and you'll be fine."

And then his smile vanished.

Uh, had he said something? The man blinked at her before deciding to move on to the topic at hand. It wasn't something to worry about, was it? "In that case, I will remain completely oblivious," No questions asked. "Incendio would be the best place to start, since it's your strong suit. You might find that it'll come a lot easier to you, even in non-verbal form, than some of the others," While he was speaking, the man had gotten up from his desk, wand in hand, and made his way towards the door. "After you, Dora," he said, holding open the door.

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Originally Posted by Bazinga

Oh good he wasn't too busy. She wouldn't want to bother him, she knew all the professors were keeping a tight schedule with classes and this portal. She knew her own schedule was getting busier as term went on.

She couldn't help but blush a bit as he spoke of her duels. She was really trying. "Thank you for noticing sir. The extra lessons and your tutoring have helped." She'd never be where she was if he hadn't been here to help. "You are part of the reason I got this badge." She knew it, she wasn't going to deny it either. Without his mentoring over the past few terms she wouldn't have been caught up enough to be a leader nor would she have been ready to be one.

Time? She was struggling with time lately, time and focus. "It's going fine." It wasn't though. She knew it was a lie. She was feeling overwhelmed and very stressed out. The portal worried her, but she tried to make it out that it didn't. No point and scaring others with her concerns. She thought it should be gone by now and then there was class, homework, and NEWTs that had her worried and stressed. The biggest stress though was Cal quitting school. Leaving and she worried about him. She couldn't say that aloud though, she knew that. "It's quite busy with the extra portal duties and things, but hopefully we'll figure that out soon."

"Sir I'm very concerned." She wasn't going to lie to him, she had been practicing for over a year, A YEAR, and still no patronus. "Sir I dont' think I can make one. I mean I know I can't, but I don't think I'll ever make one. I think I'm one of those people we talked about last term. I try and I try... I feel like a failure at Head Girl because I can't do one. Professor Vance told me to do one when Mr. Flamsteed was here with the ministry if something happened at the portal and I can't, so I wouldn't have been able to get anyone quick enough." She felt like a complete failure because of it.

He wasn't about to sit there and say that it was part of his job to notice these things. No. Instead, he smiled back at her before saying, "Well, I'm glad it has. You've come a long way since we first met." And that was something he always liked to see: progress. At her compliment, the man did something he hardly ever did: blush. An odd pinkish tinge filled his cheeks and, in an attempt to hide it, he simply pretended to be busy pushing his glasses further up his nose. "That's very nice of you to say, Natalia. You have shown leadership skills and you've come out of your shell quite a bit, especially recently." She deserved some credit too, after all.

Fine. It's going fine.

Did Hirsch believe this?

No.

As it were, the Defence Professor sat back in his seat and waited for an elaboration to that answer. He always had it in his mind that she could tell him anything and anything she did say would stay between the two of them but he wasn't about to bug her for an answer. "Hopefully," he agreed, nodding at her, "Hopefully, you'll be back to your usual routine in no time. It must be frustrating to no end."

.............. Oh.

This admitting of feelings changed the tone completely. For some reason, it made Hirsch feel bad for not being able to teach her how to cast a patronus properly. As if he'd let her down or strung her along because, yes, not everyone can cast a patronus. "Natalia," he started in a softer tone, sitting up slightly, "The Patronus Charm is a very complicated piece of magic. Not everyone can cast it and that's fine. In fact, there are people in the Ministry that can't cast it but they are still competent Ministry workers. If there's one thing I want you to take away from this meeting, it's this: you're not a failure for not being able to cast a patronus. You're only eighteen, after all, and this is a very complex piece of magic."

Pause.

"Besides, who's to say you might not be able to cast one in the future? Maybe you need something very happy to happen to you before you can use that strong surge of happiness to drive your patronus out. And if you can't cast one, that's nothing to be ashamed of. In the meantime, patronus or not, don't consider yourself anything less than a competent witch."

Bazinga · 03-30-2017, 12:05 AM

Was he blushing?

Natalia couldn't help but smile a little knowing she made a professor blush, especially this professor. No one would ever believe her. "I've come a long way since I've walked through these doors. I know I can be self-destructive, but I do know how far I've come. I wouldn't be sitting here with you if I hadn't." She wasn't one to trust anyone and now she fully trusted most of the professors here. She had been behind and now she was exactly where she needed to be maybe even a little ahead, she had no friends and now she had plenty, and she had her band. So much had changed in the four years she had been at Hogwarts. "I try everyday sir. I don't want to go back to the way I was. Some days are easier than others, but that's life."

She just nodded with his hopefully speech, yes hopefully things would settle down, but she just had a feeling they wouldn't. She was just ready to graduate, but at the same time scared to leave the comfort of the castle.

She put her head down as he spoke about how many did not do a patronus. It didn't help knowing how many could even younger students that seemed like they shouldn't be able to could do them. It truly felt she was the only one in her year at Hogwarts that couldnt' do one. "What if nothing that happy ever comes? I'm not sure my path is allowed to have happy." Not to that extent at least. Everything she always cared about got ruined in one way or another.

"I just think with this portal and all the dangers maybe I wasn't the right fit. They need someone that can get a patronus out as soon as danger is around. If something happens I have to go find a professor not be there to help and just send a message. It's so frustrating."

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