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BanaBatGirl · 04-13-2020, 06:10 PM

The office of Professor/Groundskeeper William Walter Williamson rests in an old stone hut out on the grounds, not too far away from the edge of the magical creature sanctuary and the pasture where students usually attend Care of Magical Creatures lessons.

In addition to being an office, the hut is where Williamson lives and spends most of his time when he's not outside. You need something? Just knock. But because it is a small(ish) living space here, don't be offended if you're not immediately invited in. Outside the hut are a few weather-worn green and silver hand-painted wooden benches, which are comfortable enough to sit and wait a spell in case Williamson is busy tending to some creatures ~~and not just ignoring your knocking in favor of a nap.~~

If you are invited inside the hut, you may be surprised at the general warmth and woodiness of the interior. A lot of high-quality woodwork has been preserved inside the structure as William has continuously worked on cleaning the place and installing some beadboard to lighten up the walls. Atop the large fireplace are a few pots and potions, most related to tending creature-related injuries, but some of which may be used in cooking. Additional homely but functional items, like a handmade quilt, copper tea kettles, cast iron pots and pans, a decent-sized kitchen table with six chairs, an overstuffed green plaid chair, and a soft leather couch fill out the rest of the main room. The hut is certainly bigger on the inside than it appears at first, but there are almost no personal items in sight, save a complete collection of Chocolate Frog cards, framed and resting on a trunk in the corner.

There are often creatures, creature food, and creature accessories scattered around the room, usually on the kitchen table where William tends to dump everything. But don't let that deter you. Just sit down on the couch or at the table and have a cuppa while you talk about creatures.

Oh, and don't mind the addition of his dog-ter (daughter) this year (2093): a black-and-white cruppie named April. Her pink and purple plaid dog bed is in the corner by the fireplace. Watch out if she's not in it! She LOVES to deliver playful nips and licks to the ankles.

BanaBatGirl · 01-28-2021, 04:18 AM

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Originally Posted by Kolyander

Dahlia watched in momentary silence as Williamson prepared a sandwich for her and another for himself to replace the one that April had taken. Yesssss! Peanut on both pieces of bread! That right there, was the only way to make a proper PB&J.

It wasn't fair in her eyes that dogs weren't allowed at Hogwarts. Yes, she completely understand the reasoning behind the rule but... she liked dogs. Okay, she loved practically every single creature she came into contact with... maybe... kinda. "It's sad that she can't have at least one friend here to keep her company." Would one more little cruppie really be so bad? Lia tried hard not to cringe at the mention of the 'new guy'... it wasn't easy.

The plate was picked up as it was slid over to her. "Thank you." She would do her very best to eat over the plate and not get anything on any of Williamson's furniture. "Ohhh, that would be great! I'll come and play with her every chance that I get." Which was all the time. If she didn't have a lesson, homework, or some other prior engagement, she would be here. Or the barns and sanctuary. Getting to play with April definitely counted as helping out with the creatures.

"Do you need any help with any of the other creatures?" Perhaps all of them? If he wanted to keep her busy every spare moment that she had, she would be more than pleased to agree.

"It is, isn't it?" Williamson sighed but didn't say more on the subject, because privately, he had enough animals to deal with without every little kid and professor bringing in their sPeCiAL pEt as well. He put the finishing touches on his own sandwich and settled into the table across from her.

Oh, speaking of animals! "Yes, actually," he answered quickly, and quite brightly. "I need all the help I can get." As in, could she come by every day? Because he'd appreciate it if so.

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Somehow things felt a little easier once all the earth was a top Mollywobbles. Atlas was not really a believer of out of sight and out of mind (had you ever tried to not think about hot pink elephants after someone told you not to? It was practically impossible), but there was a closure to this that made his steps less heavy as he followed the man inside the hut and then gave the place a casual look over.

It was...certainly the most rugged place he had ever been in but with that came a warmth that he hadn't expected. Would the professor totally freak out if he hugged him again? Probably.

For now, the first year waited for the door to close and THEN they could get down to business.

Williamson made certain both Atlas and June were inside before he tugged the door FIRMLY shut and quickly threw up some muffliatos and sealing charms and the like. Couldn't be too careful these days, and plus, he trusted June. And June's....er, nephew-cousin?

"Have a seat wherever," he sighed wearily, heading to the sink himself so he could wash his hands ~~and maybe splash a little water on his dry eyes.~~

Samia · 01-28-2021, 06:29 AM

Arm still around Atlas, June followed WWW inside - though she barely had any words of comfort, and wasn't sure what could she possibly say anymore. She had even considered coming back another time but she really couldn't say no to Atlas.

As the door closed behind them, June really could not get herself to sit, instead she looked at her nephew - as WWW went to wash his face.

"You feeling okay, Atlas?" she asked - her eyes searching his face. And just where was Aries? WHY were they apart? Times like these they needed to be glued to the hip.

"And Williamson?" she turned to look at the man, "Would you like some tea?" Sure, it was his hut - but she could make some REALLY good tea, so he should just let her.

sweetpinkpixie · 01-28-2021, 10:06 AM

Then again...the door closing before he had confirmed a few things may be a dumb move. The hairs had just begun to rise on the back of his neck and there was a little solace in the fact that Professor Williamson was casting certain enchantments around. Surely one of THEM would feel no need to do such things...

He hated how his gut twisted when Auntie June asked about Aries, all kinds of sinister outcomes stirring the pot.

"...I need to know how I can be sure both of you are who you say you are," he blurted out. Perhaps foolishly if, you know, neither of them were actually the adults he trusted and instead more polyjuiced impostors. "Professor Williamson...what word did you used to tell my dad to look himself up beside in the dictionary? Aun---Professor Flamsteed, what bone did I break while playing with your vines when I was 5?"

Vital questions that required CORRECT answers before he moved on to point two on his agenda.

And NO tea until he had confirmation.

Kolyander · 01-28-2021, 02:05 PM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

"It is, isn't it?" Williamson sighed but didn't say more on the subject, because privately, he had enough animals to deal with without every little kid and professor bringing in their sPeCiAL pEt as well. He put the finishing touches on his own sandwich and settled into the table across from her.

Oh, speaking of animals! "Yes, actually," he answered quickly, and quite brightly. "I need all the help I can get." As in, could she come by every day? Because he'd appreciate it if so.

Lia nodded. It truly was sad that not more creatures were allowed, however she did understand the serious complications that could arise from it. If every single student and staff were allowed one creature of their choice it would likely end up in utter chaos. Dogs needs lots of attention, exercise and supervision. That would be really difficult if there was a ton of dogs running all around constantly. Not to mention them chasing around the cats or other small creatures. It probably was for the best that things were kept as is.

When Williamson had finally sat down, Dahlia picked up her sandwich to take the first bite. Mmmmm! It was perfect! Lots of peanut butter and tons of jelly. Definitely one of the best messy snacks ever.

At first, she said nothing in reply to Williamson. She wasn't at all being rude but the large bit of sandwich she currently had in her mouth was keeping her from speaking. There was a quick nod of her head though to show she had been listening. "Yay!" Lia giggled. "Is there any specific ones that you would like me to tend to?" Unless it didn't matter. In which case, consider her everywhere and anywhere. There weren't very many creatures she was unwilling to work with... expect maybe that young cockatrice that had wanted to kill her. Maybe. Cause even though it wasn't thrilled with her when she had met it... it was still pretty darn wicked.

Another large bite of her sandwich was taken, jelly spilling from the sides onto the plate. No doubt landing on her shirt as well.

ArianaBlack · 01-29-2021, 07:06 PM

She followed her professor (and unconscious best friend) in silence as she continued to make way for the hut. Despite the silence, however, she was very much thinking about everything that had transpired minutes prior, trying to sift through the chaotic mess of feelings inside her little body. It was hard to do so much thinking when your face still hurt so much. It was hard to see too, but that wasn't really the point.

Why did Eden attack Emm for NO reason? Why didn't Emm stop yelling when the hoods were always around? Why did Emm dodge all her finite spells? Why did Professor Williamson insist Emm needed punishing? Would Emm be okay? Was her best friend going to hate her when she woke up? WHERE DID EVERYTHING GO WRONG?

And and and.

Kinsay had so many questions. She was starting to get all sorts of overwhelmed again.

So when she came to an abrupt stop in front of the hut, she tried rubbing at her swollen face to wipe away the tears. But the rubbing only made her face hurt more.

BanaBatGirl · 01-30-2021, 02:01 AM

SPOILER!!: Flamsteeds

Would he like some tea? "Yes, Jun---Professor Flamsteed, I would, thank you for asking," he replied from over by the sink, ignoring Atlas for a moment while he finished washing his hands and then dunking his whole entire head under the running tap.

Yeah, yeah, a part of him understood that this behavior (at the kitchen sink, of all sinks) was... gross. But this was HIS hut and June had probably seen worse, right? She'd get it, she was outdoorsy.

He grabbed one of the kitchen towels to dry said hands (and head) on/with. Once he was feeling more himself, and not so bloody emotional, he grunted at the kid. Really, after hosting a funeral for one of the animals, he still thought WWW was... some... what, some weirdo in disguise? What bloody use would the Neo-Alliance have for pretending to be the GROUNDSKEEPER???? Come on. It had been a rough day, though, so he humored the lad with an answer.

"What do you mean, I used to tell him probably five different things depending on the day. Dolt, idiot, ninny, nerd, Muggle-lover... yeah, so, they were bad, but we were much worse to Leo-BALDY, and you know that's the Divination professor's husband---" He cut himself off with a sidelong glance at June. Uh, that was probably too much information to reveal in front of a student, even one related to staff, wasn't it.

Anyway, was he convinced yet? Williamson sat down heavily in a chair at the kitchen table, not even aware of the sigh he released as he stretched out his legs. "Atlas, have a seat, kid." Relax, for five seconds, alright? He appreciated the caution, but. They were fine.

For now.

SPOILER!!: Lil Donovan

Williamson was tucking into his own sandwich too, the peanut butter making his mouth feel pleasantly thick and full. No worries here. He should have brought over a glass of water though; the jelly just wasn't enough sometimes.

"Yeah," he finally managed to reply. "The horses need the most exercise and work... I got someone doing the hippogriffs already... you can't see thestrals by the way, can you?"

Tough question, he knew, but. There was a chance, one never knew.

SPOILER!!: Gryffindors smh

Williamson grumpily led the way into the hut, undoing the enchantments he'd added on the outside of it FIRST (new this year, so fun, not) and levitating Cambrige in first.

"Alright there, James?" he grunted at the second year, feeling bad for the girl just a moment when he caught sight of her face. That's right, the stupid enforcers had hit her with some spell too. Poor kid. He was rubbish at Healing spells, but then he'd never really needed to learn any of that since he'd had Cece for a pal.

Anyway. "Let's go, let's go." He still needed to be in stern mode with her and even more so with her BFF when he brought her back. Once they were inside the hut and he'd put his enchantments BACK in place, he got into the grumpy mode, settling Cambridge on the couch longways, gesturing for James to have the leather chair, and yanking over a chair for himself from the kitchen table.

"Rennervate," he grumpily cast at Emmerson, steeling himself for the inevitable once she came to.

DaniDiNardo · 01-30-2021, 02:24 AM

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B L I N K.

This was not the gate. She was not on her feet, the pair of Ravenclaws were gone, Kizzy's face was swollen, Williamson was looking like SHE was about to be laid into and you know what else? She was no closer to Rosier's office.

It all came flooding back to her quite suddenly. She was walking with Kizzy, then got hit--Williamson. HE got in the way and by the looks of it had KIDNAPPED her and taken her back to his hut as if THAT would make things better. The groan that came as she forced herself into a sitting position confirmed she was no longer silent.

The first mistake.

Emmerson jumped to her feet immediately.

"You silenced me?!?!?!?! YOU, you saw ME hexed and hexed ME again. I had the situation HANDLED!" Emm shrieked, grabbing the closest cushion and hurling it in his direction. "SHE WAS GONNA DIE FOR WHAT SHE DID, YOU JERK!" And another cushion. Kizzy's presence fell right out of her periphery and her raging anger fell to a more...contained aggravation.

Emmerson forced herself back to a more tolerable volume. "I'm telling Headmaster Rosier. You won't help me, I'll help myself. You didn't save anyone, just delayed the inevitable. I'm going to him right now and telling him you were defending a mudblood who attacked me."

ArianaBlack · 01-30-2021, 03:40 AM

SPOILER!!: yikes on bikes, boar squad

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Williamson grumpily led the way into the hut, undoing the enchantments he'd added on the outside of it FIRST (new this year, so fun, not) and levitating Cambrige in first.

"Alright there, James?" he grunted at the second year, feeling bad for the girl just a moment when he caught sight of her face. That's right, the stupid enforcers had hit her with some spell too. Poor kid. He was rubbish at Healing spells, but then he'd never really needed to learn any of that since he'd had Cece for a pal.

Anyway. "Let's go, let's go." He still needed to be in stern mode with her and even more so with her BFF when he brought her back. Once they were inside the hut and he'd put his enchantments BACK in place, he got into the grumpy mode, settling Cambridge on the couch longways, gesturing for James to have the leather chair, and yanking over a chair for himself from the kitchen table.

"Rennervate," he grumpily cast at Emmerson, steeling himself for the inevitable once she came to.

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

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B L I N K.

This was not the gate. She was not on her feet, the pair of Ravenclaws were gone, Kizzy's face was swollen, Williamson was looking like SHE was about to be laid into and you know what else? She was no closer to Rosier's office.

It all came flooding back to her quite suddenly. She was walking with Kizzy, then got hit--Williamson. HE got in the way and by the looks of it had KIDNAPPED her and taken her back to his hut as if THAT would make things better. The groan that came as she forced herself into a sitting position confirmed she was no longer silent.

The first mistake.

Emmerson jumped to her feet immediately.

"You silenced me?!?!?!?! YOU, you saw ME hexed and hexed ME again. I had the situation HANDLED!" Emm shrieked, grabbing the closest cushion and hurling it in his direction. "SHE WAS GONNA DIE FOR WHAT SHE DID, YOU JERK!" And another cushion. Kizzy's presence fell right out of her periphery and her raging anger fell to a more...contained aggravation.

Emmerson forced herself back to a more tolerable volume. "I'm telling Headmaster Rosier. You won't help me, I'll help myself. You didn't save anyone, just delayed the inevitable. I'm going to him right now and telling him you were defending a mudblood who attacked me."

Kinsay wasn't alright, but she nodded anyway and tried her very best to stop crying. Aside from the occasional sniffle, she opted to stay quiet as she stepped into the hut and walked over to the leather chair. Usually Kizzy would try to make herself feel at home and properly contort her body in a million different positions before she found just the right one. She didn't have the energy for that though. Instead, she sat at the very edge of the chair, feeling all sorts of uncomfortable. They were supposed to visit Professor Williamson to give him his gift. Not for trouble. None of this was ever supposed to happen.

Kins looked over at unconscious Emm with all the worry, waiting for Mr. Williamson to wake her up.

O_________________________O

Though she ought to have expected it, the shrieking scared Kizzy enough to make her duck behind the leather chair that she had been sitting on moments prior. When Emm raised her voice like that, it meant it'd only be a matter of seconds before things started flying through the air. Maybe this made her a bad Gryffindor, but her face was already hurting enough without being whacked by rogue cushions.

But then Emm said something that made Kizzy's whole head start spinning again and any lingering pain was the last of Kiz's worries. Spinny head, sinking heart, worried eyes, all the brain fuzz—the WHOLE shabang. All the overwhelming feelings were coming at full speed.

"... You wanted Eden to die?" Nevermind the m-word that also made Kinsay feel all sorts of uncomfortable and upset. The little blonde poked her head back up from behind the seat now, her eyes filled with BIG WORRY (that likely went unseen due to the.... face situation, but the worry was in her tone plenty).

Kolyander · 01-30-2021, 03:57 PM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Williamson was tucking into his own sandwich too, the peanut butter making his mouth feel pleasantly thick and full. No worries here. He should have brought over a glass of water though; the jelly just wasn't enough sometimes.

"Yeah," he finally managed to reply. "The horses need the most exercise and work... I got someone doing the hippogriffs already... you can't see thestrals by the way, can you?"

Tough question, he knew, but. There was a chance, one never knew.

Happiness in a sandwich. That's what this was. Yummy, messy, all over her shirt, happiness. Dahlia didn't even care that she had jelly smudged on the front of her shirt, it could be cleaned later. All she cared for in this very moment was taking another bite of PB&J.

This time when it was her turn to answer Williamson, Lia had already managed to finish what had been in her mouth. Horses. Got it. Those she could handle without any issues whatsoever. "I can help with them. Do they just need tending too or can I ride them as well?" Best to get that question out of the way from the very start.

Thestrals. He wanted to know about Thestrals. Lia licked some jelly off her finger, while shaking her head. "Nah-uh. I really want to be able to see them... but... I also don't want to be able to." Not if it meant she had to lose someone she really care for in order for that to happen. "I do know how to work with them anyhow though. My sister and Papa taught me." Mostly it had been Hady but Hady knew how to work with pretty much any creature that came her way.

BanaBatGirl · 01-31-2021, 06:31 PM

SPOILER!!: more like BOOR squad *titters*

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

...

....

B L I N K.

This was not the gate. She was not on her feet, the pair of Ravenclaws were gone, Kizzy's face was swollen, Williamson was looking like SHE was about to be laid into and you know what else? She was no closer to Rosier's office.

It all came flooding back to her quite suddenly. She was walking with Kizzy, then got hit--Williamson. HE got in the way and by the looks of it had KIDNAPPED her and taken her back to his hut as if THAT would make things better. The groan that came as she forced herself into a sitting position confirmed she was no longer silent.

The first mistake.

Emmerson jumped to her feet immediately.

"You silenced me?!?!?!?! YOU, you saw ME hexed and hexed ME again. I had the situation HANDLED!" Emm shrieked, grabbing the closest cushion and hurling it in his direction. "SHE WAS GONNA DIE FOR WHAT SHE DID, YOU JERK!" And another cushion. Kizzy's presence fell right out of her periphery and her raging anger fell to a more...contained aggravation.

Emmerson forced herself back to a more tolerable volume. "I'm telling Headmaster Rosier. You won't help me, I'll help myself. You didn't save anyone, just delayed the inevitable. I'm going to him right now and telling him you were defending a mudblood who attacked me."

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

Kinsay wasn't alright, but she nodded anyway and tried her very best to stop crying. Aside from the occasional sniffle, she opted to stay quiet as she stepped into the hut and walked over to the leather chair. Usually Kizzy would try to make herself feel at home and properly contort her body in a million different positions before she found just the right one. She didn't have the energy for that though. Instead, she sat at the very edge of the chair, feeling all sorts of uncomfortable. They were supposed to visit Professor Williamson to give him his gift. Not for trouble. None of this was ever supposed to happen.

Kins looked over at unconscious Emm with all the worry, waiting for Mr. Williamson to wake her up.

O_________________________O

Though she ought to have expected it, the shrieking scared Kizzy enough to make her duck behind the leather chair that she had been sitting on moments prior. When Emm raised her voice like that, it meant it'd only be a matter of seconds before things started flying through the air. Maybe this made her a bad Gryffindor, but her face was already hurting enough without being whacked by rogue cushions.

But then Emm said something that made Kizzy's whole head start spinning again and any lingering pain was the last of Kiz's worries. Spinny head, sinking heart, worried eyes, all the brain fuzz—the WHOLE shabang. All the overwhelming feelings were coming at full speed.

"... You wanted Eden to die?" Nevermind the m-word that also made Kinsay feel all sorts of uncomfortable and upset. The little blonde poked her head back up from behind the seat now, her eyes filled with BIG WORRY (that likely went unseen due to the.... face situation, but the worry was in her tone plenty).

Right, there was the reaction he'd been steeling himself for. Williamson let out a LONG SIGH/grunt which was punctuated by the sound of his creaky knees when he got up from his chair. He caught the pillow Emmerson threw and marched all the way around her, going into his room to get something from his laundry basket, and coming back while she was (still) yelling. That's right, he didn't have to take this kind of verbal abuse.

Back in the main room, he waited till she dropped the threat, moving to stand in front of her so she couldn't go anywhere, making quite the nice blockade, actually. He brandished what he'd grabbed from his room.... a once-white-but-surely-it-was-meant-to-be-yellow-surely-it-hadn't-turned-yellow-on-its-own crew sock. It actually stank so bad that WWW held it in Emmerson's face not just to threaten her but because even he couldn't stand the stench rolling off it. Better have it in her nose than in his.

"See this sock? I wore this sock for almost ALL of the last two days. I sweated in this sock. Fed all the animals in this school TWICE in this sock. You want this sock to go into your mouth? Keep yelling and trying to tell ME how YOU had this situation HANDLED."

WWW's voice wasn't SHOUTING, but it wasn't quiet, either. It was a rather low, heated promise of worse things to come for Cambridge if she didn't cooperate starting right now. He pointed to James, who (ironically?) seemed to say just the right thing at the right time. For once.

"Not only would Eden die, with how YOU were handling that mess, Cambridge, but JAMES and KINGSLEY and EVEN YOU would have died too. Or did you miss the part when Rosier's henchmen were pleased that I stunned you?" He paused for sarcastic effect, his Slytherin Sorting really showing now in how controted his face looked when he got sarcastic. "That's right, you did miss that part. Because you were unconscious. Which is just like being dead, ONLY I WOKE YOU UP from your little nap time. Do you actually think that death is a fitting consequence for some sardine-sneezing hex?"

WELL? DID SHE?

Williamson towered over the girl, still waiting for the right answer. Or may Merlin help him and Malachi Trent (if he still existed) forgive him... he WOULD stuff this sock in her mouth. He didn't even GET to the part about her snitching to Rosier.

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Originally Posted by Kolyander

Happiness in a sandwich. That's what this was. Yummy, messy, all over her shirt, happiness. Dahlia didn't even care that she had jelly smudged on the front of her shirt, it could be cleaned later. All she cared for in this very moment was taking another bite of PB&J.

This time when it was her turn to answer Williamson, Lia had already managed to finish what had been in her mouth. Horses. Got it. Those she could handle without any issues whatsoever. "I can help with them. Do they just need tending too or can I ride them as well?" Best to get that question out of the way from the very start.

Thestrals. He wanted to know about Thestrals. Lia licked some jelly off her finger, while shaking her head. "Nah-uh. I really want to be able to see them... but... I also don't want to be able to." Not if it meant she had to lose someone she really care for in order for that to happen. "I do know how to work with them anyhow though. My sister and Papa taught me." Mostly it had been Hady but Hady knew how to work with pretty much any creature that came her way.

Oh, bless, the first year had jelly all over her. Williamson noticed now, now that he had dribbled some down the front of his shirt as well. He hid a smile behind his sandwich. Kids weren't supposed to be cute. Seeing them as cute opened the door to emotions and things. *grunt*

"That's alright," he answered patiently anyway, "Well, if you--- er, run into any, you can feel free to treat them the same as you would the other horses. Only they're carnivores, mind, so be careful of that." Poor beauts couldn't help themselves sometimes.

So about the riding of horses... he let out a small sigh. "Tending, mostly, but I'd stay away from the riding, and that's just for your own safety." He stared at the girl, as though seeing if she got it. "We're kind of under some strict control this year, Dahlia, dunno if you've noticed................."

Kolyander · 02-01-2021, 02:39 PM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Oh, bless, the first year had jelly all over her. Williamson noticed now, now that he had dribbled some down the front of his shirt as well. He hid a smile behind his sandwich. Kids weren't supposed to be cute. Seeing them as cute opened the door to emotions and things. *grunt*

"That's alright," he answered patiently anyway, "Well, if you--- er, run into any, you can feel free to treat them the same as you would the other horses. Only they're carnivores, mind, so be careful of that." Poor beauts couldn't help themselves sometimes.

So about the riding of horses... he let out a small sigh. "Tending, mostly, but I'd stay away from the riding, and that's just for your own safety." He stared at the girl, as though seeing if she got it. "We're kind of under some strict control this year, Dahlia, dunno if you've noticed................."

Whatever mess Lia was making all over her shirt, was noticed but ignored. For now. Once she had finished eating, she would take care if. What was also noticed was the jelly that Williamson also had on her shirt. Sorry, not sorry, for the soft little giggles from her about it.

"Run into them? Are they... not in the barn?" She knew there was a stall in there for them, she had seen it. Dahlia nodded her head. Yes, yes, she knew that they were indeed carnivores. "There's specific treats for them then?" Since they had a different diet and all. "Are they friendly, Professor?" Only asking because well... she didn't want to go putting her hand or anything into a stall of creatures she couldn't actually see.

Williamson need say no more. If his tone of voice right than hadn't been enough (it was!), than the look on the man's face as he spoke to her surely had been. The first year understood loud and clear. She nodded her head firmly. "I understand." Putting herself into harms way was one thing, but putting others into it as well, was a no go. And as much as she loved creatures and wanted them all to be happy and healthy, there would be no riding the horses for the foreseeable future.

DaniDiNardo · 02-01-2021, 10:56 PM

SPOILER!!: This isn't getting better

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

SPOILER!!: yikes on bikes, boar squad

Kinsay wasn't alright, but she nodded anyway and tried her very best to stop crying. Aside from the occasional sniffle, she opted to stay quiet as she stepped into the hut and walked over to the leather chair. Usually Kizzy would try to make herself feel at home and properly contort her body in a million different positions before she found just the right one. She didn't have the energy for that though. Instead, she sat at the very edge of the chair, feeling all sorts of uncomfortable. They were supposed to visit Professor Williamson to give him his gift. Not for trouble. None of this was ever supposed to happen.

Kins looked over at unconscious Emm with all the worry, waiting for Mr. Williamson to wake her up.

O_________________________O

Though she ought to have expected it, the shrieking scared Kizzy enough to make her duck behind the leather chair that she had been sitting on moments prior. When Emm raised her voice like that, it meant it'd only be a matter of seconds before things started flying through the air. Maybe this made her a bad Gryffindor, but her face was already hurting enough without being whacked by rogue cushions.

But then Emm said something that made Kizzy's whole head start spinning again and any lingering pain was the last of Kiz's worries. Spinny head, sinking heart, worried eyes, all the brain fuzz—the WHOLE shabang. All the overwhelming feelings were coming at full speed.

"... You wanted Eden to die?" Nevermind the m-word that also made Kinsay feel all sorts of uncomfortable and upset. The little blonde poked her head back up from behind the seat now, her eyes filled with BIG WORRY (that likely went unseen due to the.... face situation, but the worry was in her tone plenty).

Quote:

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

SPOILER!!: more like BOOR squad *titters*

Right, there was the reaction he'd been steeling himself for. Williamson let out a LONG SIGH/grunt which was punctuated by the sound of his creaky knees when he got up from his chair. He caught the pillow Emmerson threw and marched all the way around her, going into his room to get something from his laundry basket, and coming back while she was (still) yelling. That's right, he didn't have to take this kind of verbal abuse.

Back in the main room, he waited till she dropped the threat, moving to stand in front of her so she couldn't go anywhere, making quite the nice blockade, actually. He brandished what he'd grabbed from his room.... a once-white-but-surely-it-was-meant-to-be-yellow-surely-it-hadn't-turned-yellow-on-its-own crew sock. It actually stank so bad that WWW held it in Emmerson's face not just to threaten her but because even he couldn't stand the stench rolling off it. Better have it in her nose than in his.

"See this sock? I wore this sock for almost ALL of the last two days. I sweated in this sock. Fed all the animals in this school TWICE in this sock. You want this sock to go into your mouth? Keep yelling and trying to tell ME how YOU had this situation HANDLED."

WWW's voice wasn't SHOUTING, but it wasn't quiet, either. It was a rather low, heated promise of worse things to come for Cambridge if she didn't cooperate starting right now. He pointed to James, who (ironically?) seemed to say just the right thing at the right time. For once.

"Not only would Eden die, with how YOU were handling that mess, Cambridge, but JAMES and KINGSLEY and EVEN YOU would have died too. Or did you miss the part when Rosier's henchmen were pleased that I stunned you?" He paused for sarcastic effect, his Slytherin Sorting really showing now in how controted his face looked when he got sarcastic. "That's right, you did miss that part. Because you were unconscious. Which is just like being dead, ONLY I WOKE YOU UP from your little nap time. Do you actually think that death is a fitting consequence for some sardine-sneezing hex?"

WELL? DID SHE?

Williamson towered over the girl, still waiting for the right answer. Or may Merlin help him and Malachi Trent (if he still existed) forgive him... he WOULD stuff this sock in her mouth. He didn't even GET to the part about her snitching to Rosier.

Oh, bless, the first year had jelly all over her. Williamson noticed now, now that he had dribbled some down the front of his shirt as well. He hid a smile behind his sandwich. Kids weren't supposed to be cute. Seeing them as cute opened the door to emotions and things. *grunt*

"That's alright," he answered patiently anyway, "Well, if you--- er, run into any, you can feel free to treat them the same as you would the other horses. Only they're carnivores, mind, so be careful of that." Poor beauts couldn't help themselves sometimes.

So about the riding of horses... he let out a small sigh. "Tending, mostly, but I'd stay away from the riding, and that's just for your own safety." He stared at the girl, as though seeing if she got it. "We're kind of under some strict control this year, Dahlia, dunno if you've noticed................."

Well, it shut her up.

Emmerson sunk back onto the couch, patently ignoring Kizzy's question. It should have been obvious. She wouldn't have done it if she didn't mean it and wouldn't have taken a hex unless there was something far worse coming for the other person. Except, nothing happened to Eden--nothing of any REAL note. Where were they anyway? Had the professor just let them go???

Unbelievable.

She's attacked and only she has to see the professor after. Kizzy, too, apparently. Far as she could remember, Kinsay was on Williamson's side. Tut tut tut, sold her out and STILL had to come along. Was it worth it, Kiz? Was it?

Emmerson eased back. arms folded in an attempt to get as FAR as possible from that disgusting sock (Merlin was it foul).

It should probably go without saying she didn't believe a word BIAS!WLLIAMSON was spouting. Of course he'd say that. He wanted her to think he was right and she was wrong, but she KNEW better. She had been paying attention. At worst, she'd be punished but Eden would still be killed and you know what? It'd be worth it.

The Gryffindor remained silent, waiting to be dismissed so she could go tattle in peace. He wanted her quiet, he had it. She hoped he liked a good crucio-ing.

In fact. Time to speed this up. "You're right. Lesson learned." Not a lie. She learned a LOT today about both people present.

ArianaBlack · 02-02-2021, 01:47 AM

SPOILER!!: uh kiz aint helping so WWW its up to you! No pressure!

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Right, there was the reaction he'd been steeling himself for. Williamson let out a LONG SIGH/grunt which was punctuated by the sound of his creaky knees when he got up from his chair. He caught the pillow Emmerson threw and marched all the way around her, going into his room to get something from his laundry basket, and coming back while she was (still) yelling. That's right, he didn't have to take this kind of verbal abuse.

Back in the main room, he waited till she dropped the threat, moving to stand in front of her so she couldn't go anywhere, making quite the nice blockade, actually. He brandished what he'd grabbed from his room.... a once-white-but-surely-it-was-meant-to-be-yellow-surely-it-hadn't-turned-yellow-on-its-own crew sock. It actually stank so bad that WWW held it in Emmerson's face not just to threaten her but because even he couldn't stand the stench rolling off it. Better have it in her nose than in his.

"See this sock? I wore this sock for almost ALL of the last two days. I sweated in this sock. Fed all the animals in this school TWICE in this sock. You want this sock to go into your mouth? Keep yelling and trying to tell ME how YOU had this situation HANDLED."

WWW's voice wasn't SHOUTING, but it wasn't quiet, either. It was a rather low, heated promise of worse things to come for Cambridge if she didn't cooperate starting right now. He pointed to James, who (ironically?) seemed to say just the right thing at the right time. For once.

"Not only would Eden die, with how YOU were handling that mess, Cambridge, but JAMES and KINGSLEY and EVEN YOU would have died too. Or did you miss the part when Rosier's henchmen were pleased that I stunned you?" He paused for sarcastic effect, his Slytherin Sorting really showing now in how controted his face looked when he got sarcastic. "That's right, you did miss that part. Because you were unconscious. Which is just like being dead, ONLY I WOKE YOU UP from your little nap time. Do you actually think that death is a fitting consequence for some sardine-sneezing hex?"

WELL? DID SHE?

Williamson towered over the girl, still waiting for the right answer. Or may Merlin help him and Malachi Trent (if he still existed) forgive him... he WOULD stuff this sock in her mouth. He didn't even GET to the part about her snitching to Rosier.

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Well, it shut her up.

Emmerson sunk back onto the couch, patently ignoring Kizzy's question. It should have been obvious. She wouldn't have done it if she didn't mean it and wouldn't have taken a hex unless there was something far worse coming for the other person. Except, nothing happened to Eden--nothing of any REAL note. Where were they anyway? Had the professor just let them go???

Unbelievable.

She's attacked and only she has to see the professor after. Kizzy, too, apparently. Far as she could remember, Kinsay was on Williamson's side. Tut tut tut, sold her out and STILL had to come along. Was it worth it, Kiz? Was it?

Emmerson eased back. arms folded in an attempt to get as FAR as possible from that disgusting sock (Merlin was it foul).

It should probably go without saying she didn't believe a word BIAS!WLLIAMSON was spouting. Of course he'd say that. He wanted her to think he was right and she was wrong, but she KNEW better. She had been paying attention. At worst, she'd be punished but Eden would still be killed and you know what? It'd be worth it.

The Gryffindor remained silent, waiting to be dismissed so she could go tattle in peace. He wanted her quiet, he had it. She hoped he liked a good crucio-ing.

In fact. Time to speed this up. "You're right. Lesson learned." Not a lie. She learned a LOT today about both people present.

Kizzy was happy to hide behind the leather chair, far away from the smelly sock. That was just about the only good thing this entire ordeal had to offer though. She still had a sore face and Professor Williamson was still being mean and angry and Emm was still acting like someone Kizzy could hardly recognize.

Everything hurt. Her heart even more so than her face.

And despite feeling a strange sort of way about her best friend right now, there was still something bothering Kinsay a whole lot. Something she needed to clear up before she could even BEGIN to sift through all the other Bad Thoughts. "Emm, are you mad at me?" There were bigger questions to ask, of course, but none that mattered as much as this one did. "You were yelling and I was scared and I didn't want us to get hurt because the Hoods hurt people and..." And and and and and. She was trying her best not to cry even though she reaaaaally felt like crying. "I was just trying to help."

sweetpinkpixie · 02-02-2021, 04:06 AM

Not to be dramatic or anything but...HE WAS DISTRAUGHT, SCARED, CONFUSED, AND TRYING HIS BEST NOT TO PEE HIMSELF EVERY SECOND OF EVERY DAY, OKAY?!

Atlas' shoulders noticeably slacked once Professor Williamson spoke (though he could have done a little without the man taking a bath in the sink like that) and he found himself sufficiently convinced that this man was who he said he was. The information about Professor Kitridge went right on over his head, it was nonconsequential at the moment. While he still wanted Auntie June to answer his question too, for practice and all, he was desperate to get a thought off his chest and out there for Professor Williamson to hear. To think about. To maybe take and run with because it was a waste in the hands of a first year like himself.

So...uh...no sitting was happening just yet.

"We need their help. The acromantulas. In the Forbidden Forest. Centaurs too. Dad told me about alliances and treaties or whatever adults do made with them while he was still here at Hogwarts. They HAVE to help us. They have to!"

BanaBatGirl · 02-03-2021, 03:27 AM

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Whatever mess Lia was making all over her shirt, was noticed but ignored. For now. Once she had finished eating, she would take care if. What was also noticed was the jelly that Williamson also had on his shirt. Sorry, not sorry, for the soft little giggles from her about it.

"Run into them? Are they... not in the barn?" She knew there was a stall in there for them, she had seen it. Dahlia nodded her head. Yes, yes, she knew that they were indeed carnivores. "There's specific treats for them then?" Since they had a different diet and all. "Are they friendly, Professor?" Only asking because well... she didn't want to go putting her hand or anything into a stall of creatures she couldn't actually see.

Williamson need say no more. If his tone of voice right than hadn't been enough (it was!), than the look on the man's face as he spoke to her surely had been. The first year understood loud and clear. She nodded her head firmly. "I understand." Putting herself into harms way was one thing, but putting others into it as well, was a no go. And as much as she loved creatures and wanted them all to be happy and healthy, there would be no riding the horses for the foreseeable future.

Williamson pretended not to notice the giggles. Some of these kids were alright, you know? He could put up with the littles ones that DIDN'T have death wishes.

"Oh, errrrrr, yes, they are, but you might... nudge something invisible, if you can't see them...." He didn't want to freak the girl out, but they DID get hungry and curious and insistent on treats too. So he'd leave it at that. "Definitely friendly; all the school-owned animals are angels, really. Dead squirrels and the like go to the thestrals."

Saying school-owned... made him glance under the table for a sec for a sign of April. It had been too long since he'd heard her, which meant she was probably in his bedroom right now trying to eat a sock. Great.

He said nothing more about the Neo-School-Year-Rules, but nodded solemnly and finished off his sandwich, dusting crumbs off his hands and onto his plate.

SPOILER!!: Ladies

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Well, it shut her up.

Emmerson sunk back onto the couch, patently ignoring Kizzy's question. It should have been obvious. She wouldn't have done it if she didn't mean it and wouldn't have taken a hex unless there was something far worse coming for the other person. Except, nothing happened to Eden--nothing of any REAL note. Where were they anyway? Had the professor just let them go???

Unbelievable.

She's attacked and only she has to see the professor after. Kizzy, too, apparently. Far as she could remember, Kinsay was on Williamson's side. Tut tut tut, sold her out and STILL had to come along. Was it worth it, Kiz? Was it?

Emmerson eased back. arms folded in an attempt to get as FAR as possible from that disgusting sock (Merlin was it foul).

It should probably go without saying she didn't believe a word BIAS!WLLIAMSON was spouting. Of course he'd say that. He wanted her to think he was right and she was wrong, but she KNEW better. She had been paying attention. At worst, she'd be punished but Eden would still be killed and you know what? It'd be worth it.

The Gryffindor remained silent, waiting to be dismissed so she could go tattle in peace. He wanted her quiet, he had it. She hoped he liked a good crucio-ing.

In fact. Time to speed this up. "You're right. Lesson learned." Not a lie. She learned a LOT today about both people present.

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Kizzy was happy to hide behind the leather chair, far away from the smelly sock. That was just about the only good thing this entire ordeal had to offer though. She still had a sore face and Professor Williamson was still being mean and angry and Emm was still acting like someone Kizzy could hardly recognize.

Everything hurt. Her heart even more so than her face.

And despite feeling a strange sort of way about her best friend right now, there was still something bothering Kinsay a whole lot. Something she needed to clear up before she could even BEGIN to sift through all the other Bad Thoughts. "Emm, are you mad at me?" There were bigger questions to ask, of course, but none that mattered as much as this one did. "You were yelling and I was scared and I didn't want us to get hurt because the Hoods hurt people and..." And and and and and. She was trying her best not to cry even though she reaaaaally felt like crying. "I was just trying to help."

Williamson agreed, it wasn't going well, but it was going SIGNIFICANTLY better once Cambridge shut her yap.

He had to agree with James, who WAS helping. He settled onto the couch next to Cambridge, don't worry, not THAT close to her, and dropped the sock between them as a friendly reminder of the lengths he'd go to in order to save his own skin. Er, and the children. Yes. To save them all.

He looked to Kinsay next, not believing Emmerson for a minute. "Can you talk some sense into your friend about why snitching is the WORST thing she could do for us all?" He got his wand out, though, and pointed it her way. "Also, this may hurt, but I'm going to try to fix your face, kid."

Williamson began a bit of slow twirling with his wand, pointing it directly at Kinsay's... bad welts. Poor kid. She didn't deserve this really. Her part in this had just been befriending Cambridge!

SPOILER!!: Flame-steed

Alright so... the kid got it? He was who he said he was?

He sighed and left the dish towel on his head like a doorag, considering Atlas' idea. "I have had some bad experiences with the forest, Flamsteed. Acromantulas don't like us right now.... actually, none of the animals like us after the possessed kids tried to burn it down last year."

He could, however, possibly seek out the centaurs. IF Rosier's squad weren't in there already. He wouldn't put it past them to be doing something in the forest... the man had (as he knew now) had to have reasons for kicking WWW out of Hogwarts last summer....

Kolyander · 02-03-2021, 02:27 PM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Williamson pretended not to notice the giggles. Some of these kids were alright, you know? He could put up with the littles ones that DIDN'T have death wishes.

"Oh, errrrrr, yes, they are, but you might... nudge something invisible, if you can't see them...." He didn't want to freak the girl out, but they DID get hungry and curious and insistent on treats too. So he'd leave it at that. "Definitely friendly; all the school-owned animals are angels, really. Dead squirrels and the like go to the thestrals."

Saying school-owned... made him glance under the table for a sec for a sign of April. It had been too long since he'd heard her, which meant she was probably in his bedroom right now trying to eat a sock. Great.

He said nothing more about the Neo-School-Year-Rules, but nodded solemnly and finished off his sandwich, dusting crumbs off his hands and onto his plate.

The fact that her giggles hadn't gotten any response from Williamson went completely unnoticed. She was adorable and she knew it but that was besides the point. There was food still on the plate in her hands, which she was happily finishing quickly and talk about creatures. Ones that weren't out to kill or harm her. While she was a very adventurous child, she didn't purposely go out and look for danger. However if she had a reason then well... that was something else entirely.

Ooooh. Well yes, that made perfect sense. If she couldn't see them than chances were high that she could end up walking into them or them into her. "I'll be sure to always keep that at the front of my mind whenever I'm anywhere close to their stables." Dead squirrels. Eeewww. Not her choice of treats at all but well.. if that's what the Threstals liked that that was on them. "Right.. I'll make sure they get treats too." Treats and not nibbles of her fingers or clothing or anything else. Just because she couldn't see them, doesn't mean they should go ignored.

The last of her sandwich was shoved into her mouth and the bit of jelly wiped off and onto the plate, leaving a smudge of purple on her shirt. No more talk about Melty Face Impostor Headmaster and his evil minions was good. Lia was able to relax once again. "Everyone in the barn and pastures will be taken care of. April too." As much as she could help out, she would. Maybe she could even recruit her other siblings and cousins to come and help. She already knew that Lukas already was so she wouldn't need to bug him about it.

DaniDiNardo · 02-04-2021, 03:07 PM

SPOILER!!: The snitchin' squad

Emmerson wasn't having any of this. When Williamson took the spot next to her on the couch, the 12-year-old got right up and moved to the one on the other side of the room. They were not friends, there were not buds, he was unlikely to even remain her Professor for much longer and no one would be talking sense into any part of her prepubescent brain today.

Rather than respond to Kizzy who was thankfully getting her face fixed--because yikes, who did that? How soon could she tell on them, too?--Emm turned her head the other way. Instead of giving either any attention, the Gryffindor kept her lips sealed shut and trained her stubborn glare toward the window.

In her head, she counted out the minutes, trying her best to tune them both out. Her mind would not be changed. Shy of having Eden brought in so she could mess her up good, nothing would take Emmerson off the war path for "justice".

Emmerson was plenty mad, and didn't have to stop being mad if she didn't want to. How much longer would this be? Rosier was a busy man. She'd need to catch him before he was gone off to do more awful things.

ArianaBlack · 02-04-2021, 11:19 PM

SPOILER!!: The sadness squad... oh wait? that's just Kizzy?

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Williamson agreed, it wasn't going well, but it was going SIGNIFICANTLY better once Cambridge shut her yap.

He had to agree with James, who WAS helping. He settled onto the couch next to Cambridge, don't worry, not THAT close to her, and dropped the sock between them as a friendly reminder of the lengths he'd go to in order to save his own skin. Er, and the children. Yes. To save them all.

He looked to Kinsay next, not believing Emmerson for a minute. "Can you talk some sense into your friend about why snitching is the WORST thing she could do for us all?" He got his wand out, though, and pointed it her way. "Also, this may hurt, but I'm going to try to fix your face, kid."

Williamson began a bit of slow twirling with his wand, pointing it directly at Kinsay's... bad welts. Poor kid. She didn't deserve this really. Her part in this had just been befriending Cambridge!

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Emmerson wasn't having any of this. When Williamson took the spot next to her on the couch, the 12-year-old got right up and moved to the one on the other side of the room. They were not friends, there were not buds, he was unlikely to even remain her Professor for much longer and no one would be talking sense into any part of her prepubescent brain today.

Rather than respond to Kizzy who was thankfully getting her face fixed--because yikes, who did that? How soon could she tell on them, too?--Emm turned her head the other way. Instead of giving either any attention, the Gryffindor kept her lips sealed shut and trained her stubborn glare toward the window.

In her head, she counted out the minutes, trying her best to tune them both out. Her mind would not be changed. Shy of having Eden brought in so she could mess her up good, nothing would take Emmerson off the war path for "justice".

Emmerson was plenty mad, and didn't have to stop being mad if she didn't want to. How much longer would this be? Rosier was a busy man. She'd need to catch him before he was gone off to do more awful things.

Now that everyone appeared to be done yelling, Kinsay finally felt it safe enough to move back around the leather chair again to sit down. She was still visibly uncomfortable and it showed in her stiff posture.

But what hurt the most was that Emm didn't answer her question, probably wasn't even listening to a word Kizzy had just said. Of course, not answering the question was just as much an answer as any. Emm was mad at her. Kizzy had known it too. She just wanted the verbal confirmation. The very thought made Kiz feel lousy with guilt, but she didn't know what to apologize for because in her heart of hearts she knew that she did the right thing...... Right? Being twelve was hard enough without all of this stuff.

Only then did Kiz shift her gaze from the back of Emmerson's head to turn towards Professor Williamson instead. She gave him a helpless sort of look before bracing herself for the pain that was to come. And boy, did the pain come. Kinz tried not to whimper, but um. There were definitely tears in her eyes as the welts began disappearing one by one. And with her eyes plainly visible now, it was hard to miss her welled up tears.

"Emm, please," was begging a new low? "They're the bad guys. Headmaster Rosier isn't a good person, you know that!" Kinsay James was A MESS. A big, confused MESS. And she couldn't think straight. And the brain fuzz was back. "If you tell him and they use unforgivables on people, I-I don't think I can be your friend anymore." She was trying to be Gryffindor brave, but that didn't stop her voice from breaking.

Reality hurt real bad. Really, really, really bad. Best friends were supposed to be forever.

Samia · 02-05-2021, 07:00 PM

SPOILER!!: you twooo

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Then again...the door closing before he had confirmed a few things may be a dumb move. The hairs had just begun to rise on the back of his neck and there was a little solace in the fact that Professor Williamson was casting certain enchantments around. Surely one of THEM would feel no need to do such things...

He hated how his gut twisted when Auntie June asked about Aries, all kinds of sinister outcomes stirring the pot.

"...I need to know how I can be sure both of you are who you say you are," he blurted out. Perhaps foolishly if, you know, neither of them were actually the adults he trusted and instead more polyjuiced impostors. "Professor Williamson...what word did you used to tell my dad to look himself up beside in the dictionary? Aun---Professor Flamsteed, what bone did I break while playing with your vines when I was 5?"

Vital questions that required CORRECT answers before he moved on to point two on his agenda.

And NO tea until he had confirmation.

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SPOILER!!: Flamsteeds

Would he like some tea? "Yes, Jun---Professor Flamsteed, I would, thank you for asking," he replied from over by the sink, ignoring Atlas for a moment while he finished washing his hands and then dunking his whole entire head under the running tap.

Yeah, yeah, a part of him understood that this behavior (at the kitchen sink, of all sinks) was... gross. But this was HIS hut and June had probably seen worse, right? She'd get it, she was outdoorsy.

He grabbed one of the kitchen towels to dry said hands (and head) on/with. Once he was feeling more himself, and not so bloody emotional, he grunted at the kid. Really, after hosting a funeral for one of the animals, he still thought WWW was... some... what, some weirdo in disguise? What bloody use would the Neo-Alliance have for pretending to be the GROUNDSKEEPER???? Come on. It had been a rough day, though, so he humored the lad with an answer.

"What do you mean, I used to tell him probably five different things depending on the day. Dolt, idiot, ninny, nerd, Muggle-lover... yeah, so, they were bad, but we were much worse to Leo-BALDY, and you know that's the Divination professor's husband---" He cut himself off with a sidelong glance at June. Uh, that was probably too much information to reveal in front of a student, even one related to staff, wasn't it.

Anyway, was he convinced yet? Williamson sat down heavily in a chair at the kitchen table, not even aware of the sigh he released as he stretched out his legs. "Atlas, have a seat, kid." Relax, for five seconds, alright? He appreciated the caution, but. They were fine.

For now.

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Not to be dramatic or anything but...HE WAS DISTRAUGHT, SCARED, CONFUSED, AND TRYING HIS BEST NOT TO PEE HIMSELF EVERY SECOND OF EVERY DAY, OKAY?!

Atlas' shoulders noticeably slacked once Professor Williamson spoke (though he could have done a little without the man taking a bath in the sink like that) and he found himself sufficiently convinced that this man was who he said he was. The information about Professor Kitridge went right on over his head, it was nonconsequential at the moment. While he still wanted Auntie June to answer his question too, for practice and all, he was desperate to get a thought off his chest and out there for Professor Williamson to hear. To think about. To maybe take and run with because it was a waste in the hands of a first year like himself.

So...uh...no sitting was happening just yet.

"We need their help. The acromantulas. In the Forbidden Forest. Centaurs too. Dad told me about alliances and treaties or whatever adults do made with them while he was still here at Hogwarts. They HAVE to help us. They have to!"

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Alright so... the kid got it? He was who he said he was?

He sighed and left the dish towel on his head like a doorag, considering Atlas' idea. "I have had some bad experiences with the forest, Flamsteed. Acromantulas don't like us right now.... actually, none of the animals like us after the possessed kids tried to burn it down last year."

He could, however, possibly seek out the centaurs. IF Rosier's squad weren't in there already. He wouldn't put it past them to be doing something in the forest... the man had (as he knew now) had to have reasons for kicking WWW out of Hogwarts last summer....

June blinked. A little surprised at the sudden interrogation, but recovered quickly - feeling rather proud instead that her nephew had the sensibility to not trust just anyone these days.

"Your knee, and you cried about it for weeks - and then broke it again because Aries told you - you couldn't jump higher than him anymore" she said easily as she moved around to look for some tea and cups - all the while very much ignoring the messy sink situation Williamson had going on.

They had bigger issues at the moment anyway. Putting on the kettle next, she tried not to interject as Williamson tried to reason with the boy - somehow she wasn't sure she wanted to say anything that would have Atlas.. act out - which was saying something, considering that is all what her own gryffindor blood wanted to do.

"Aries. The only thing we can do right now is keep our heads down" she finally said - her tone a bit bitter despite her trying not to be. "You can see what they can do, yes?" she said, turning around to look at him, "So, we have to be careful"

"Help ... will come. I am sure." No, she was not. "But most importantly - right now, I need you to promise me you won't do anything stupid" she added softly.

sweetpinkpixie · 02-06-2021, 09:34 AM

The elation he felt from Auntie June's answer inflated his little balloon of hope...and then moments later Professor Williamson POPPED it. No one in the forest was going to come rescue them. No one would help???? They were...really on their own like this?

"But...but they gotta..." Thanks, professor, now he was leaking from the eyes. "...e-e-even just to carry a m-message to Hogsmeade...s-s-surely...someone..." He felt like a little lost cub right now, one in a desolate and barren land shuffling around desperately and calling for help to anyone who may hear...only no one was listening. No one was coming.

"I'M ATLAS!" he barked at Auntie June while wiping his eyes with his fists, which was not helping much at all considering the thick tears now streaming down his cheeks. It was truly the LAST thing he needed right now to be compared to his brother. "I've seen someone Crucio'd in front of me. I've seen...I've seen the K-K-Killing Curse..." More wiping of his eyes and nose to try and keep his face dry somehow. It wasn't working but at least he felt like he was doing something. "...they...they've got dad...I'mnotdoinganythingstupidandIthoughtIcouldtr ustyoutodosomething..."

BanaBatGirl · 02-09-2021, 10:51 PM

SPOILER!!: Flammies

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Originally Posted by Samia

June blinked. A little surprised at the sudden interrogation, but recovered quickly - feeling rather proud instead that her nephew had the sensibility to not trust just anyone these days.

"Your knee, and you cried about it for weeks - and then broke it again because Aries told you - you couldn't jump higher than him anymore" she said easily as she moved around to look for some tea and cups - all the while very much ignoring the messy sink situation Williamson had going on.

They had bigger issues at the moment anyway. Putting on the kettle next, she tried not to interject as Williamson tried to reason with the boy - somehow she wasn't sure she wanted to say anything that would have Atlas.. act out - which was saying something, considering that is all what her own gryffindor blood wanted to do.

"Aries. The only thing we can do right now is keep our heads down" she finally said - her tone a bit bitter despite her trying not to be. "You can see what they can do, yes?" she said, turning around to look at him, "So, we have to be careful"

"Help ... will come. I am sure." No, she was not. "But most importantly - right now, I need you to promise me you won't do anything stupid" she added softly.

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

The elation he felt from Auntie June's answer inflated his little balloon of hope...and then moments later Professor Williamson POPPED it. No one in the forest was going to come rescue them. No one would help???? They were...really on their own like this?

"But...but they gotta..." Thanks, professor, now he was leaking from the eyes. "...e-e-even just to carry a m-message to Hogsmeade...s-s-surely...someone..." He felt like a little lost cub right now, one in a desolate and barren land shuffling around desperately and calling for help to anyone who may hear...only no one was listening. No one was coming.

"I'M ATLAS!" he barked at Auntie June while wiping his eyes with his fists, which was not helping much at all considering the thick tears now streaming down his cheeks. It was truly the LAST thing he needed right now to be compared to his brother. "I've seen someone Crucio'd in front of me. I've seen...I've seen the K-K-Killing Curse..." More wiping of his eyes and nose to try and keep his face dry somehow. It wasn't working but at least he felt like he was doing something. "...they...they've got dad...I'mnotdoinganythingstupidandIthoughtIcouldtr ustyoutodosomething..."

Williamson nodded gently in agreement with June, even though he did feel something in the middle of his chest give out a few solemn, sad sad thuds. He was truly feeling empathy for these kids, for this little Flamsteed in particular. Because he, too, had been feeling that kind of way.

And now the kid was crying and honestly just making his old heart hurt more. "Damnit, Atlas," he grunted, feeling himself getting choked up again because of the boy's words. He whipped the tea towel off his head and threw it the boy's way, trying not to look at him even as he wiped at SOMETHING in the corner of his OWN eye. "Stop that, kid, stop. Look. We're gonna get your dad back. We're gonna get rid of these guys. WE WILL." He cleared the emotion from his throat and tried to lean toward the boy, hoping his slightly oversized frame wasn't too loom-and-doom for the first year. He was TRYING to speak sneakily was all.

"I didn't say we weren't doing anything, I just..." he glanced again at June out of the corner of his eye. "I just want you to think like me, for a sec. Listen. I know the Flamsteeds can be a bunch of Gryffindor hotheads and ah ah ah," he wagged a finger at the Herbology professor too, "before you can say anything, June, remember you were one of my kid---- er, students once too. But think like a Slytherin for a bit, alright, Atlas? First of all, never show your cards, and that includes no crying. At least, no crying in front of them, okay?"

Williamson paused a moment to remind HIMSELF of the no crying rule. "Second of all, none of us can do anything to fix this mess if we're all dead and buried in the Forest somewhere. So you just focus on learning as much magic as you can, because you never know when you'll need it, and leave the rest up to the adults. We've GOT this." Could he trust them just a LITTLE?

He leaned away from the boy and made eye contact with June over his head. Did they have this, though? Did they? Did they? She'd better back him up on this one, because maybe he secretly needed a bit of a pep talk too to really believe what he'd just said.

SPOILER!!: Dahlia

Right, good answers, good answers. "Well, I wouldn't be opposed to ya starting to work with them today, if you're interested..." he admitted to her with a small smile. What a kid. "I appreciate it," WWW added, after a moment of thought. It did need to be said, after all.

SPOILER!!: The Fight Club, NOT the Snitch Squad

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Emmerson wasn't having any of this. When Williamson took the spot next to her on the couch, the 12-year-old got right up and moved to the one on the other side of the room. They were not friends, there were not buds, he was unlikely to even remain her Professor for much longer and no one would be talking sense into any part of her prepubescent brain today.

Rather than respond to Kizzy who was thankfully getting her face fixed--because yikes, who did that? How soon could she tell on them, too?--Emm turned her head the other way. Instead of giving either any attention, the Gryffindor kept her lips sealed shut and trained her stubborn glare toward the window.

In her head, she counted out the minutes, trying her best to tune them both out. Her mind would not be changed. Shy of having Eden brought in so she could mess her up good, nothing would take Emmerson off the war path for "justice".

Emmerson was plenty mad, and didn't have to stop being mad if she didn't want to. How much longer would this be? Rosier was a busy man. She'd need to catch him before he was gone off to do more awful things.

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

SPOILER!!: The sadness squad... oh wait? that's just Kizzy?

Now that everyone appeared to be done yelling, Kinsay finally felt it safe enough to move back around the leather chair again to sit down. She was still visibly uncomfortable and it showed in her stiff posture.

But what hurt the most was that Emm didn't answer her question, probably wasn't even listening to a word Kizzy had just said. Of course, not answering the question was just as much an answer as any. Emm was mad at her. Kizzy had known it too. She just wanted the verbal confirmation. The very thought made Kiz feel lousy with guilt, but she didn't know what to apologize for because in her heart of hearts she knew that she did the right thing...... Right? Being twelve was hard enough without all of this stuff.

Only then did Kiz shift her gaze from the back of Emmerson's head to turn towards Professor Williamson instead. She gave him a helpless sort of look before bracing herself for the pain that was to come. And boy, did the pain come. Kinz tried not to whimper, but um. There were definitely tears in her eyes as the welts began disappearing one by one. And with her eyes plainly visible now, it was hard to miss her welled up tears.

"Emm, please," was begging a new low? "They're the bad guys. Headmaster Rosier isn't a good person, you know that!" Kinsay James was A MESS. A big, confused MESS. And she couldn't think straight. And the brain fuzz was back. "If you tell him and they use unforgivables on people, I-I don't think I can be your friend anymore." She was trying to be Gryffindor brave, but that didn't stop her voice from breaking.

Reality hurt real bad. Really, really, really bad. Best friends were supposed to be forever.

Seriously, Cambridge?

With the spell finished on James, Williamson grunted and got himself off the couch, going over to a cabinet to loudly rummage through it, pulling out potions and bottles and unctions and all kinds of little containers and bandages and the like, all until he found what he was looking for. Of course, he was giving James a chance to talk some sense into her friend. Not that he was expecting it to work. Cambridge was a special kind of stubborn. Maybe she was half-troll? He hadn't considered this but then he'd seen stranger things in the field.

He came back, passing by Kinsay's seat, and dropping the calming potion in her lap as he passed. Then he grumpily threw himself onto the couch, stretching out like he was at a therapy appointment (and Merlin knew they were all going to need THAT after this year). He even tucked both his hands behind his head, glaring up at the ceiling with his brown eyes.

"Listen to your friend, Emmerson. She might be the last one you have. Until I'm convinced you're not a danger to yourself, me, or others, you're not leaving."

See, he could be half-troll too.

Kolyander · 02-10-2021, 02:16 PM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Right, good answers, good answers. "Well, I wouldn't be opposed to ya starting to work with them today, if you're interested..." he admitted to her with a small smile. What a kid. "I appreciate it," WWW added, after a moment of thought. It did need to be said, after all.

The fact that Williamson's next answer was short, sweet and straight to the point was perfect. Dahlia found herself actually smiling right than and nodding her head before all of what he had said even fully registered in her head. "I can do that." There was nothing else she needed or wanted to do right now. "I don't mind at all. Working with creatures is what I like to do." It was one of the many things on her list of activities but it was higher up on the list then most other things.

"I should probably be on my way now." Surely he had much more important things to be doing than sitting around and talking with her. "Thank you for the sandwich, Professor. It was really good." She had set the empty plate back onto the table before getting to her feet.

BanaBatGirl · 02-11-2021, 04:06 PM

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Originally Posted by Kolyander

The fact that Williamson's next answer was short, sweet and straight to the point was perfect. Dahlia found herself actually smiling right than and nodding her head before all of what he had said even fully registered in her head. "I can do that." There was nothing else she needed or wanted to do right now. "I don't mind at all. Working with creatures is what I like to do." It was one of the many things on her list of activities but it was higher up on the list then most other things.

"I should probably be on my way now." Surely he had much more important things to be doing than sitting around and talking with her. "Thank you for the sandwich, Professor. It was really good." She had set the empty plate back onto the table before getting to her feet.

Honestly, where had they found these Donovan kids, and would there be more of them coming to Hogwarts? Asking for a friend ~~who liked to avoid his own responsibilities and appreciated putting them to work, yes.~~ Ahem.

"Alright, Dahlia, thanks for stopping by and putting up with April." Whom he should... really look for soon. He smiled genuinely about the sandwich, and got up too so he could get the door for her. "Be careful out there, kid." It was, as they say, a mad, mad world.

Kolyander · 02-11-2021, 04:23 PM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Honestly, where had they found these Donovan kids, and would there be more of them coming to Hogwarts? Asking for a friend ~~who liked to avoid his own responsibilities and appreciated putting them to work, yes.~~ Ahem.

"Alright, Dahlia, thanks for stopping by and putting up with April." Whom he should... really look for soon. He smiled genuinely about the sandwich, and got up too so he could get the door for her. "Be careful out there, kid." It was, as they say, a mad, mad world.

Unfortunately Dahlia was oblivious to Williamson's thoughts, which was rather sad. If only he had asked out loud she could've explained it all to him. All things creatures was something nearly everyone in her family shared. It was instilled within them since birth that creatures were one and the same, how to care of them and respect them. Plants and flowers as well but most creatures. All things outdoorsy really.

"You're welcome, Professor. Thanks for talking with me and I don't mind April, I like her." She would be back to play with the crup once that fenced in area was set up for her. "I will, I try to keep a low profile." Or as low of a profile as she could manage these days. With a gentle smile and a little wave, the first year was on her way, already heading directly to the barn.

Perhaps sometime she would drag her other siblings and cousins along. And hopefully when they were all gone from Hogwarts her nieces and nephews would continue to help look after all the creatures. Only time would tell how things would play out in the future.

DaniDiNardo · 02-12-2021, 12:15 AM

SPOILER!!: NO IT IS THE SNITCHIN' SQUAD, gosh

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

SPOILER!!: The sadness squad... oh wait? that's just Kizzy?

Now that everyone appeared to be done yelling, Kinsay finally felt it safe enough to move back around the leather chair again to sit down. She was still visibly uncomfortable and it showed in her stiff posture.

But what hurt the most was that Emm didn't answer her question, probably wasn't even listening to a word Kizzy had just said. Of course, not answering the question was just as much an answer as any. Emm was mad at her. Kizzy had known it too. She just wanted the verbal confirmation. The very thought made Kiz feel lousy with guilt, but she didn't know what to apologize for because in her heart of hearts she knew that she did the right thing...... Right? Being twelve was hard enough without all of this stuff.

Only then did Kiz shift her gaze from the back of Emmerson's head to turn towards Professor Williamson instead. She gave him a helpless sort of look before bracing herself for the pain that was to come. And boy, did the pain come. Kinz tried not to whimper, but um. There were definitely tears in her eyes as the welts began disappearing one by one. And with her eyes plainly visible now, it was hard to miss her welled up tears.

"Emm, please," was begging a new low? "They're the bad guys. Headmaster Rosier isn't a good person, you know that!" Kinsay James was A MESS. A big, confused MESS. And she couldn't think straight. And the brain fuzz was back. "If you tell him and they use unforgivables on people, I-I don't think I can be your friend anymore." She was trying to be Gryffindor brave, but that didn't stop her voice from breaking.

Reality hurt real bad. Really, really, really bad. Best friends were supposed to be forever.

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Seriously, Cambridge?

With the spell finished on James, Williamson grunted and got himself off the couch, going over to a cabinet to loudly rummage through it, pulling out potions and bottles and unctions and all kinds of little containers and bandages and the like, all until he found what he was looking for. Of course, he was giving James a chance to talk some sense into her friend. Not that he was expecting it to work. Cambridge was a special kind of stubborn. Maybe she was half-troll? He hadn't considered this but then he'd seen stranger things in the field.

He came back, passing by Kinsay's seat, and dropping the calming potion in her lap as he passed. Then he grumpily threw himself onto the couch, stretching out like he was at a therapy appointment (and Merlin knew they were all going to need THAT after this year). He even tucked both his hands behind his head, glaring up at the ceiling with his brown eyes.

"Listen to your friend, Emmerson. She might be the last one you have. Until I'm convinced you're not a danger to yourself, me, or others, you're not leaving."

See, he could be half-troll too.

...

So...so that was it then, huh? The impasse the pair had gotten to. Kizzy was willing to put their friendship on the line for Eden Tilly. Kinsay James was willing to throw away sleepovers, gymnastics competitions, bedtime cuddles...all that...for a girl who saw her minding her own business and chose to attack her.

It said a lot.

It said everything.

Eyes filling with tears, Emmerson stubbornly tried the door. It didn't matter that Williamson said she couldn't leave, the little girl still had to try. When that truly proved impossible, Emm turned to face her apparently former friend. Despite the tears, her expression was resolute and her tone unwavering. "She's not my friend, didn't you hear her? I guess that means I don't have any left. I don't care. Let me go."

The Gryffindor's hands balled into tight fists and she defiantly turned to face the door once more. Whether it was open or not, it was her preferred view. "I don't need friends who take other people's sides. My friend would be dragging me to Headmaster Rosier's demanding justice on my behalf, like I'd have done for her without question." It was true. Eden Tilly would've been in for FAR worse if the hex had gotten Kizzy--Kinsay--instead of her.

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