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feeheeheeny · 09-05-2019, 05:02 AM

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Originally Posted by sarahlooo

If the boy was indeed listening through the door, he wouldn't hear anything. Not unless he could hear the brain cells in the Charms Professor's brain turning about while he worked on lesson plans. He had made it far enough to establish some lessons, but needed some more fine tuning.

Thankfully, his brain exploding was prevented by a knock on the door that took his focus away from the plans. "Come in," he called out from behind his desk, welcoming the distraction.

Teddy was not afforded any extra time to overthink; a voice called to him from behind the door immediately, and the eleven-year-old hesitated. He needed a few more seconds to rehearse this in his head, to gather all his courage, to think of his influences and his desire to make them proud.

But, bravely, he entered the... very small room. Could it even have really been considered a room? Could they really not have done something more for a man of his prestige? Were all the professors subjected to these kinds of "living" quarters?

He didn't have to move into the room very far to arrive very near to the man's desk. Maybe too close for comfort. But Teddy's first impression of him? He had a laid-back aura about him. He kind of reminded him of an older version of Uncle Mo: relatively well-kept and not particularly intimidating, but he had a warmth about him. It was a nice change of pace compared to the high-strung atmosphere of this whole school, and Teddy may have visibly softened at the sight of him if his mission today was not so unnerving.

"Hi," he began uncertainly. "I'm-- a first year-- Ravenclaw-- sorry, I know you're-- not my head of house but-- um, I was told that if I got overwhelmed or missed home that I should... come see..." He paused, clearing his throat uncomfortably. Teddy KNEW what the name said on his small piece of parchment as he had studied it countless times, but to punctuate the fact that these were REAL instructions given to him, he pulled out the note from his pocket to innocently read and extend to him, "...Professor Piersie? Is... this you?"

Big, hopeful eyes.

09-05-2019, 05:02 AM	#4 (permalink)
feeheeheeny Mod Babysitter DMT Dwarf Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: #8000FF Posts: 35,305 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia "Mia" Adair Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Leigh Upstead Hufflepuff Third Year x11	be curious, not judgmental Quote: Originally Posted by sarahlooo If the boy was indeed listening through the door, he wouldn't hear anything. Not unless he could hear the brain cells in the Charms Professor's brain turning about while he worked on lesson plans. He had made it far enough to establish some lessons, but needed some more fine tuning. Thankfully, his brain exploding was prevented by a knock on the door that took his focus away from the plans. "Come in," he called out from behind his desk, welcoming the distraction. Teddy was not afforded any extra time to overthink; a voice called to him from behind the door immediately, and the eleven-year-old hesitated. He needed a few more seconds to rehearse this in his head, to gather all his courage, to think of his influences and his desire to make them proud. But, bravely, he entered the... very small room. Could it even have really been considered a room? Could they really not have done something more for a man of his prestige? Were all the professors subjected to these kinds of "living" quarters? He didn't have to move into the room very far to arrive very near to the man's desk. Maybe too close for comfort. But Teddy's first impression of him? He had a laid-back aura about him. He kind of reminded him of an older version of Uncle Mo: relatively well-kept and not particularly intimidating, but he had a warmth about him. It was a nice change of pace compared to the high-strung atmosphere of this whole school, and Teddy may have visibly softened at the sight of him if his mission today was not so unnerving. "Hi," he began uncertainly. "I'm-- a first year-- Ravenclaw-- sorry, I know you're-- not my head of house but-- um, I was told that if I got overwhelmed or missed home that I should... come see..." He paused, clearing his throat uncomfortably. Teddy KNEW what the name said on his small piece of parchment as he had studied it countless times, but to punctuate the fact that these were REAL instructions given to him, he pulled out the note from his pocket to innocently read and extend to him, "*...Professor Piersie?* Is... this you?**" Big, hopeful eyes. __________________