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In what is known as the Headmaster's Tower, there is a large and ugly stone gargoyle at the entrance of the Headmaster's office. The gargoyle does not talk much, but it's capable of it when necessary. It doesn't reveal the passage to the spiral staircase unless you speak the correct password. There is nothing else in the corridor save for some plants professor Botros left from Headmistress "Annie"'s era. The House-elves take care of them when the headmaster is too busy or too... forgetful.
ooc: - post here if you wish to meet the headmaster.
- If you know the password then speak it immediately, if not then you need to find it or wait for Botros to come along.
- the password will be hidden in one of the threads in the school forum colored this.
So far she didn't know where she was going, she just needed to talk to the Headmaster. She didn't know him but she saw his speech at the opening feast so Larissa knew what he looked like. Unlike the other seventh years in Hogwarts she was new and had no clue where she was going. She just assumed that this fancy stone would take her to the Headmaster's office. She had walked around the school maybe one time and managed to get lost along the way. She hoped that it got easier as it goes.
The brunette looked around a the gargoyle, her brown eyes focused on it carefully. So how did this thing work? Did she have to knock on it? Was there maybe a super secret password that only certain people knew? Rissa stood there for a few moments trying to figure it out but maybe she just had to wait this one out.
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So far she didn't know where she was going, she just needed to talk to the Headmaster. She didn't know him but she saw his speech at the opening feast so Larissa knew what he looked like. Unlike the other seventh years in Hogwarts she was new and had no clue where she was going. She just assumed that this fancy stone would take her to the Headmaster's office. She had walked around the school maybe one time and managed to get lost along the way. She hoped that it got easier as it goes.
The brunette looked around a the gargoyle, her brown eyes focused on it carefully. So how did this thing work? Did she have to knock on it? Was there maybe a super secret password that only certain people knew? Rissa stood there for a few moments trying to figure it out but maybe she just had to wait this one out.
Botros wasn't in his office, he'd just hung the new rules to walking into his corridor when he spotted a Gryffindor waiting for him by the gargoyle. "Hello dear," he smiled warmly at the kid. "Looking for me?" Or was she lost?
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Slightly out of breath from all the running, which included taking the stairs several at a time, the astronomer arrived with the net containing a fox still clutched triumphantly in his hand and Pebbles in the other. He opened his mouth to speak the password and immediately thought against it. There were a number of reasons why not to just barge right up there into the man's office and one of them was furry and had four legs. Rumor was that dogs and foxes did not get along too well and the man would rather not risk loss of limb in any sort of skirmish.
So...he was just going to stand here. With a net. That had a fox in it. And a rock in the other hand.
His feet? Totally crisscrossed. There was no time for shoe swapping at a time like this and the astronomer still had surprisingly good balance despite nearly faceplanting three times.
Totally acting natural - minus the mild panting and little beards of sweat on his brow.
Just another day at Hogwarts.
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Olly the fox had stopped flailing a few minutes ago, once it was clear that he would not be able to get out of the net. He thought it was a good sign that Flamsteed was heading up stairs, instead of out to the grounds. He still had not figured out exactly where the final destination would be until they stopped outside the Headmaster's office.
What?
Was he going to get in trouble for being a fox? Because foxes weren't allowed? Well it was not his fault, it was Culloden's fault for giving them the assignment to turn into animals and having fox be an option. Unless it was a trap to see who would break the rules...
Slightly out of breath from all the running, which included taking the stairs several at a time, the astronomer arrived with the net containing a fox still clutched triumphantly in his hand and Pebbles in the other. He opened his mouth to speak the password and immediately thought against it. There were a number of reasons why not to just barge right up there into the man's office and one of them was furry and had four legs. Rumor was that dogs and foxes did not get along too well and the man would rather not risk loss of limb in any sort of skirmish.
So...he was just going to stand here. With a net. That had a fox in it. And a rock in the other hand.
His feet? Totally crisscrossed. There was no time for shoe swapping at a time like this and the astronomer still had surprisingly good balance despite nearly faceplanting three times.
Totally acting natural - minus the mild panting and little beards of sweat on his brow.
Just another day at Hogwarts.
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Originally Posted by littledhampir
Olly the fox had stopped flailing a few minutes ago, once it was clear that he would not be able to get out of the net. He thought it was a good sign that Flamsteed was heading up stairs, instead of out to the grounds. He still had not figured out exactly where the final destination would be until they stopped outside the Headmaster's office.
What?
Was he going to get in trouble for being a fox? Because foxes weren't allowed? Well it was not his fault, it was Culloden's fault for giving them the assignment to turn into animals and having fox be an option. Unless it was a trap to see who would break the rules...
IT WAS NOT HIS FAULT.
.... umm....?
Botros appeared from behind the gargoyle, his humming stopped and his faint eyebrows rose up higher in his wide forehead. That... was a sight he'd never thought he'd see. His intention was to head for the library to spend some time with Leo and possibly convince him to take Feo off his hands tonight while he went and did some work in the Forest.
"Uh hello?" He stepped out from the staircase area, letting the gargoyle close behind him. Botros' shoes were already switched so he looked down at Flamsteed's crisscrossed feet and grinned. Hehehe.
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Marsha skipped back up to the Castle with Mr McLeod at her side. She was excited! Her idea for a running club was half way to fruition… Mr McLeod seemed to agree with her, now they needed to get information to the Headmaster to see what he thought. Hehee.
Silently, she hoped that her Headmaster would see the greatness that could come from having a student based running club around the year, and she hoped that it was something that they could start up after the main student body were back from Christmas break. Hehe, maybe the Groundskeeper would be able to clear some pathways for those who are staying behind to run over the break.
Hmm, that was something to ask him, later.
As they walked through the Castle, Marsha looked at the Englishman. ”Do you know the password for Headmaster Botros’ office? ‘Cause I don’t.” Whooops.
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Originally Posted by Stormdancer
Marsha skipped back up to the Castle with Mr McLeod at her side. She was excited! Her idea for a running club was half way to fruition… Mr McLeod seemed to agree with her, now they needed to get information to the Headmaster to see what he thought. Hehee.
Silently, she hoped that her Headmaster would see the greatness that could come from having a student based running club around the year, and she hoped that it was something that they could start up after the main student body were back from Christmas break. Hehe, maybe the Groundskeeper would be able to clear some pathways for those who are staying behind to run over the break.
Hmm, that was something to ask him, later.
As they walked through the Castle, Marsha looked at the Englishman. ”Do you know the password for Headmaster Botros’ office? ‘Cause I don’t.” Whooops.
The Groundskeeper along with the young Gryffindor made their way through the castle up to the second floor where the Headmaster's office resided. It was tempting to race the girl there, but with this distance? That'd be a bit much, heh.
The password,"I do-" Wait.. what was it again? "not.. recall at the moment." It had to be the man's favourite meal, didn't it? Shaking his head with a smile. "I'm sure he won't take long." The man could see through the gargoyle's eyes right? Hmm..
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SPOILER!!: foxy snake and Botros
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Originally Posted by littledhampir
Olly the fox had stopped flailing a few minutes ago, once it was clear that he would not be able to get out of the net. He thought it was a good sign that Flamsteed was heading up stairs, instead of out to the grounds. He still had not figured out exactly where the final destination would be until they stopped outside the Headmaster's office.
What?
Was he going to get in trouble for being a fox? Because foxes weren't allowed? Well it was not his fault, it was Culloden's fault for giving them the assignment to turn into animals and having fox be an option. Unless it was a trap to see who would break the rules...
IT WAS NOT HIS FAULT.
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Originally Posted by Magical Soul
.... umm....?
Botros appeared from behind the gargoyle, his humming stopped and his faint eyebrows rose up higher in his wide forehead. That... was a sight he'd never thought he'd see. His intention was to head for the library to spend some time with Leo and possibly convince him to take Feo off his hands tonight while he went and did some work in the Forest.
"Uh hello?" He stepped out from the staircase area, letting the gargoyle close behind him. Botros' shoes were already switched so he looked down at Flamsteed's crisscrossed feet and grinned. Hehehe.
Oblivious to the glance down at his feet - NOW WAS NOT THE TIME TO CARE ABOUT SUCH THINGS - the astronomer presented his bagged fox to the Headmaster with a triumphant, but anxious, grin. "We have a bit of a security breach, Headmaster," he informed the elderly chap. "In light of how easily we were invaded last term I thought it wise to inform you of how easily this little fox entered the castle and threatened to eat a student's familiar. Perhaps it would be in our best interest, for the safety of our students, to place security measures on the recently discovered secret passageways. Enchantments and increased patrols, perhaps."
He held the net a little closer to the man. Did he SEE those devilish eyes? It had all started with something as small as a spiderweb. JUST SAYING, HEADMASTER!
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Marsha skipped back up to the Castle with Mr McLeod at her side. She was excited! Her idea for a running club was half way to fruition… Mr McLeod seemed to agree with her, now they needed to get information to the Headmaster to see what he thought. Hehee.
Silently, she hoped that her Headmaster would see the greatness that could come from having a student based running club around the year, and she hoped that it was something that they could start up after the main student body were back from Christmas break. Hehe, maybe the Groundskeeper would be able to clear some pathways for those who are staying behind to run over the break.
Hmm, that was something to ask him, later.
As they walked through the Castle, Marsha looked at the Englishman. ”Do you know the password for Headmaster Botros’ office? ‘Cause I don’t.” Whooops.
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Originally Posted by Charely Potter
The Groundskeeper along with the young Gryffindor made their way through the castle up to the second floor where the Headmaster's office resided. It was tempting to race the girl there, but with this distance? That'd be a bit much, heh.
The password,"I do-" Wait.. what was it again? "not.. recall at the moment." It had to be the man's favourite meal, didn't it? Shaking his head with a smile. "I'm sure he won't take long." The man could see through the gargoyle's eyes right? Hmm..
Why didn't anyone bother remembering his password anymore? For the next time that week, Botros was met with an unexpected view when the gargoyle opened up and he stepped out of the staircase corridor. "Hi." He smiled widely at the groundskeeper and the Gryffindor. "Uhm can I help you?" Or were they just strolling down the corridor for some odd reason?
DID THEY SWITCH THEIR SHOES?
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
SPOILER!!: foxy snake and Botros
Oblivious to the glance down at his feet - NOW WAS NOT THE TIME TO CARE ABOUT SUCH THINGS - the astronomer presented his bagged fox to the Headmaster with a triumphant, but anxious, grin. "We have a bit of a security breach, Headmaster," he informed the elderly chap. "In light of how easily we were invaded last term I thought it wise to inform you of how easily this little fox entered the castle and threatened to eat a student's familiar. Perhaps it would be in our best interest, for the safety of our students, to place security measures on the recently discovered secret passageways. Enchantments and increased patrols, perhaps."
He held the net a little closer to the man. Did he SEE those devilish eyes? It had all started with something as small as a spiderweb. JUST SAYING, HEADMASTER!
Uhm. Botros tried to pull his gaze off the astronomer's funny feet because he sounded serious in his speech. Ab looked at the cute fox in the bag and tried to find the urgency in this quest??? "Uh, yes, sure. Thank you, Airey," Botros couldn't take his eyes off the fox, poor creature seemed terrified. "When you say threatened to eat a student's familiar... you mean....?" Like, how? He was a small fox. And cute.
"I'll check the wards and protective spells myself and will inform the ministry that we need a quick checkup, too, just to be sure." On his dead body would another hoard of sorts invade this school which wasn't saying much considering his age? shhh.
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The ironic thing about this precise moment was that Airey was finally understanding why Medea's felines always look so proud when they dropped dead rats at his feet or left lizard tails on his pillow. Not that he would EVER admit to such a thing. Ever.
Glancing at the fox, the astronomer cleared his throat and then addressed the Headmaster once more. "Found this guy over at the Hufflepuff barrels. Had someone's feline trapped up on one of them and was circling at the base. You know, foxes DO have the tendency to attack pet felines because they were struggling to find ample food for their survival." See, Medea, he WAS paying attention.
Sometimes.
Not really.
"If there is anything that myself or the other Heads of House can do...." he trailed off awkwardly. After all, it was their common rooms at stake here too. Bit of a vested interest. But if the man wanted to do everything himself...well, Airey may still get his prefects to do a bit more patrolling here and there.
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Grinning widely and being so excited at what this meeting could lead, Marsha had completely forgotten to switch her shoes. In fact, she hadn’t forgotten about it as much as she simply hadn’t read the sign? ”I… - no, we - would like to talk to you about a running club?” Marsha glanced over her shoulder at the groundskeeper. He was still in agreement with her, right? It hadn’t changed in the walk up here… Well, she hoped not anyway.
”I spoke to Mr McLeod about it as I figured that he would be the equivalent Adult… Professor for the job.” Yeah. Someone stop her from rambling now please.
The ironic thing about this precise moment was that Airey was finally understanding why Medea's felines always look so proud when they dropped dead rats at his feet or left lizard tails on his pillow. Not that he would EVER admit to such a thing. Ever.
Glancing at the fox, the astronomer cleared his throat and then addressed the Headmaster once more. "Found this guy over at the Hufflepuff barrels. Had someone's feline trapped up on one of them and was circling at the base. You know, foxes DO have the tendency to attack pet felines because they were struggling to find ample food for their survival." See, Medea, he WAS paying attention.
Sometimes.
Not really.
"If there is anything that myself or the other Heads of House can do...." he trailed off awkwardly. After all, it was their common rooms at stake here too. Bit of a vested interest. But if the man wanted to do everything himself...well, Airey may still get his prefects to do a bit more patrolling here and there.
Airey sounded like he knew what he was talking about. "Okay. Thank you for reporting this, professor. Maybe you would like to return the fox to its... natural habitat...?" The forest? Botros didn't see the creature to be threatening, which was perhaps foolish considering last term, but really, two creature invasions? He knew of no stupid species to go for it after their triumph last term. "Unless," he reached out his hand to pet the fox on his/her head. "One of the students smuggled it in? Can you keep it safe while we investigate about this?" What an extraordinary case he had to work on.
As for their help. "Well, I'm assuming you're working at full capacity already with your Prefects and patrolling. But if you know someone who isn't, please do give them a good talking-to." He was entrusting him with this mission.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Magical Soul
Text Cut: Marsha and Justin
Why didn't anyone bother remembering his password anymore? For the next time that week, Botros was met with an unexpected view when the gargoyle opened up and he stepped out of the staircase corridor. "Hi." He smiled widely at the groundskeeper and the Gryffindor. "Uhm can I help you?" Or were they just strolling down the corridor for some odd reason?
DID THEY SWITCH THEIR SHOES?
Uhm. Botros tried to pull his gaze off the astronomer's funny feet because he sounded serious in his speech. Ab looked at the cute fox in the bag and tried to find the urgency in this quest??? "Uh, yes, sure. Thank you, Airey," Botros couldn't take his eyes off the fox, poor creature seemed terrified. "When you say threatened to eat a student's familiar... you mean....?" Like, how? He was a small fox. And cute.
"I'll check the wards and protective spells myself and will inform the ministry that we need a quick checkup, too, just to be sure." On his dead body would another hoard of sorts invade this school which wasn't saying much considering his age? shhh.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Stormdancer
Grinning widely and being so excited at what this meeting could lead, Marsha had completely forgotten to switch her shoes. In fact, she hadn’t forgotten about it as much as she simply hadn’t read the sign? ”I… - no, we - would like to talk to you about a running club?” Marsha glanced over her shoulder at the groundskeeper. He was still in agreement with her, right? It hadn’t changed in the walk up here… Well, she hoped not anyway.
”I spoke to Mr McLeod about it as I figured that he would be the equivalent Adult… Professor for the job.” Yeah. Someone stop her from rambling now please.
There had been a sense of urgency as the two made their way from the Grounds over here. One could argue this being one of the perks of Justin's previous many trainings from his late father that he had continued on blissfully unaware of the sudden change in his own walking and stature pace. Whoops. The Groundskeeper merely wobbled as he finally took notice before-
"Ah, Headmaster." Grinning, it was like he knew they had arrived all along. "We ought to switch our shoes now." It didn't take him long to do so. Now it was about time to explain the club the young Gryffindor had mentioned, "Miss Hanover here had the brilliant idea for us-" As in the two standing before the Great Man. "to create a club that would continue on after this term with being involved in running along the Grounds." Now why were they here. "Since it would allow anyone to join in should they want to, we came along to seek your approval." It seemed like the next step to get the Headmaster aware of this.
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Oliver was relieved that the Headmaster did not seem as worried about the whole situation as Flamsteed did. He was not worried that the man would try and take some drastic action. But he did not like the sound of being put back into his natural habitat. Olly started wiggling again, trying to somehow free himself. He had sharp claws, right? He tried scratching them against the rope, hoping to be able to cut himself free, but he was unsuccessful.
A weird sensation passed over Olly all of a sudden. What was that? He sniffed with his fox nose to see if there was something nearby, and found that his sense of smell was diminishing. He could not even pick up Flamsteed's scent. The potion was wearing off; he still had not decided if that was good or bad.
At least there would be no question about returning him to his natural habitat. His fox ears shrank back into normal human ears. He lost the reddish fur, to have it replaced by his regular skin. And his body grew, because an eleven year old boy was bigger than a fox. Unfortunately, he was still caught in the same net. The rope dug into his arms and his face. And FINALLY he was able to speak again.
"I'm not a fox I'm a boy!" He pushed against the rope, trying to free himself. That would probably leave a mark. "It was part of an assignment. For Potions! I didn't know foxes weren't allowed!" He tried to look toward the Headmaster as he gave his explanation, but the net did not offer him much freedom of movement. "Let me go! I'm not a fox!"
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Magical Soul
Airey sounded like he knew what he was talking about. "Okay. Thank you for reporting this, professor. Maybe you would like to return the fox to its... natural habitat...?" The forest? Botros didn't see the creature to be threatening, which was perhaps foolish considering last term, but really, two creature invasions? He knew of no stupid species to go for it after their triumph last term. "Unless," he reached out his hand to pet the fox on his/her head. "One of the students smuggled it in? Can you keep it safe while we investigate about this?" What an extraordinary case he had to work on.
As for their help. "Well, I'm assuming you're working at full capacity already with your Prefects and patrolling. But if you know someone who isn't, please do give them a good talking-to." He was entrusting him with this mission.
Eyes widening a bit as his posture straightened, the astronomer simply nodded his head firmly in confirmation. Not what he had been asking, not exactly, but the fidgeting man would roll with the punches. "Certainly," he said. Assuming he could find the person in question to give that firm reminder to.
Natural habitat? Airey wasn't sure he liked the sound of that on grounds that he did not even know what a fox's natural habitat even WAS. That had been part of a conversation he had entirely tuned out, apparently.
"Actually, Headmaster, I was rather hoping to leave it in Medea's care," he said shyly while looking down at his feet. "She runs a private rehabilitation center of sorts from our home..."
SPOILER!!: HAHAHAHA I laughed at this WAY more than I thought I would XD
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Originally Posted by littledhampir
Oliver was relieved that the Headmaster did not seem as worried about the whole situation as Flamsteed did. He was not worried that the man would try and take some drastic action. But he did not like the sound of being put back into his natural habitat. Olly started wiggling again, trying to somehow free himself. He had sharp claws, right? He tried scratching them against the rope, hoping to be able to cut himself free, but he was unsuccessful.
A weird sensation passed over Olly all of a sudden. What was that? He sniffed with his fox nose to see if there was something nearby, and found that his sense of smell was diminishing. He could not even pick up Flamsteed's scent. The potion was wearing off; he still had not decided if that was good or bad.
At least there would be no question about returning him to his natural habitat. His fox ears shrank back into normal human ears. He lost the reddish fur, to have it replaced by his regular skin. And his body grew, because an eleven year old boy was bigger than a fox. Unfortunately, he was still caught in the same net. The rope dug into his arms and his face. And FINALLY he was able to speak again.
"I'm not a fox I'm a boy!" He pushed against the rope, trying to free himself. That would probably leave a mark. "It was part of an assignment. For Potions! I didn't know foxes weren't allowed!" He tried to look toward the Headmaster as he gave his explanation, but the net did not offer him much freedom of movement. "Let me go! I'm not a fox!"
If his eyes had widened early now they were BUGGING out of his head.
"S-S-S-S-SW-SW-SWEET SOLSTICE!"
He had to put the net down eventually since, well, he did not posses the strength in just one arm to carry such a load, and stepped apprehensively off to the side.
Opps?
BUT IT STILL PROVED HIS POINT THAT TINY LITTLE CREATURES COULD MOVE FREELY THROUGH THE CASTLE UNNOTICED AND UNDER THE ASSUMPTION THAT IT WAS SMUGGLED IN OR SOMEONE'S FAMILIAR!
Only that point was shrouded in embarrassment and red ears at the Slytherin.
Oops?
Uuuuuuuuuuuh...
"Yes yes of course!" he stammered while scrambling around for his wand to banish the yet in one swift movement. "Thank you for...er...clearing that up, Mr. Thomas-Borzekowski. Terribly and sincerely sorry for putting you through all that." Oh sweet solstice. "Take 5 points for being a very convincing creature."
And to pretend like this neeeeeeever eeeeeeeeeeeever happened? Yes?
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Oliver was relieved that the Headmaster did not seem as worried about the whole situation as Flamsteed did. He was not worried that the man would try and take some drastic action. But he did not like the sound of being put back into his natural habitat. Olly started wiggling again, trying to somehow free himself. He had sharp claws, right? He tried scratching them against the rope, hoping to be able to cut himself free, but he was unsuccessful.
A weird sensation passed over Olly all of a sudden. What was that? He sniffed with his fox nose to see if there was something nearby, and found that his sense of smell was diminishing. He could not even pick up Flamsteed's scent. The potion was wearing off; he still had not decided if that was good or bad.
At least there would be no question about returning him to his natural habitat. His fox ears shrank back into normal human ears. He lost the reddish fur, to have it replaced by his regular skin. And his body grew, because an eleven year old boy was bigger than a fox. Unfortunately, he was still caught in the same net. The rope dug into his arms and his face. And FINALLY he was able to speak again.
"I'm not a fox I'm a boy!" He pushed against the rope, trying to free himself. That would probably leave a mark. "It was part of an assignment. For Potions! I didn't know foxes weren't allowed!" He tried to look toward the Headmaster as he gave his explanation, but the net did not offer him much freedom of movement. "Let me go! I'm not a fox!"
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
Eyes widening a bit as his posture straightened, the astronomer simply nodded his head firmly in confirmation. Not what he had been asking, not exactly, but the fidgeting man would roll with the punches. "Certainly," he said. Assuming he could find the person in question to give that firm reminder to.
Natural habitat? Airey wasn't sure he liked the sound of that on grounds that he did not even know what a fox's natural habitat even WAS. That had been part of a conversation he had entirely tuned out, apparently.
"Actually, Headmaster, I was rather hoping to leave it in Medea's care," he said shyly while looking down at his feet. "She runs a private rehabilitation center of sorts from our home..."
If his eyes had widened early now they were BUGGING out of his head.
"S-S-S-S-SW-SW-SWEET SOLSTICE!"
He had to put the net down eventually since, well, he did not posses the strength in just one arm to carry such a load, and stepped apprehensively off to the side.
Opps?
BUT IT STILL PROVED HIS POINT THAT TINY LITTLE CREATURES COULD MOVE FREELY THROUGH THE CASTLE UNNOTICED AND UNDER THE ASSUMPTION THAT IT WAS SMUGGLED IN OR SOMEONE'S FAMILIAR!
Only that point was shrouded in embarrassment and red ears at the Slytherin.
Oops?
Uuuuuuuuuuuh...
"Yes yes of course!" he stammered while scrambling around for his wand to banish the yet in one swift movement. "Thank you for...er...clearing that up, Mr. Thomas-Borzekowski. Terribly and sincerely sorry for putting you through all that." Oh sweet solstice. "Take 5 points for being a very convincing creature."
And to pretend like this neeeeeeever eeeeeeeeeeeever happened? Yes?
.. our home? Botros didn't know Medea and Airey lived together or were that friendly? Maybe he did but he forgot? Everything sounded so confusing to him all of the sudden. "Uh, I--" he started, trying to ask the questions the stormed in his old brain when the fox started forming...??
That was it! Another invasion! And AIrey was part of it TOO it seemed!!
Or not.
Botros' small eyes bulged out momentarily behind his small spectacles as a boy sat there in the gox net instead of the fox. Errrr?? Culloden was behind this? Sort of. Abraham gave an uncertain chuckle, "Okay, okay." Why on earth did Airey give the boy points when he used something that wasn't allowed? Botros frowned slightly at that. "Are you alright now? Make sure you... ask before you rush into any homework, son, okay? This could've ended badly." Airey could've blasted him to smithereens with his enthusiasm to protect the castle. Or sent him to a fox foster home.
Speaking of Airey... Botros gave him a well-well-well looks before crossing his arms and tapping his foot a little.
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This was going to be super weird, he KNEW it was going to be super weird. Why?
Because:
1. He'd ever visited the Headmaster's office before (not even when it was the HeadMISTRESSES)
2. Botros was nice but they didn't speak much outside of classes anymore
3. Because he never thought he'd need to talk about such things
SO, for the reasons stated above, Zeke had taken the initiative in making an appointment, so he wasn't just showing up on the Headmaster's doorstep unannounced, though... maybe he was a little early. Nerves and all. He could wait if that as the case.
Approaching the stone gargoyle that concealed the entrance to the office, Zeke glanced up each end of the corridor before speaking the password. "Ragnarok."
This was going to be super weird, he KNEW it was going to be super weird. Why?
Because:
1. He'd ever visited the Headmaster's office before (not even when it was the HeadMISTRESSES)
2. Botros was nice but they didn't speak much outside of classes anymore
3. Because he never thought he'd need to talk about such things
SO, for the reasons stated above, Zeke had taken the initiative in making an appointment, so he wasn't just showing up on the Headmaster's doorstep unannounced, though... maybe he was a little early. Nerves and all. He could wait if that as the case.
Approaching the stone gargoyle that concealed the entrance to the office, Zeke glanced up each end of the corridor before speaking the password. "Ragnarok."
The stone gargoyle gave a low rumble before it opened up for the boy. The spiral staircase to the Headmaster's office is now visible.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Tegz
Dun dun DA DAH
DUN DUN da dAH
DUN DUN DAH DAH
Dun DUN da DAH
DADAdoooooooooooooooooo
daaaadada dooooooooooooooooooooooo
da DO
DUN DUN DAH DA
Tiptoeing, Charlotte was being quiet, honest, it was just that in her head there was a theme song for their mission. Their impossible mission. At the signal she slipped her shoes off too. Important because as they had discovered on their last attempt, your feet would criss cross if you didn't switch your shoes, but taking them off entirely was a great way of getting around it.
She was a good sneaker, she thought. Hair in pigtails (with purple hair ribbons), dressed in black (aside from thick and fuzzy purple and white striped socks), she thought she looked like a pretty good sneaker too.
And she LIKED leading the way so of COURSE once they got to the corner she led the way, skidding on her socked feet just slightly before resuming the over the top tip toeing.
This was it. They were going to FIX things. They were going to make things RIGHT. Her and her bestie.
Sneaking up to the gargoyle behind Char, Davie crossed his arms and stared down the corridor in both directions, as though DARING someone to come at his bestie. He had her back, literally and figuratively. This mission was important. Top-secret. Impossible, really, but they were here and there was no going back now.
So hurry up and whisper the password, Char! Almost all term had gone by with her in the WRONG HOUSE! They had to fix that TODAY!
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yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind
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Quote:
Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl
Sneaking up to the gargoyle behind Char, Davie crossed his arms and stared down the corridor in both directions, as though DARING someone to come at his bestie. He had her back, literally and figuratively. This mission was important. Top-secret. Impossible, really, but they were here and there was no going back now.
So hurry up and whisper the password, Char! Almost all term had gone by with her in the WRONG HOUSE! They had to fix that TODAY!
They WERE going to fix it. This had been MONTHS in the making. Arriving at the gargoyle, Charlotte peeked around and then leaned up to whisper the password to it. There were some definite perks that came from her bestie being the kid of the former headmistress! It made it much easier to find out a thing or two.
She adjusted her backpack and held her breath. It was going to work, right??
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Sneaking up to the gargoyle behind Char, Davie crossed his arms and stared down the corridor in both directions, as though DARING someone to come at his bestie. He had her back, literally and figuratively. This mission was important. Top-secret. Impossible, really, but they were here and there was no going back now.
So hurry up and whisper the password, Char! Almost all term had gone by with her in the WRONG HOUSE! They had to fix that TODAY!
Quote:
Originally Posted by Tegz
They WERE going to fix it. This had been MONTHS in the making. Arriving at the gargoyle, Charlotte peeked around and then leaned up to whisper the password to it. There were some definite perks that came from her bestie being the kid of the former headmistress! It made it much easier to find out a thing or two.
She adjusted her backpack and held her breath. It was going to work, right??
The gargoyle made a rumble before it moved and opened up for the two kids.
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Dun dun DA DAH
