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SweetPeea · 06-04-2014, 07:54 AM

SPOILER!!: Ethan

Quote:

Originally Posted by Mordred

“She’s looking. She’s looking!” Ethan kept a straight face and scanned the room for his other mates. MERLIN. The Slytherin has never felt so awkward before. In fact, this was all new to him. The boy’s a friendly chap, and would (most of the time) talk to anyone who he thinks is worth his time. To distract himself, he craned his neck and pointed to where Grayson and Cutty were working. “Oh look!” Please look away from him? “There’s Grayson working with Lex.” He said as he gestured Josette to look at another Slytherin boy working with the Gryffindor prefect. “Aaaand that’ll be Cutty.” He said as he pointed at his pseudo brother working all by himself. Ethan looked at his partner and grinned. “I have yet to make friends with the other houses.” He said and nodded.

Stir. Stir. Stir.

In reality, he already made friends with the other houses in school. He just haven’t realized this because the concept of grouping the students into four clumps is an odd thing for the boy. “I’m a transfer student, in case you were wondering.” He said as he tried to start another conversation, to make them feel both at ease. And yes, the glancing should stop for now, okay? Okay. “Would you know why the school groups its students into different houses?” She’s a Ravenclaw after all. She’d definitely know the answer, what with having a reputation that the Eagles were the smart ones in the lot. “Uhm…I forgot to ask...are you a transfer too, or did you start your formal education here?”

Stir. Stir. Stir.

That’s it. No more glancing.

But he did look up at her when she said she accidentally put their house on fire. “Merlin, you’re like my older cousin.” Nod nod. “Said he set their house’s library on fire when he was nine.” That’s when Mordred found out that he’s magical and all that. Sort of…confirming that he is a wizard. “Well…at least you and your dad are okay.” Ethan wanted to ask about her mother. Because he just might be sharing the same dilemma as her? You see his mother died three years ago, and he misses her more every day. “The school’s kitchen is open for you to bake, yeah? You can practice here anytime you want.” Pause. “And you can use magic to put out the fire…just in case.” Ethan looked at her from his bowl and gave her an assuring grin. Practice will make her baking skills, better. He was sure of it.

The Slytherin looked at his bowl again when Josette said that the mixture was pulling away from the sides when he stirred the sticky stuff. “Wowzers. Mixing that stuff was harder than I thought.” Manual labor right there. Ethan wiped his forehead and left traces of flour on it and on his hair. He didn’t mind though. They were bound to get messy in here. “…aaand yep! We’re doing a fine job!” As long as their mixture was doing what it is supposed to do, then they’re good. See? Just like Potions.

Onto the fourth step!

The Slytherin grabbed the can of cooking spray and examined it. Spray? How does it actually work? Ethan found the nozzle and pressed it while it was facing him.

PFFFFFFFFFFFT.

Ethan looked at his green apron, now sprayed with the substance with awe, then back to the can. “Good Merlin. That’s Strike Two for today!” The Slytherin bit his lip and chuckled to himself. “Oh the things I will learn in Muggle Studies.” The boy got hold of a new bowl and spraaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyeeeeed it with the substance. PFFT. PFFT. PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT. “And in here you go!” Ethan got the clumped mixture and placed it inside the bowl, and patted it for good measure. “What do you use to cover it?” he asked his partner. She’d know for sure, yeah?

Just as she was about to ask him something, he'd suddenly starting pointing out his friends to her in the kitchens, which did make her look up from her notes to see who they were. She was certainly interested to see the other friends he had been talking about, but she didn't want to come across as too curious. Josie did know quite a few people from her house too, mainly from playing Quidditch, so she'd seen them a lot, not only that they were definitely almost like a second family to her. She really missed playing with all of them. But, hopefully they'd be able to play next term? But alas, she learned the names of Ethan's friends, not being familiar with any of them at all, but she'd simply nod at each face he pointed out to her & would give him a small smile as a response. When he'd said that he had yet to make friends with the other houses she spoke up a bit, "I-I've only met a few people..outside of my house...B-But not a lot..."

Without thinking, she leaned in a little close to watch him stir the dough, just to make sure that everything was turning out alright. It was when she realized they were inches from touching, did she clear her throat nervously & inch away to open up that space between once more. Just then he spoke & she found that he was a transfer student, just like that one boy she'd met in Diagon Alley. "W-Where'd you..transfer from-I-I mean, um, where did you used to attend s-school?" Then he'd asked another question, looking like he was trying to keep her talking. But it was a good question though, why were the students sorted into different housing. Josie gave a shrug before saying, "I-I'm not too sure really...But..maybe, it could have something t-to do with everyone's p-personalities...Maybe?" That kind of sounded like a dull answer really, not a very good one either. Before even trying to recover from that terrible answer she was asked another question. "Um..No, I didn't t-transfer...I-I started attending school here..last year.."

Watching him stir, not watching him, nope.

Maybe she shouldn't have told him that. It was a moment that was very scary & her father nearly had a heart attack from that incident. Thankfully he was in the next room, so she was quick to call him for help. Although, she did feel a little bit better when he told her that his cousin had set his family's library on fire, but he hadn't been baking though, so of course it was a different situation, but still, it was a nice effort to make her feel a little better. "Mhm..H-He was in the next room..I didn't know w-what to do...It was..pretty scary.." She would have went on to say something, but stopped herself as he was speaking again before her. Best not to be rude & try to talk over him. The brunette smiled a little bit, "R-Really? I-I guess..that could be a good time..to work on it...A-And..hopefully..not set anything on fire...again.." And he did make a good point, she could always use magic to put the fire out..or she could just..panic & look for a Professor..or maybe even the House Elves might be nice enough to help her, even if they would probably be VERY upset with her.

Thank goodness, this dough was doing everything it was supposed to be doing. It was such a relief! Ella would be SO proud of her! She looked at him after he apparently sounded like he was tired from stirring. Josie asked, "A-Are you going to be a-alright?" Oh, he'd wiped flour on his forehead & in his hair. She couldn't help but eye the flour on his forehead & hair for a few moments before she softly told him, "U-Um..you've got a little..Bit of-um.." Instead of touching his face or hair, she traced the areas on her own forehead & hair where the flour was located on him, so he might figure it out easier. But she was really relieved that their dough was looking alright.

Now it was time for them to move onto the next step, which was to spray another bowl with cooking spray & place their dough in the new bowl. She didn't get in Ethan's way as he reached for the spray, quickly figuring out that he was going to do the fourth step himself. But she noticed something was odd, wasn't it supposed to be facing the other way? She opened her mouth to stop him but all she could get out was, "-Uh-Uh wai-" but it was too late, he'd sprayed himself in the face. She quickly reached for a cloth, & without thinking was wiping his face for him. Josie stopped herself midway & then moved back nervously. Still holding the cloth she asked him, "A-Are you alright?"

She watched as he tried again, cautiously standing by with the cloth in case he sprayed himself in the face again, but this time he'd done it right & sprayed the bowl. Josie smiled as he successfully moved their dough from the first bowl into the second bowl & couldn't help but clap a little bit after he'd done it. Now it they were on to the last step of the progress which was to cover it. She bit her lip as she tried to think of what they could wrap their dough with, but she wasn't entirely too sure. Josie looked around the kitchen silently as she tried to think of it, until her eyes were set on plastic wrap. "P-Plastic..wrap, maybe?" Taking a moment to walk away from their workstation, she'd grabbed onto the plastic wrap & went back to Ethan & their dough. Then took another few moments (with a slight struggle) to cut off a piece of plastic wrap to cover their dough as directed. Looking over at Ethan she smiled a little bit saying, "Now..We have to w-wait for it to rise....in-," she looked at her notes quickly, "45 minutes.."

Now THAT was going to be a long wait.

06-04-2014, 07:54 AM	#123 (permalink)
SweetPeea Puffskein Join Date: Dec 2010 Posts: 1,718 Hogwarts RPG Name: Elaine Derowen Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Bridie Bronwyn Ravenclaw Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nari Quinn Hufflepuff Seventh Year	Step 5 ♡ A heart full of Love l ☾ A night bright as Day l SPOILER!!: Ethan Quote: Originally Posted by Mordred *“She’s looking. She’s looking!”* Ethan kept a straight face and scanned the room for his other mates. MERLIN. The Slytherin has never felt so awkward before. In fact, this was all new to him. The boy’s a friendly chap, and would (most of the time) talk to anyone who he thinks is worth his time. To distract himself, he craned his neck and pointed to where Grayson and Cutty were working. “Oh look!” Please look away from him? “There’s Grayson working with Lex.” He said as he gestured Josette to look at another Slytherin boy working with the Gryffindor prefect. “Aaaand that’ll be Cutty.” He said as he pointed at his pseudo brother working all by himself. Ethan looked at his partner and grinned. “I have yet to make friends with the other houses.” He said and nodded. Stir. Stir. Stir. In reality, he already made friends with the other houses in school. He just haven’t realized this because the concept of grouping the students into four clumps is an odd thing for the boy. “I’m a transfer student, in case you were wondering.” He said as he tried to start another conversation, to make them feel both at ease. And yes, the glancing should stop for now, okay? Okay. “Would you know why the school groups its students into different houses?” She’s a Ravenclaw after all. She’d definitely know the answer, what with having a reputation that the Eagles were the smart ones in the lot. “Uhm…I forgot to ask...are you a transfer too, or did you start your formal education here?” Stir. Stir. Stir. That’s it. No more glancing. But he did look up at her when she said she accidentally put their house on fire. “Merlin, you’re like my older cousin.” Nod nod. “Said he set their house’s library on fire when he was nine.” That’s when Mordred found out that he’s magical and all that. Sort of…confirming that he is a wizard. “Well…at least you and your dad are okay.” Ethan wanted to ask about her mother. Because he just might be sharing the same dilemma as her? You see his mother died three years ago, and he misses her more every day. “The school’s kitchen is open for you to bake, yeah? You can practice here anytime you want.” Pause. “And you can use magic to put out the fire…just in case.” Ethan looked at her from his bowl and gave her an assuring grin. Practice will make her baking skills, better. He was sure of it. The Slytherin looked at his bowl again when Josette said that the mixture was pulling away from the sides when he stirred the sticky stuff. “Wowzers. Mixing that stuff was harder than I thought.” Manual labor right there. Ethan wiped his forehead and left traces of flour on it and on his hair. He didn’t mind though. They were bound to get messy in here. “…aaand yep! We’re doing a fine job!” As long as their mixture was doing what it is supposed to do, then they’re good. See? Just like Potions. Onto the fourth step! The Slytherin grabbed the can of cooking spray and examined it. Spray? How does it actually work? Ethan found the nozzle and pressed it while it was facing him. PFFFFFFFFFFFT. Ethan looked at his green apron, now sprayed with the substance with awe, then back to the can. *“Good Merlin. That’s Strike Two for today!”* The Slytherin bit his lip and chuckled to himself. “Oh the things I will learn in Muggle Studies.” The boy got hold of a new bowl and spraaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyeeeeed it with the substance. PFFT. PFFT. PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT. “And in here you go!” Ethan got the clumped mixture and placed it inside the bowl, and patted it for good measure. “What do you use to cover it?” he asked his partner. She’d know for sure, yeah? Just as she was about to ask him something, he'd suddenly starting pointing out his friends to her in the kitchens, which did make her look up from her notes to see who they were. She was certainly interested to see the other friends he had been talking about, but she didn't want to come across as too curious. Josie did know quite a few people from her house too, mainly from playing Quidditch, so she'd seen them a lot, not only that they were definitely almost like a second family to her. She really missed playing with all of them. But, hopefully they'd be able to play next term? But alas, she learned the names of Ethan's friends, not being familiar with any of them at all, but she'd simply nod at each face he pointed out to her & would give him a small smile as a response. When he'd said that he had yet to make friends with the other houses she spoke up a bit, "I-I've only met a few people..outside of my house...B-But not a lot..." Without thinking, she leaned in a little close to watch him stir the dough, just to make sure that everything was turning out alright. It was when she realized they were inches from touching, did she clear her throat nervously & inch away to open up that space between once more. Just then he spoke & she found that he was a transfer student, just like that one boy she'd met in Diagon Alley. "W-Where'd you..transfer from-I-I mean, um, where did you used to attend s-school?" Then he'd asked another question, looking like he was trying to keep her talking. But it was a good question though, why were the students sorted into different housing. Josie gave a shrug before saying, "I-I'm not too sure really...But..maybe, it could have something t-to do with everyone's p-personalities...Maybe?" That kind of sounded like a dull answer really, not a very good one either. Before even trying to recover from that terrible answer she was asked another question. "Um..No, I didn't t-transfer...I-I started attending school here..last year.." Watching him stir, not watching him, nope. Maybe she shouldn't have told him that. It was a moment that was very scary & her father nearly had a heart attack from that incident. Thankfully he was in the next room, so she was quick to call him for help. Although, she did feel a little bit better when he told her that his cousin had set his family's library on fire, but he hadn't been baking though, so of course it was a different situation, but still, it was a nice effort to make her feel a little better. "Mhm..H-He was in the next room..I didn't know w-what to do...It was..pretty scary.." She would have went on to say something, but stopped herself as he was speaking again before her. Best not to be rude & try to talk over him. The brunette smiled a little bit, "R-Really? I-I guess..that could be a good time..to work on it...A-And..hopefully..not set anything on fire...again.." And he did make a good point, she could always use magic to put the fire out..or she could just..panic & look for a Professor..or maybe even the House Elves might be nice enough to help her, even if they would probably be VERY upset with her. Thank goodness, this dough was doing everything it was supposed to be doing. It was such a relief! Ella would be SO proud of her! She looked at him after he apparently sounded like he was tired from stirring. Josie asked, "A-Are you going to be a-alright?" Oh, he'd wiped flour on his forehead & in his hair. She couldn't help but eye the flour on his forehead & hair for a few moments before she softly told him, "U-Um..you've got a little..Bit of-um.." Instead of touching his face or hair, she traced the areas on her own forehead & hair where the flour was located on him, so he might figure it out easier. But she was really relieved that their dough was looking alright. Now it was time for them to move onto the next step, which was to spray another bowl with cooking spray & place their dough in the new bowl. She didn't get in Ethan's way as he reached for the spray, quickly figuring out that he was going to do the fourth step himself. But she noticed something was odd, wasn't it supposed to be facing the other way? She opened her mouth to stop him but all she could get out was, "-Uh-Uh wai-" but it was too late, he'd sprayed himself in the face. She quickly reached for a cloth, & without thinking was wiping his face for him. Josie stopped herself midway & then moved back nervously. Still holding the cloth she asked him, "A-Are you alright?" She watched as he tried again, cautiously standing by with the cloth in case he sprayed himself in the face again, but this time he'd done it right & sprayed the bowl. Josie smiled as he successfully moved their dough from the first bowl into the second bowl & couldn't help but clap a little bit after he'd done it. Now it they were on to the last step of the progress which was to cover it. She bit her lip as she tried to think of what they could wrap their dough with, but she wasn't entirely too sure. Josie looked around the kitchen silently as she tried to think of it, until her eyes were set on plastic wrap. "P-Plastic..wrap, maybe?" Taking a moment to walk away from their workstation, she'd grabbed onto the plastic wrap & went back to Ethan & their dough. Then took another few moments (with a slight struggle) to cut off a piece of plastic wrap to cover their dough as directed. Looking over at Ethan she smiled a little bit saying, "Now..We have to w-wait for it to rise....in-," she looked at her notes quickly, "45 minutes.." Now THAT was going to be a long wait.