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hermionesclone · 07-16-2014, 06:39 PM

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Originally Posted by StarShine

In the morning, Cosgrach had visited the Gryffindors. In the evening, he was in his old house. He felt like what he was doing was in vain, that they were going to die freezing anyway, but he still entered his home and for the first time in a long time, didn't hate living in the dungeons. He felt warm and hopeful again... until his eyes fell on the window and the sight of a lake that looked colder than the Arctic.

...yeah.

Shrugging to himself, he tried to look brave and as if everything was alright, that there were fresh flowers instead of snow outside a if should be in the summer. He looked away and studied the rest of the room. It was more or less the same as his childhood. That was better while he was overwhelmed with nostalgia and walked to a coffee table. He set down the bag he was carrying and got out vials with different potions and name tags: West Odessa, Ethan Mordaunt, Cutty Mordaunt, Grayson Whitlock, Theo Kinsley and Caleb Newell.

Sitting at an armchair nearby, he started observing the students as he remembered his old times.

Bundled up in a number of thick, warm jumpers and a blanket wrapped around his shoulders, Grayson made his way down to the common room. He could have spent the day in his dorm, trying to procrastinate and whatnot, but where was the fun in that? Exactly. There were hardly any people there he could bug soooooo he was making his way here. To sit by the fire--

And then he stopped.

Why?

Culloden.

Sure, this man was at the top of the very VERY short list of Grayson's favourite Professors and the boy wasn't exactly planning on kicking him out of the common room but WHY was the man here? It was freaking odd, you know? Did he visit often? Was he here to talk potions? Grayson was all up for THAT.

So, Culloden was going to get company whether he asked for it or not. "Hey, Professor! Fancy seeing you here," he said, taking a seat on an empty seat and pulling the blanket tighter around him, "What'cha got there?"

Now only one question remained: how was he meant to look cool in these thick jumpers? PSH.

07-16-2014, 06:39 PM	#93 (permalink)
hermionesclone Pogrebin Join Date: May 2009 Location: London Posts: 32,852 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Graduated x11 x11	urine trouble \| Pat's Strong Confident Other Half \| Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Quote: Originally Posted by StarShine In the morning, Cosgrach had visited the Gryffindors. In the evening, he was in his old house. He felt like what he was doing was in vain, that they were going to die freezing anyway, but he still entered his home and for the first time in a long time, didn't hate living in the dungeons. He felt warm and hopeful again... until his eyes fell on the window and the sight of a lake that looked colder than the Arctic. ...yeah. Shrugging to himself, he tried to look brave and as if everything was alright, that there were fresh flowers instead of snow outside a if should be in the summer. He looked away and studied the rest of the room. It was more or less the same as his childhood. That was better while he was overwhelmed with nostalgia and walked to a coffee table. He set down the bag he was carrying and got out vials with different potions and name tags: West Odessa, Ethan Mordaunt, Cutty Mordaunt, Grayson Whitlock, Theo Kinsley and Caleb Newell. Sitting at an armchair nearby, he started observing the students as he remembered his old times. Bundled up in a number of thick, warm jumpers and a blanket wrapped around his shoulders, Grayson made his way down to the common room. He could have spent the day in his dorm, trying to procrastinate and whatnot, but where was the fun in that? Exactly. There were hardly any people there he could bug soooooo he was making his way here. To sit by the fire-- And then he stopped. Why? Culloden. Sure, this man was at the top of the very VERY short list of Grayson's favourite Professors and the boy wasn't exactly planning on kicking him out of the common room but WHY was the man here? It was freaking odd, you know? Did he visit often? Was he here to talk potions? Grayson was all up for THAT. So, Culloden was going to get company whether he asked for it or not. "Hey, Professor! Fancy seeing you here," he said, taking a seat on an empty seat and pulling the blanket tighter around him, "What'cha got there?" Now only one question remained: how was he meant to look cool in these thick jumpers? PSH. __________________