07-18-2014, 08:23 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Alexander River Hirsch Gryffindor Graduated
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| urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Text Cut: Culloden! And mentions! Quote:
Originally Posted by StarShine And the first people arrived.
Cosgrach would normally have found them funny in so many layers, but he knew it was what they must do to survive. He normally had at least five layer of clothing too, but Ethan had been so kind as to leave blue flame charm thing by his door, so he was carrying that. He figured it would be a nice gesture, provided the boy showed up. The jar was inside his pocket, ready to be drawn out when Ethan came. For now... "Grayson, Cutty," he greeted the boys and noted the 'welcome' mood. He was welcome here, no one looked at him funnily, whereas in the Gryffindor tower, everyone'd looked at him as if he was an alien. "I brewed potions for you," he said without any ceremony, though he did smile, "to appreciate the hard work you've shown during my class." He gestured at the vials. They were welcome to pick up the one with their name on it. "Can you guess what your potion is?" Being called to by his first name by Culloden was enough to make Grayson sit up a little and puff out his chest in pride. Was he a favourite? He liked to think so. And he was with a cool group of favourites, too. Cutty and Ethan. 'Sup and all. And there was some older kid way over there he hardly knew but was called West. Okay. Hey.
And a reluctant!nod for Theodore Kinsley.
So back to Culloden, who had made potions to mark their hard work. Wasn't it nice to have your hard work appreciated? Of course! Though, it may have a little to do with how much the boy liked Potions so he was always willing to take put his hardest efforts into the lessons. Didn't want to seem like a dumbo either. Nuh uh. "Thanks for doing this, Professor." Smiles for you. See? MANNERS. Of course he had some. And because he was interested, Grayson didn't hesitate in picking up the vial for him and eyeing it carefully. It was.......... blue. A calming blue. One that, oddly, reminded him of the walls of the Potions classroom. He popped it open and took a quick sniff. Oh jeez, this smelt FLOWERY. Like the detergent his mum liked to use sometimes.
Anddddd now he was secretly homesick. Not for the flowery detergent, but his parents. Obviously.
ANYWAYS. This potion. He needed to write a thing or two down so, grabbing a spare piece of parchment and a quill that was laying around, Grayson started jotting down a thing or two. "Okay, because of the scent, I don't think it's Amortentia," Because LOL like his favourite scent would include FLOWERS. "It's not Felix Felicis becaaaause of the colour. And not any of the ones you taught us." At this point, the fourth year was probably mumbling more to himself than anything. "You knooooow. It smells like......." Grayson took another sniff. "Like the Calming Draught. Flowery. But the colour doesn't match up."
Soooooo......... blue eyes on the Potions Master. "Any hints, sir? What kind of ingredients were used in the potion?" Just a couple.
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