09-14-2014, 07:42 AM
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| Ashwinder
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Seventh Year x10 x1
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Originally Posted by the fastest seeker Know what? Andrew thought that once he'd spilled the gems the boy would leave. Whether crying his eyes out and wanting to curl up in bed or liking the advise too much and wanting to start working accordingly right away, Andy could not care less. He wanted to get back inside his office and organize the bloody unorganized books! Was that not visible on his face? Oh but the boy was TOO busy about his own issues to look at the man's face. Teenagers were self-centered, y'know.
And now he was quite, so maybe hopefully he was gonna leave now. Yet again, his hopes were shattered. And he was starting to wonder about all the things. See he wasn't such a pleasant company to keep and the Gryffindor was obviously unhappy to see Andrew so why has he not left yet, hmm ? A very serious question that needed to be answered very urgently.
Unless this was a way of some kind of revenge because Andrew took the place of the former professor. Something he would have thought many many times more than he already did, had he known the repercussions.
WHAAA? Did the boy say what Andy thought he did? Poor choice of vocabulary in the presence of Walton.
"Mister ... " Oh wait he didn't get to learn the boy's name because someone was TOO busy moping around. "Trust me when I say this isn't love," He tried SO hard not to roll his eyes or say something like love is too complicated and hard to find. But he figured he didn't need to crush the remaining of the lions hopes and soul. "So I want you to man up, get this thing behind you," and leave me to my books, "And focus on your education ... and friends," Whom he totally should be whining to by the way. Juuuust saying.
Mister? "Zander," the boy said trying to fill in the gap. But names and formalities weren't really important at this point because THERE WERE BIGGER ISSUES HERE!!! Like the fact that the love of his life was GONE. G. O. N. E. Gone. And he was left here with a stranger and broken pieces of glass and his own eternal misery. It was awful, an outrage, totally and utterly devastating. And most certainly unfair!!
BLINK BLINK BLINK. Wait a minute, did Temporary Professor Stranger say that it wasn't love?!?! UH hold up Mister. You can't just come barging around here and telling a kid what is and isn't love. Or tell him to get over it. Who does he think he is? Bossing Zander around like that. Thinking he's like a professor or something THE NERVE. "How do you know it's not!? Because it was!" he felt it in his heart, "I mean, Is. It is." It still is true love and now she would never know the best parts siiiighh. "But how can I focus when I have a broken heart?" You see that glass on the floor? It's not the only thing that's SHATTERED and BROKEN and IN TINY LITTLE JAGGED-EDGED PEICES. His heart, dreams, hopes, life, and souuuul are on the floor tooo. If you look hard enough at the pieces of glass you might notice the rest of his ambitions and dreams are sitting there too.
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