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Hera · 01-05-2016, 05:51 AM

Text Cut: NICHOLAS of the nearly-headless variety

He had read the first sentence no less than four times, and it wasn't sinking in. That being said, theory had never been his strong suit so he could hope to skip through it and cross his fingers that applying his learning would come easier. Reading, would be the death of him this year.

Eyes darting up from his text, Zeke smiled in Sir Nicholas' direction. "Hi Sir Nicholas," he greeted. But then... what was all this? He'd have asked about the ghost's summer too, and all that jazz... but he was too distracted with why he was being sought out. "You were?" he queried almost immediately. Well, HERE HE WAS. His attention with his House Ghost, Zeke pushed his text away a few inches. Curious.

01-05-2016, 05:51 AM	#4 (permalink)
Hera Abraxan Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Perth, AU (GMT +8) Posts: 25,070 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jasper Hart Graduated x10 x10	½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf Text Cut: NICHOLAS of the nearly-headless variety Quote: Originally Posted by Nearly Headless Nick Having decided it best to give all Gryffindors a bit of breathing room their first night back in the castle, especially after the events of the feast, Sir Nicholas was making his first formal appearance in the common room the following morning. His visit, while with every intention of being a pleasant one, was also quite purposeful as he had some concerns in regards to one Gryffindor in particular. Not finding the boy in the common room proper, the house ghost glided into the reading room to continue his search. "Aha! Here you are," he greeted with a broad smile. "I was hoping I would find you." He had read the first sentence no less than four times, and it wasn't sinking in. That being said, theory had never been his strong suit so he could hope to skip through it and cross his fingers that applying his learning would come easier. Reading, would be the death of him this year. Eyes darting up from his text, Zeke smiled in Sir Nicholas' direction. "Hi Sir Nicholas," he greeted. But then... what was all this? He'd have asked about the ghost's summer too, and all that jazz... but he was too distracted with why he was being sought out. "You were?" he queried almost immediately. Well, HERE HE WAS. His attention with his House Ghost, Zeke pushed his text away a few inches. Curious. __________________