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AmbiguouslyMe · 05-19-2016, 04:07 AM

SPOILER!!: oh no he didn't

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

SPOILER!!: ooooooooooooh my

OH SWEET SOLSTICE!

Distracted by the tiny Mr. Blaise in mortal peril, Airey was unable to do anything to prevent Mr. Prince's second attempt at escape. Gone, but certainly not forgotten, the Ravenclaw had evaded the wrath of THE VEIN temporarily.

After flapping about like a bird trying to take off for a few moments, the Astronomy professor cupped his hand under Mr. Blaise and slowly lifted it until the Gryffindor's feet were touching the palm of his hand.

And OF COURSE before he could ask the young man precisely what had happened and just HOW he had landed himself in this situation - although he was in the middle of accomplishing this task as he was lifting said palm up towards his ear so he could actually hear what the Gryffindor was saying - Miss Iver was attempting to reprimand him over his stellar charms work of astronomical convenience.

"Because it's ----" he began in retort...until he saw something. Sweet solstice. Sweeeeeeeeeeeet solstice. How could he have missed all of THAT. Well...no...there was a perfectly good reason as to why he missed all that. Primary reason being the tiny Gryffindor in his hand. ONE PROBLEM AT A TIME, PLEASE, HOGWARTS! GOOD MERLIN. "WHY, Miss Iver, would you do all THAT to your uniform? You are welcome to sport your Castelobruxo crest on your school bag, but NOT on your Hogwarts robes."

His wand was already out...so it was very tempting to just...oh so casually...remove it...and perhaps he would have done just that and unceremoniously handed it to her...were it not for other things...

Er...all that...other things...

.............and the tiny Mr. Blaise.

"NOR is the...length of your...some of....er...other garments...within regulation...." The shoes...while also against regulation, were the least of his concerns at the moment. That...and he only kind of sort of took notice because he was trying his darnedest NOT to look. "Skipping class...and at least three uniform violations...that will be 15 points from Ravenclaw."

He looked down at Mr. Blaise in his hand. "That will be 10 from Gryffindor as well for walking out on class AND ANOTHER 10 FROM RAVENCLAW FOR MR. PRINCE'S DOING THE SAME AND 5 ADDITIONAL FOR RUNNING AWAY FROM RESPONSIBILITY AND FAILURE TO FOLLOW INSTRUCTIONS!"

You hear that?! Wherever you just ran off to, Mr. Prince.

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

SPOILER!!: You lot! ^^

Finally, his feet were back on some solid ground and he was no longer in immediate danger of going splat. The boy's legs shook noticeably as he tried to compose himself. If he'd known he would have several near death experiences after leaving the Greenshouse, the Gryffindor might have considered sitting and listening to the words of the Ravenclaw Prefect.

Blaise was just shy of asking to be put down when his head of House...essentially....lost it. There were points being taken off left, right and centre without so much as a fair hearing or some form of explanation.

"But Professor!" The 13 year old began waving his arms about wildly in an attempt to gain the man's attention--you know, in case the tiny and thus shrill voice didn't do the trick. From this proximity, however, he was more confident the man would be able to make out what he was saying than when the boy was in the new girl's possession.

"It's fine! Honest! I swear. I know I skip a lot--so does Daxton," No vouching for you though new girl, he barely knew her, "but it's fine. Professor Myers saw us walk out, he was perfectly fine with it. Ask him if you don't believe me. I swear it wasn't a problem and he went right back to the lesson like it was nothing--didn't even TELL ME I'd drunk some spiked tea or warn me to be careful on my way back across the grounds. Just let us go." All true which gave him that extra bit of confidence here. If the Professor hadn't wanted them to leave, he could have said so and the boy would have stayed, but he didn't.

"I was being helpful. See, Rooney said I make it hard for him to learn whenever I'm in the room on account of me not being able to really do magic. I was making sure at least one of us was able to get an education. It'd be selfish to stay when I'm getting in the way of someone else--the Professor didn't even tell him how impossible it was, just said he was mean for saying it. You can be mean and truthful and it must be true because why wouldn't Professor Myers correct him otherwise, y'know? So," He shrugged, finally coming to the end of his story, "yeah."

That weasley little.... Nicky looked off in the direction that Daxton had run. With him gone, there was far less opportunity for her to just... walk off, especially now that Blaise was safe and not lost in the depths of Flamsteed's questionable sartorial choices.

It was then that she actually heard what the professor was saying. Oh.. oh no... oh no he did not just... Fire flashing in her eyes, Nicky opened her mouth to speak when she heard the squeaking from the teeny boy in Flamsteed's hand. She couldn't quite make it out but she figured she'd let the boy get his piece in, since he was likely just as worked up as she was.

"Hit me for the uniform, whatever," she started, not super bothered. He could take five points every time he saw the crest for all she cared. It wasn't coming off.

"But I did go to Herbology. And when I realized what a joke of a class it was, I left and I'll be taking it off my schedule, as I understand I'm permitted to do as a sixth year." Point the first. She looked Flamsteed square in the face, not at all intimidated by his status as a professor. "And you all should get consistent on what is or is not permitted, because clearly Professor Myers didn't have issue with what I'm wearing. Though, I suppose that might have had something to do with that ball gown he was wearing." Point the second.

Nicky crossed her arms over her chest and sucked on her teeth, her eyes flitting back down to the shrunken student briefly. "And since I can't be skipping a class I'm not taking, and you have a small problem on your hands,"- literally - "I'll be headed back inside." Point the third.

05-19-2016, 04:07 AM	#93 (permalink)
AmbiguouslyMe Mooncalf Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Boston Posts: 6,676 Hogwarts RPG Name: Hazel Martin-Pryce First Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Scout MacIntyre Daily Prophet Reporter x4	felix told me Daxton is gooooone Granddaddy Ravenclaw \| \| Jermione Granger SPOILER!!: oh no he didn't Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie SPOILER!!: ooooooooooooh my OH SWEET SOLSTICE! Distracted by the tiny Mr. Blaise in mortal peril, Airey was unable to do anything to prevent Mr. Prince's second attempt at escape. Gone, but certainly not forgotten, the Ravenclaw had evaded the wrath of THE VEIN temporarily. After flapping about like a bird trying to take off for a few moments, the Astronomy professor cupped his hand under Mr. Blaise and slowly lifted it until the Gryffindor's feet were touching the palm of his hand. And OF COURSE before he could ask the young man precisely what had happened and just HOW he had landed himself in this situation - although he was in the middle of accomplishing this task as he was lifting said palm up towards his ear so he could actually hear what the Gryffindor was saying - Miss Iver was attempting to reprimand him over his stellar charms work of astronomical convenience. "Because it's ----" he began in retort...until he saw something. Sweet solstice. Sweeeeeeeeeeeet solstice. How could he have missed all of THAT. Well...no...there was a perfectly good reason as to why he missed all that. Primary reason being the tiny Gryffindor in his hand. ONE PROBLEM AT A TIME, PLEASE, HOGWARTS! GOOD MERLIN. "*WHY, Miss Iver, would you do all THAT to your uniform? You are welcome to sport your Castelobruxo crest on your school bag, but NOT on your Hogwarts* robes." His wand was already out...so it was very tempting to just...oh so casually...remove it...and perhaps he would have done just that and unceremoniously handed it to her...were it not for other things... Er...all that...other things... .............and the tiny Mr. Blaise. "NOR is the...length of your...some of....er...other garments...within regulation...." The shoes...while also against regulation, were the least of his concerns at the moment. That...and he only kind of sort of took notice because he was trying his darnedest NOT to look. "Skipping class...and at least three uniform violations...that will be 15 points from Ravenclaw." He looked down at Mr. Blaise in his hand. "That will be 10 from Gryffindor as well for walking out on class AND ANOTHER 10 FROM RAVENCLAW FOR MR. PRINCE'S DOING THE SAME AND 5 ADDITIONAL FOR RUNNING AWAY FROM RESPONSIBILITY AND FAILURE TO FOLLOW INSTRUCTIONS!" You hear that?! Wherever you just ran off to, Mr. Prince. Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo SPOILER!!*: You lot! ^^* Let's all pretend Dani wasn't too lazy to grab all the quotes Finally, his feet were back on some solid ground and he was no longer in immediate danger of going splat. The boy's legs shook noticeably as he tried to compose himself. If he'd known he would have several near death experiences after leaving the Greenshouse, the Gryffindor might have considered sitting and listening to the words of the Ravenclaw Prefect. Blaise was just shy of asking to be put down when his head of House...essentially....lost it. There were points being taken off left, right and centre without so much as a fair hearing or some form of explanation. "But Professor!" The 13 year old began waving his arms about wildly in an attempt to gain the man's attention--you know, in case the tiny and thus shrill voice didn't do the trick. From this proximity, however, he was more confident the man would be able to make out what he was saying than when the boy was in the new girl's possession. "It's fine! Honest! I swear. I know I skip a lot--so does Daxton," No vouching for you though new girl, he barely knew her, "but it's fine. Professor Myers saw us walk out, he was perfectly fine with it. Ask him if you don't believe me. I swear it wasn't a problem and he went right back to the lesson like it was nothing--didn't even TELL ME I'd drunk some spiked tea or warn me to be careful on my way back across the grounds. Just let us go." All true which gave him that extra bit of confidence here. If the Professor hadn't wanted them to leave, he could have said so and the boy would have stayed, but he didn't. "I was being helpful. See, Rooney said I make it hard for him to learn whenever I'm in the room on account of me not being able to really do magic. I was making sure at least one of us was able to get an education. It'd be selfish to stay when I'm getting in the way of someone else--the Professor didn't even tell him how impossible it was, just said he was mean for saying it. You can be mean and truthful and it must be true because why wouldn't Professor Myers correct him otherwise, y'know? So," He shrugged, finally coming to the end of his story, "yeah." That weasley little.... Nicky looked off in the direction that Daxton had run. With him gone, there was far less opportunity for her to just... walk off, especially now that Blaise was safe and not lost in the depths of Flamsteed's questionable sartorial choices. It was then that she actually heard what the professor was saying. Oh.. oh no... oh no he did not just... Fire flashing in her eyes, Nicky opened her mouth to speak when she heard the squeaking from the teeny boy in Flamsteed's hand. She couldn't quite make it out but she figured she'd let the boy get his piece in, since he was likely just as worked up as she was. "Hit me for the uniform, whatever," she started, not super bothered. He could take five points every time he saw the crest for all she cared. It wasn't coming off. *"But I did* go to Herbology. And when I realized what a joke of a class it was, I left and I'll be taking it off my schedule, as I understand I'm permitted to do as a sixth year." Point the first. She looked Flamsteed square in the face, not at all intimidated by his status as a professor. "And you all should get consistent on what is or is not permitted, because clearly Professor Myers didn't have issue with what I'm wearing. Though, I suppose that might have had something to do with that ball gown he was wearing." Point the second. Nicky crossed her arms over her chest and sucked on her teeth, her eyes flitting back down to the shrunken student briefly. "And since I can't be skipping a class I'm not taking, and you have a small problem on your hands,"- literally - "I'll be headed back inside." Point the third. __________________ Has anyone ever sung you a lullaby*? You can fly* above the rain clouds Close your eyes Let the melody carry you Leave all your fears behind You can float across a rainbow sky to once upon a time Last edited by AmbiguouslyMe; 05-19-2016 at 04:27 AM.