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Ameh · 06-13-2016, 03:14 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

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Sweet solstice WHY the abuse of his door?

Grumbling to himself before the logical conclusion of there was some sort of emergency popped to mind, the professor bound towards his door and swung it open.

"Sweet solstice, Mr. Song. Where is the fire?!"

MERLIN that had taken so LONG. Jaemin was rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet, clearly extremely agitated as the door finally opened. When the professor was in view, the small boy reached forward and lightly pawed at his forearm, eyes wide and a bit glassy. Somewhere in the back of his mind, something was screaming at him to stop touching Airey, because one didn't just... touch Airey... but he needed Professor Flamsteed's attention and help and he needed it all now.

"Professor. I need to know how to get to Beauxbatons. You know everything so you have to know how to get there, right?" He looked around again, almost twitching with energy and excitement. "Is there a spell or something I can use? I don't know how to apparate but there has to be some other way, right? I'll even fly on a broom if I have to."

He hated brooms. But he had to get there. He just had to. She was waiting. For her prince! For him.

06-13-2016, 03:14 AM	#19 (permalink)
Ameh Boggart Join Date: Oct 2003 Posts: 29,830 x4	♥Dunkin \| Pixie's Precious Pea \| kpop goddess \| sneaky sounder \| forever slytherin♥ Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie ................................ Sweet solstice WHY the abuse of his door? Grumbling to himself before the logical conclusion of there was some sort of emergency popped to mind, the professor bound towards his door and swung it open. "Sweet solstice, Mr. Song. Where is the fire?!" MERLIN that had taken so LONG. Jaemin was rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet, clearly extremely agitated as the door finally opened. When the professor was in view, the small boy reached forward and lightly pawed at his forearm, eyes wide and a bit glassy. Somewhere in the back of his mind, something was screaming at him to stop touching Airey, because one didn't just... touch Airey... but he needed Professor Flamsteed's attention and help and he needed it all now. "Professor. I need to know how to get to Beauxbatons. You know everything so you have to know how to get there, right?" He looked around again, almost twitching with energy and excitement. "Is there a spell or something I can use? I don't know how to apparate but there has to be some other way, right? I'll even fly on a broom if I have to." He hated brooms. But he had to get there. He just had to. She was waiting. For her prince! For him.