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Magical Soul · 09-30-2019, 01:17 PM

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Originally Posted by Waterloo

He had had every intention of marking assignments but the pile of parchment he’d been attempting to work through had long ago been tossed haphazardly to one side of the desk. Instead, and with great difficulty given the lack of space in the cupboard he now called his office, he’d kicked his feet up to read the latest issue of VANISH magazine.

And that’s when he heard a knock on the door.

“Uhh, come on in,” Barlow called, quickly setting his feet back on the ground in an attempt to regain some kind of composure and professionalism. Two things he struggled with.

Hopefully this visitor was a small person because there wasn’t much room in here.

Ilya walked into the room as soon as he heard the invitation. He had no expectations whatsoever of this professor, but the cupboard-turned-office thing was not very welcoming. Was he so nice he accepted this as his office or... there was really no other option the eleven years old could think of.

"Hi professor," he closed the door behind him and just stood there, his back against the door. He was so scared if he moved the stuff would start falling over, like that muggle game. "Sorry to disturb you. Also, sorry to see you've got a small office." He pursed his lips to show his empathy.

But anyway, moving on to business. "I was wondering..." Ilya got nervous already, his hair started to change color from regular blonde to striking white. "... do you know how we know we are metamorphmagus..es?" What was the plural of that word anyway? WAS HE ONE was the question.

09-30-2019, 01:17 PM	#4 (permalink)
Magical Soul DERP & DoM Kappa Join Date: Jun 2010 Location: GMT +3 Posts: 14,513 Mysteries x6	Dalliesa \| Ab-Bot \| Hogwarts Trojan War \| Quote: Originally Posted by Waterloo He had had every intention of marking assignments but the pile of parchment he’d been attempting to work through had long ago been tossed haphazardly to one side of the desk. Instead, and with great difficulty given the lack of space in the cupboard he now called his office, he’d kicked his feet up to read the latest issue of VANISH magazine. And that’s when he heard a knock on the door. “Uhh, come on in,” Barlow called, quickly setting his feet back on the ground in an attempt to regain some kind of composure and professionalism. Two things he struggled with. Hopefully this visitor was a small person because there wasn’t much room in here. Ilya walked into the room as soon as he heard the invitation. He had no expectations whatsoever of this professor, but the cupboard-turned-office thing was not very welcoming. Was he so nice he accepted this as his office or... there was really no other option the eleven years old could think of. "Hi professor," he closed the door behind him and just stood there, his back against the door. He was so scared if he moved the stuff would start falling over, like that muggle game. "Sorry to disturb you. Also, sorry to see you've got a small office." He pursed his lips to show his empathy. But anyway, moving on to business. "I was wondering..." Ilya got nervous already, his hair started to change color from regular blonde to striking white. "... do you know how we know we are metamorphmagus..es?" What was the plural of that word anyway? WAS HE ONE was the question.