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ArianaBlack · 01-07-2021, 05:02 AM

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Originally Posted by Uncle Moose

Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Anger Anger Anger Anger Anger Anger Anger.

It's all he could feel and he wanted a place he knew he could just release it all in one go. And that was here with Professor Schmoe!

Moose used his office as a safe haven all last term. Here and the Technology Lounge if Schmoe wasn't present in the office. On Noah's suggestion that maybe the Muggle Studies Professor was the best possible answer to his being a Wizard thing, seeing as he was Muggleborn.

Anytime he just had the slightest bit of temper over something magical. It was straight to here soon after. SO HERE HE WAS! AND BOY WAS HE ANGRY!! So much repressed fury in his fist that he could have just punched a hole clean through the door as he knocked on it rapidly. Making his hand red in the process. He stopped a moment to hold his hand because that hurt.

And do you know what they say about making things hurt less is by hurting something else? Well his head did that almost immediately as The L I A R
on his forehead still hurt from the earlier Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Finneas almost fell on the door as he hurried to open it. The effects of the multiple cruciatus curses left a lingering pain in his body and he was still very weak. Turning the handle to open the door, his whole body shook.

His eyes were filled with fear and he braced himself to face the--"M-Mr. St-stover?" The surprise in the noodley man's voice was clear as day. He had been expecting someone else. Or worse, multiple someone else's. He nearly recoiled when his eyes fully took in the sight before him. The word written in on the young man's forehead, like a tattoo. "C-come in, p-please," he twitched uncharacteristically, opening the door wider to welcome the Slytherin inside.

Not before he poked his head out and skittishly glanced around the corridor to ensure that they did not have any unfollowed guests. He would not put it past the coup to have members of their alliance following the muggleborn students around. Not with the agenda they were clearly pushing through the new curriculum.

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ArianaBlack Assistant Forum Manager Quibbler & Newbie Mod DMLE & DMT Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,677 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin First Year Ministry RPG Name: Tomasz Łaska Law Enforcement x10 x1	doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo Quote: Originally Posted by Uncle Moose Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate Anger Anger Anger Anger Anger Anger Anger. It's all he could feel and he wanted a place he knew he could just release it all in one go. And that was here with Professor Schmoe! Moose used his office as a safe haven all last term. Here and the Technology Lounge if Schmoe wasn't present in the office. On Noah's suggestion that maybe the Muggle Studies Professor was the best possible answer to his being a Wizard thing, seeing as he was Muggleborn. Anytime he just had the slightest bit of temper over something magical. It was straight to here soon after. SO HERE HE WAS! AND BOY WAS HE ANGRY!! So much repressed fury in his fist that he could have just punched a hole clean through the door as he knocked on it rapidly. Making his hand red in the process. He stopped a moment to hold his hand because that hurt. And do you know what they say about making things hurt less is by hurting something else? Well his head did that almost immediately as The L I A R on his forehead still hurt from the earlier Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Finneas almost fell on the door as he hurried to open it. The effects of the multiple cruciatus curses left a lingering pain in his body and he was still very weak. Turning the handle to open the door, his whole body shook. His eyes were filled with fear and he braced himself to face the--"M-Mr. St-stover?" The surprise in the noodley man's voice was clear as day. He had been expecting someone else. Or worse, multiple someone else's. He nearly recoiled when his eyes fully took in the sight before him. The word written in on the young man's forehead, like a tattoo. "C-come in, p-please," he twitched uncharacteristically, opening the door wider to welcome the Slytherin inside. Not before he poked his head out and skittishly glanced around the corridor to ensure that they did not have any unfollowed guests. He would not put it past the coup to have members of their alliance following the muggleborn students around. Not with the agenda they were clearly pushing through the new curriculum. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon!