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sweetpinkpixie · 01-08-2021, 10:03 AM

Two things.

First. Did everyone see that patronus? The fact that it was a DRAGON? Because that was pretty stellar and you really had to give some props to Professor Williamson for that one. Atlas hoped that his own patronus would be a shark but...the way this term was going it seemed very unlikely he would ever have the means of producing one.

Second. DID EVERYONE SEE WHAT THESE WANNA BE DEMENTORS HAD JUST DONE TO HIS ~~FUTURE GIRLFRIEND~~ SELECTED PERSON OF INTEREST FOR A SOUL CRUSHING UNREQUITED CRUSH?!

The answer to both of these was, in all likelihood, that of course everyone had seen...and Atlas wanted to rush to the older Gryffindor's side but it looked as though she had plenty of options already and...well...Atlas would have been pretty worthless in the situation. Save for telling her that she was still really really pretty even without any teeth and dentures were always an option if worst came to worst.

He wanted to glare. He wanted to throw hands. But his promise to keep himself alive and not red shirt kept him in place. At did Professor Williamson shouting that class would continue. He wasn't sure how he would focus but...he would try.

...trying was not working so well when he saw the figures holding one of Atlas' safe spaces at literal wand point though.

Literally tripping over one of the crates and falling IN to it, Atlas climbed out as quickly as possible so as not to hold any one up while also retrieving for himself one of the keeper helmets and shoving it on top of his head. The sunglasses were next, in a smashing lime green color, which were too big for his face and he kept pushing them up the bridge of his nose while waffling around towards the next crate and retrieving a mirror shard for himself.

He...for sure wanted a partner for this...and naturally his instincts were to look for his brother but since both of them knew no real spells yet...that was a recipe for disaster. As was his wish to work with Quinn, and there was a bit of a longing glance towards the Ravenclaw as he paired with a slightly older Hufflepuff. But the Gryffindor knew he couldn't really help or protect his new friend like he was.

SO.

He needed to find an older student to pair with. And his forget-me-not blues fell on an older Slytherin girl [kayquilz!] who was looking particularly stoic and steady and therefore CLEARLY knew what she was doing. And so...the first year approached her and timidly tugged on her robes. "...um...excuse me...would you please partner with me?" He didn't want to look like he was begging but...well...if the shoe fit.

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sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Gladrags Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Leprechaun Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 40,845 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin Third Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	ABOLI WE COMING FOR YOU hi kate astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Two things. First. Did everyone see that patronus? The fact that it was a DRAGON? Because that was pretty stellar and you really had to give some props to Professor Williamson for that one. Atlas hoped that his own patronus would be a shark but...the way this term was going it seemed very unlikely he would ever have the means of producing one. Second. DID EVERYONE SEE WHAT THESE WANNA BE DEMENTORS HAD JUST DONE TO HIS ~~FUTURE GIRLFRIEND~~ SELECTED PERSON OF INTEREST FOR A SOUL CRUSHING UNREQUITED CRUSH?! The answer to both of these was, in all likelihood, that of course everyone had seen...and Atlas wanted to rush to the older Gryffindor's side but it looked as though she had plenty of options already and...well...Atlas would have been pretty worthless in the situation. Save for telling her that she was still really really pretty even without any teeth and dentures were always an option if worst came to worst. He wanted to glare. He wanted to throw hands. But his promise to keep himself alive and not red shirt kept him in place. At did Professor Williamson shouting that class would continue. He wasn't sure how he would focus but...he would try. ...trying was not working so well when he saw the figures holding one of Atlas' safe spaces at literal wand point though. Literally tripping over one of the crates and falling IN to it, Atlas climbed out as quickly as possible so as not to hold any one up while also retrieving for himself one of the keeper helmets and shoving it on top of his head. The sunglasses were next, in a smashing lime green color, which were too big for his face and he kept pushing them up the bridge of his nose while waffling around towards the next crate and retrieving a mirror shard for himself. He...for sure wanted a partner for this...and naturally his instincts were to look for his brother but since both of them knew no real spells yet...that was a recipe for disaster. As was his wish to work with Quinn, and there was a bit of a longing glance towards the Ravenclaw as he paired with a slightly older Hufflepuff. But the Gryffindor knew he couldn't really help or protect his new friend like he was. SO. He needed to find an older student to pair with. And his forget-me-not blues fell on an older Slytherin girl [kayquilz!] who was looking particularly stoic and steady and therefore CLEARLY knew what she was doing. And so...the first year approached her and timidly tugged on her robes. "...um...excuse me...would you please partner with me?" He didn't want to look like he was begging but...well...if the shoe fit. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like