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ArianaBlack · 01-09-2021, 04:59 AM

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Originally Posted by Uncle Moose

...Moose followed with his eyes as Professor Schmoe did some wand work, and cast some spells around the whole Office. You might have colored him impressed if he hadn't already stated that he hated magic. He readjusted himself in the beanbag to be in less of a fetal position and sat a little more upright though still slouched in the shoulders and his hands in his lap. Then he followed Schmoe's movements. He was limping and he was sure he just saw him twitch too. Also his voice, it sounded so weak. "What's that?" He asked in a quieter voice taking into consideration the shushing he got when he came in. eyeing bottle that was in the Professor's hand. He wasn't gonna take anything he didn't know what it was.

"and, no. No one followed me here." He only really rushed toward the office door once it was in eye shot but the pain of the LIAR mark on his forehead still hurt a bit even after Defense Against the Darks Arts ended so that did slow him down a little bit.

"Murtlap essence," Finneas managed a weak smile as extended it forward so that Mr. Stover could take a better look at the bottle. "It is a s-solution of strained and picked te-tentacles of Murtlaps," he offered the explanation, hoping that it would help the second year feel more at ease with the idea of using it. "It sh-should help with your forehead." Finneas knew there wasn't much he could have done to prevent this, but he still felt an immense amount of guilt. This happened to a student under his watch.

"Good," he whispered, exhaling a breath he did not realize he had been holding.

It was only now that he felt he could relax. Though his body still ached, he moved to sit down in his chair. There was so much he wanted to say, but Finneas wasn't quite sure where to start. So instead, he waited for Mr. Stover, in case the young Slytherin had more he needed to get off his chest.

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ArianaBlack Assistant Forum Manager Quibbler & Newbie Mod DMLE & DMT Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,676 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 ...Moose followed with his eyes as Professor Schmoe did some wand work, and cast some spells around the whole Office. You might have colored him impressed if he hadn't already stated that he hated magic. He readjusted himself in the beanbag to be in less of a fetal position and sat a little more upright though still slouched in the shoulders and his hands in his lap. Then he followed Schmoe's movements. He was limping and he was sure he just saw him twitch too. Also his voice, it sounded so weak. "What's that?" He asked in a quieter voice taking into consideration the shushing he got when he came in. eyeing bottle that was in the Professor's hand. He wasn't gonna take anything he didn't know what it was. "and, no. No one followed me here." He only really rushed toward the office door once it was in eye shot but the pain of the LIAR mark on his forehead still hurt a bit even after Defense Against the Darks Arts ended so that did slow him down a little bit. "Murtlap essence," Finneas managed a weak smile as extended it forward so that Mr. Stover could take a better look at the bottle. "It is a s-solution of strained and picked te-tentacles of Murtlaps," he offered the explanation, hoping that it would help the second year feel more at ease with the idea of using it. "It sh-should help with your forehead." Finneas knew there wasn't much he could have done to prevent this, but he still felt an immense amount of guilt. This happened to a student under his watch. "Good," he whispered, exhaling a breath he did not realize he had been holding. It was only now that he felt he could relax. Though his body still ached, he moved to sit down in his chair. There was so much he wanted to say, but Finneas wasn't quite sure where to start. So instead, he waited for Mr. Stover, in case the young Slytherin had more he needed to get off his chest. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon!