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| ❄ Chasing Waterfalls & Wonder ❄ | Mama Badger | Eva's Soul Sister | An OG™ | It's all in the Numbers SPOILER!!: Borr is angryyy *hides in the back* Quote:
Originally Posted by Berty Borr
Followed by the BRIGHT STUDENTS, Lord Borr had not one, BUT TWO COMPLETELY RUDE, COMPLETELY BRAINLESS WONDERS. "Is there something WRONG with you two? HUFFLEPUFF IS SUPPOSED TO BE the HOUSE OF CHAMPIONS!" Lord Borr, for example, had been a Hufflepuff.
Lord Borr was the CHAMPION OF CHAMPIONS.
"I wish for YOU TWO to stand up and move your chairs to VERY BACK OF THE ROOM. OUT OF MY SIGHT!! I can't BEAR to look at you for even another moment. I won't send you away, no, no I'm much too merciful and kind of that. BUT YOU MAKE ME NAUSEOUS. YOU MAKE ME SAD. DO wish to make me cry for the loss of integrity in my HOUSE? DO YOU? GET UP. MOVE. OUT OF MY SIGHT. If you can't follow the EASIEST of instructions then I can't look at YOU WITHOUT LOSING MY LUNCH!"
Which, if you must know, Lord Borr had BEEN TOO BUSY TO EAT. TOO BUSY. TOO IMPORTANT.
After one more failed attempt to stand, Lord Borr rolled his chair out to the middle of the room. "Everyone ELSE GET UP. Get up. Right now, DO NOT DALLY. I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR DALLYING. I want everyone to GET UP and GO TO THE WINDOW and tell me what YOU SEE! HURRY UP! MOVE MOVE MOVE. What is outside? WHAT DO YOU NOTICE?"
Lord Borr's tummy began to RUUMMMMBBLLLLEEE. He was quite hungry. Poor busy and important LORD Borr. SPOILER!!: what's outside Quote:
Originally Posted by Berty Borr Lord Borr made another attempt to get out of his chair, but it just wasn't happening for him. So he rolled in and among the Ravenclaws and Slytherins he had invited to the front of the room.
"THERE ARE NO stars out at this time of day. There are no meteor showers, or constellations, or WORTHLESS MOONS AND PLANETS out at this time of DAY." Lord Borr tapped his cane on the desk of Celandine Toussaint and then on Sebastain's desk. BRIGHT students. BRIGHT FUTURES. "Tell me, class, then WHY do you suppose I am having class now? GO ON. TELL ME. WHY DID I, LORD BORR, have your ASTRONOMY class in the middle of the day??" Lunatic. Insane. Ridiculous.
Those were the words that came to mind, as Lord Borr shouted at him and another Hufflepuff - Arrick, if Dom recalled correctly - because had the man not just said that Hufflepuff was HIS house? That meant ... OH MERLIN! How in the name of things gold and black did this ridiculous ... man (can he even still be called that) have been sorted into Hufflepuff? Yes, Hufflepuff is the house of champions. Not necessarily brave, but they do stand of for what is JUST and FAIR and LOYAL. Not loyal to some lunatic of a professor who thinks he's the most important thing since Merlin's beard. But loyal to what is RIGHT and FAIR - to what is TRUE.
.... and was that his stomach rumbling?
Looking towards the first year who was in the back of the room with him - which was probably safest in Dominic's mind anyway to be back there - he wondered if they were supposed to move towards the window. But before he could move or even decide what to do (because Borr had said he didn't want to see him even though Dominic thought kicking him out of class would have been more beneficial but whatever) he'd complimented about Slytherins making him proud. Traitor, Dominic thought rather maliciously.
Why an Astronomy class in the middle day? Because Lord Borr was a lunatic ... OBVIOUSLY! That was already settled MINUTES ago... or maybe was it HOURS? Who really knew how long he'd been in this torturous class for? SPOILER!!: why astronomy is midday... apparently Quote:
Originally Posted by Berty Borr "I'll TELL YOU WHY," Lord Borr was getting ANGRY THAT he couldn't GET out of the chair. How was he supposed to TEACH!? ETHAN TRUEBRIDGE WOULD PAY FOR THIS!
With that thought and REALLY LOUD RIPPING NOISE, Lord Borr PROPELLED himself out of the chair. What Lord Borr did NOT know was that he'd torn a HUGE hole in the backside of his trousers. Huge. Hole. In. His. Trousers. Huge. Hole. In. His. Underwear.
Lord Borr tapped his cane loudly as he turned his back on the class and approached the chalk board, "I CHOSE this time because IT IS DAY TIME! IF you want to GET anywhere in this world you have to be AWAKE DURING THE DAY. Sleep at NIGHT. Awake during the day," Lord Borr started beating the chalkboard with his cane to make the message sink, "SLEEP AT NIGHT!"
"You can't be awake ALL DAY LONG and ALL NIGHT LONG! You have TO CHOOSE one, or the OTHER! AND CLASS? I'm choosing FOR YOU! I CHOOSE for you to be awake during the day, where you STAND A CHANCE to GET A JOB! ONLY skulking creatures and UP-TO-NO-GOODERS ARE AWAKE ALL NIGHT! ASTRONOMY IS POINTLESS AT NIGHT! POINTLESS! Get a REAL job, I say!!! You may ALL THANK ME ONE DAY!"
Lord Borr felt a draft. "Raiden. Sebastian. Go close the windows, my men. Lock them up tight."
"As for the rest of you --- I want you to STAND UP. AND STRETCH. I want you to stand and STRETCH as HIGH AS YOU CAN. Stand up on the desk even. I know half of you are part monkey. GO ON. GET UP. GO ON! STRETCH UP AS HIGH AS YOU CAN."
Lord Borr started around the room, observing and watching, observing and watching. "HURRY UP WITH THOSE WINDOWS, BOYS!" Really drafty in this old room. Uh... was that... Ripping? OH... Forget BORR losing his lunch, Dominic was pretty near close to losing HIS! Because seriously, if that large, lunatic man even thought about turning around.... yes, he was sure he'd undoubtedly hurl across the desk. Not by choice, of course.
But it was all he could to hold down the bile, as Borr carried on about them being awake during the day and choosing for them or something like that... really, Dominic didn't care. He just did NOT want to throw-up. No, he wasn't going to. Hurling during class was NOT an option.
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