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Seeker_Seven · 06-19-2010, 06:33 PM

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Originally Posted by Super Spaz

Marco frowned slightly as someone waved at him. Then it hit him. He recognised that face. He waved back, rather enthusiastically. "Sevens you old dog. It has been a while. 6, 7 years?" Oh how good it was to see a friendly face. There were far too many little people hanging around. "The students have gotten smaller. That much has changed. But not a lot else it would seem. Do you think Max still teaches?" It had been a long time, so he had probably retired by now.

Oh how he missed the place, and it was good to be back.

Marco's breathe caught in his chest. That voice still made him feel like a little boy. "Professor Erikson, Sir." He span round to see it was actually him. That guy was still huge, even if Marco had grown since. He still had that menacing thing going on, that Marco remembered. Even his smirk was evil.

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Originally Posted by Zellanna

Drago looked over and smiled. It felt strangely good to see his old students again. "Tag! A sight for sore eyes. How have you been? Not cutting off circulation to any more body parts, I hope." He smirked. Did the boy even remember that?

"Of course Max is still here," Tagren said jovially. "Max is going to be here until he dies. Probably on the pitch, wheelchair-bound, with the whistle in his mouth and his arms raised calling a foul."

Eyebrows raised, Tag gave his old Herbology professor a wide grin, and shook his hand heartily. A slight flush crept up his neck at the man's comment. Oh dear. He probably remembered every stupid thing Tag had ever done in class. . . "I can't believe you put up with me. I never would have made it through Herbology OWLs without you! And sometimes I even have to use it." He put his hands in his pockets, still slightly embarrassed.

06-19-2010, 06:33 PM	#219 (permalink)
Seeker_Seven Puffskein Join Date: May 2006 Location: Rainyville, USA Posts: 1,809 Hogwarts RPG Name: Freeman L. Stuart Second Year x1	For Zell & Jen Help us we're a bunch of letters stuck in this box !! Quote: Originally Posted by Super Spaz Marco frowned slightly as someone waved at him. Then it hit him. He recognised that face. He waved back, rather enthusiastically. "Sevens you old dog. It has been a while. 6, 7 years?" Oh how good it was to see a friendly face. There were far too many little people hanging around. "The students have gotten smaller. That much has changed. But not a lot else it would seem. Do you think Max still teaches?" It had been a long time, so he had probably retired by now. Oh how he missed the place, and it was good to be back. Marco's breathe caught in his chest. That voice still made him feel like a little boy. "Professor Erikson, Sir." He span round to see it was actually him. That guy was still huge, even if Marco had grown since. He still had that menacing thing going on, that Marco remembered. Even his smirk was evil. Quote: Originally Posted by Zellanna Drago looked over and smiled. It felt strangely good to see his old students again. "Tag! A sight for sore eyes. How have you been? Not cutting off circulation to any more body parts, I hope." He smirked. Did the boy even remember that? "Of course Max is still here," Tagren said jovially. "Max is going to be here until he dies. Probably on the pitch, wheelchair-bound, with the whistle in his mouth and his arms raised calling a foul." Eyebrows raised, Tag gave his old Herbology professor a wide grin, and shook his hand heartily. A slight flush crept up his neck at the man's comment. Oh dear. He probably remembered every stupid thing Tag had ever done in class. . . "I can't believe you put up with me. I never would have made it through Herbology OWLs without you! And sometimes I even have to use it." He put his hands in his pockets, still slightly embarrassed. __________________ *His glass is half-empty. And it's not what he ordered.*