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Maxilocks · 09-08-2010, 02:38 AM

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Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01

Oh the horror!!! Why did this have to happen to him?! Could she stop looking at him now? He just wanted to crawl up in a corner and die from embarrassment right now. He stood there for another few seconds unsure if his voice would ever work again.

Then she asked what year he was in. Oh great, his puny size comes up again. "Um..I'm a f-fifth year, ma'am." he said with a voice so uncharacterically small for his usual comanding demeanor. "I am guessing this isn't the..." he couldn't even finish, the huge wave of self-consciousness crashed on the Gryffindor again.

"I'm new here." he whispered, the paleness of his face flushed to a bright red, matching the horrid house color that didn't go at all well with his skin tone.

Serious. Formal. Davina Markovic.

Yes, all those words went together.

It was no wonder, then, that Davina had no idea - none at all - how to react to such a situation. She had taught kids before. She had taught, and crybabies, troublemakers, drama kings and queens - she had tackled them all. But she had never met a student who had mistaken her office for... well, something else, before.

She grabbed at his words, like a drowning person at a piece of log.

"Oh. I see." New. Yes, that explained things. "Looks like you're not alone, in that case. I'm new too, Mr. -" Mr. Please-don't-mistake-my-office-for-a-bathroom-again?

Um.

09-08-2010, 02:38 AM	#35 (permalink)
Maxilocks SS Featured Author Türk Bilgini Bugbear Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: {in a leap of faith} Posts: 31,791 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sarani Glass Graduated x12	♥ Mrs. Itachi Uchiha™ & MAJNOO! : Bleach & Kyo & Natsume ♥ [ Maxh!Jesh ] Quote: Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01 Oh the horror!!! Why did this have to happen to him?! Could she stop looking at him now? He just wanted to crawl up in a corner and die from embarrassment right now. He stood there for another few seconds unsure if his voice would ever work again. Then she asked what year he was in. Oh great, his puny size comes up again. "Um..I'm a f-fifth year, ma'am." he said with a voice so uncharacterically small for his usual comanding demeanor. "I am guessing this isn't the..." he couldn't even finish, the huge wave of self-consciousness crashed on the Gryffindor again. "I'm new here." he whispered, the paleness of his face flushed to a bright red, matching the horrid house color that didn't go at all well with his skin tone. Serious. Formal. Davina Markovic. Yes, all those words went together. It was no wonder, then, that Davina had no idea - none at all - how to react to such a situation. She had taught kids before. She had taught, and crybabies, troublemakers, drama kings and queens - she had tackled them all. But she had never met a student who had mistaken her office for... well, something else, before. She grabbed at his words, like a drowning person at a piece of log. "Oh. I see." New. Yes, that explained things. "Looks like you're not alone, in that case. I'm new too, Mr. -" Mr. Please-don't-mistake-my-office-for-a-bathroom-again? Um.