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Directly below the Great Hall is the Hogwarts kitchen, complete with five tables identical to and directly below those of the Great Hall. Numerous house elves have returned and are busily working, always working, on the castle's next meal. They're surely willing to serve you a snack though, if you ask politely enough.
OOC: Please do not RP for the House Elves! We have a lovely group of actual elves who would love to RP with you if you will please be patient.
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Olly's fingers lingered on Schuyler's lips for a few seconds, even after the other girl had put the pancake into her mouth. Heh. She'd missed her girlfriend, was it obvious? Even though they'd of course seen each other around school the last two days but it still wasn't the same. Plus, the Hufflepuff had stayed in her Common Room for most of it so there was that.
So this cooking date was particularly nice.
"I know." Pause. "Everything is better with syrup." She grinned, watching Schuyler finish the bacon. Once that was done Olly followed the other girl over to the table, still holding the plate with the pancakes. Oh wait, speaking of syrup. Quickly setting the plate down, she then moved back over to get some maple syrup off one of the shelves. Who'd put it up there? Some giant West, surely. After a few tries and climbing onto the counter, she finally succeeded though.
"I like the sound of that." Schuyler cooking for her all the time. Olly sat down on one of the chairs, eyes still on the other girl. "I'm sure you'd grow tired of doing that every day though." So maybe, Olly would cook too. Once in a while. Actually, she'd prefer it if they cooked together.
Schuyler met Olly's eyes as she felt her touch still on her lips. It made her take a pause from the whole cooking and eating pancakes deal. Eventually, Olly had lowered her hand though and they both turned to get back to the table. A kiss would have been nice..
Schuyler supposed she could wait for that, though.
"Not everything," she answered. Because syrup was so sticky. But it was certainly good for pancakes, yes. Great for pancakes. She was already seated by the time Olly was walking back with the maple syrup, so she reached forward and decided to fill her plate awhile.
"Hmm.." she tilted her head thoughtfully. "Maybe five days a week, then?" Two days off from cooking. That sounded okay, didn't it? And it went without saying that Olly would be helping, too. Of course. And maybe some days she could cook and other days Olly could, and then there'd be days they did it together. It didn't sound anything like a hassle to her now.
Granted, she wasn't cooking every day of her life these days, so yeah.
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Now didn't that sound like a neat idea? Shame it never actually happened and the Gryffindor shook her head slowly. "Nah. Never really got on well with the girls in my dorm. They're chatty and I don't mind but it's what they go off about for hours if you let them." She couldn't have gotten paired with worst people if they went through the entire Gryffindor Sixth Year Hoard and hand picked them based on the things Alexa couldn't stand. "It's why I usually stayed in Alice's dorm and she didn't want me tossing food on her bed. She was real nit-picky about it--and about Felix shedding but I swear he doesn't shed, it must have been Atole." The ocelot may have been chained under the bed but anything was possible.
Well thank Merlin they didn't expect any hitting from her part, though she wasn't opposed to a whack for them to knock it off but nothing more. It was just MEAN, even if they couldn't see it as mean. That however wasn't at the front of her overly active brain anymore. "What's Bran? Is it something they put in chocolate bars?" Might be good to know for future reference, just in case the second question happened to be a yes.
The Gryffindor leaned eagerly over the huge sack of sugar, thinking that if the Professor wouldn't use it then she would--so it wouldn't go to waste of course. She cared about the ingredients in this place, obviously. Oh but he'd use the tin? "Well......suit yourself. I guess there's no harm in me tasting this one here...." But she didn't have a legit reason, she just grabbed a spoon, ripped open the sack and scooped some into the palm of her hand for eating. She leaned closer to see the recipe. "A fourth cup of what?"
And you know what tastes amazing? Sugar and marshmallow. Speaking of, the Professor needed the bag? The WHOLE thing? But she wasn't done ogling it! Lex reached into the pack of marshmallows and fished out a handful before levitating it over. "Here you go."
Well, he honestly couldn't blame her really. He hadn't gotten along with the other boys in his dorm until luck had it that he and Tiberius were finally placed in the same dorm. First through third year had been a bunch of blokes with moon rocks for brains. All quidditch talk - which he had appreciated and tried to get in on to no avail - and no personalities. "What sort of topics?" he questioned naively before his lips curled into a subtle smirk. Nah, he would bring that topic up a little later. Chances were that Miss Cambridge hadn't even noticed since he was slightly turned away from her at the moment. "Do you still keep in touch with Miss Fischer? I had been hoping to see her after her friendly match next weekend...but with the weather..."
Just another thing that made him want to manly wibble about the terrible weather conditions.
"Hmmm...I think so?" he replied with a shrug. "It's a grain...and most everything covered in chocolate tastes better." Almost everything. But there were also some foods that should never be digested and therefore not even chocolate should cover said foods.
He subtly rolled his eyes at the prefect. "You could at least use a bowl instead of your hand, Miss Cambridge," he chuckled as he continued to spoon what he assumed was sugar into the mixture into the pan on the stove. Butter...check...lots of sugar...check... Hmm...was the sugar supposed to turn sort of blackish like that? He leaned forward to sniff a bit. Nope, still smelled like sugar, so must be fine. "Hmm? Oh. Butter." Which was already in the pan so now all he needed were the...
Marshmallows! "Ah, thank you, Miss Cambridge," he grinned as he plucked the bag out of the air. And yes, he saw that grabbing a giant handful from the bag. Tisk tisk."You'll ruin your appetite," he teased. She had to keep a somewhat empty stomach to taste their creation after all. And he was rather impatient to get to the end of this cooking thing. This is why he didn't make anything and either ordered delivery when he was home or relied on the house elves when he was here at Hogwarts.
Turning up the heat some more, he poured half of the remaining french vanilla marshmallows into the pan and poked at it with a spatula-thing. "Instructions say I have to keep stirring...so you want to add the cereal when these marshmallows look melted?"
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Schuyler met Olly's eyes as she felt her touch still on her lips. It made her take a pause from the whole cooking and eating pancakes deal. Eventually, Olly had lowered her hand though and they both turned to get back to the table. A kiss would have been nice..
Schuyler supposed she could wait for that, though.
"Not everything," she answered. Because syrup was so sticky. But it was certainly good for pancakes, yes. Great for pancakes. She was already seated by the time Olly was walking back with the maple syrup, so she reached forward and decided to fill her plate awhile.
"Hmm.." she tilted her head thoughtfully. "Maybe five days a week, then?" Two days off from cooking. That sounded okay, didn't it? And it went without saying that Olly would be helping, too. Of course. And maybe some days she could cook and other days Olly could, and then there'd be days they did it together. It didn't sound anything like a hassle to her now.
Granted, she wasn't cooking every day of her life these days, so yeah.
Not everything no. But a lot of things. Syrup was very...versatile. Olly didn't say any of that however. Instead she just shrugged to say that she didn't completely agree with Schuyler but that it really was not worth discussing. It was syrup. And her girlfriend WAS right about the 'everything' part so there.
Five days a week.
Olly considered that suggestion for a moment before nodding. "Sounds good." She grinned while reaching out to put some of the bacon onto her plate. "We can do that." Hear the 'we', Schuyler? Yes, Olly WAS going to help of course. "After Hogwarts then." Yes. Her eyes were fixed on her girlfriend now, the food on her plate briefly forgotten.
Post-graduation talk was happening. And it required her full attention.
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Well, he honestly couldn't blame her really. He hadn't gotten along with the other boys in his dorm until luck had it that he and Tiberius were finally placed in the same dorm. First through third year had been a bunch of blokes with moon rocks for brains. All quidditch talk - which he had appreciated and tried to get in on to no avail - and no personalities. "What sort of topics?" he questioned naively before his lips curled into a subtle smirk. Nah, he would bring that topic up a little later. Chances were that Miss Cambridge hadn't even noticed since he was slightly turned away from her at the moment. "Do you still keep in touch with Miss Fischer? I had been hoping to see her after her friendly match next weekend...but with the weather..."
Just another thing that made him want to manly wibble about the terrible weather conditions.
"Hmmm...I think so?" he replied with a shrug. "It's a grain...and most everything covered in chocolate tastes better." Almost everything. But there were also some foods that should never be digested and therefore not even chocolate should cover said foods.
He subtly rolled his eyes at the prefect. "You could at least use a bowl instead of your hand, Miss Cambridge," he chuckled as he continued to spoon what he assumed was sugar into the mixture into the pan on the stove. Butter...check...lots of sugar...check... Hmm...was the sugar supposed to turn sort of blackish like that? He leaned forward to sniff a bit. Nope, still smelled like sugar, so must be fine. "Hmm? Oh. Butter." Which was already in the pan so now all he needed were the...
Marshmallows! "Ah, thank you, Miss Cambridge," he grinned as he plucked the bag out of the air. And yes, he saw that grabbing a giant handful from the bag. Tisk tisk."You'll ruin your appetite," he teased. She had to keep a somewhat empty stomach to taste their creation after all. And he was rather impatient to get to the end of this cooking thing. This is why he didn't make anything and either ordered delivery when he was home or relied on the house elves when he was here at Hogwarts.
Turning up the heat some more, he poured half of the remaining french vanilla marshmallows into the pan and poked at it with a spatula-thing. "Instructions say I have to keep stirring...so you want to add the cereal when these marshmallows look melted?"
See that? The Professor thought he was curious about what teenage girls talked about when they were meant to be sleeping but if he really thought about it he'd have realized how wrong he was. Being the gracious Gryffindor she was, she could clue him in. Why did she have to be the only one to suffer through it? "Oh, you know," she began, innocently enough, "boys mostly. Snogging. The ones with the best lips--the best kissers, I dunno if I'd agree with half of them but then what would I know? Haven't actually snogged most of them." Kissing experience, she had, a multitude of guys to compare she did not. "Once they kept me up with squeals. You don't even wanna know why." And even if he did she wouldn't be the one to say so tough. She could answer the answer part though. "We've been owling for the most part and I see her in Hogsmeade when we get to go--stayed a few days with her during the break too." BECAUSE ALICE MISSED HER and she missed her too.
As much as Lex wanted to question his logic, she didn't because she wasn't very clear on the classification of grain per say and the argument sounded sound enough when he mentioned everything being covered in chocolate tasting better. "Fair enough." She conceded with a shrug, helping herself to one of her stolen marshmallows.
These were brilliant.
Lex grinned at his suggestion of a bowl. "I'd only look greedy if I did Professor. This way I can keep telling myself it's only one more scoop." The logic of the greedy right there. "Would you like some?" She offered extending the spoon of sugar toward him. It was cool Sir, she hadn't licked the spoon or anything. Perfectly clean.
She popped another marshmallow in her mouth, not bothered by the thought of ruining her appetite. "Not to worry Professor, I've got a bottomless pit for a stomach. You're looking at the girl who sneaks down for a second dinner after the start of term feast most years.' And in good faith she popped another of her stolen marshmallows in her mouth while she watched him pour them into the pan.
As for her part in this. "No problem, just lemme know when to start pouring." Anything to expedite the procress, yeah?
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Angel had finally got to the kitchen, now she had to make it up to Benny, because the cutie guy had lent her his cloak which was amazing of him and Angel was going to make it up to him. "Here we are Benny." Angel smiled as she went over to the cooker and quickly made Benny one of her famous hot chocolates, she might not have learned out to cook yet but she could make a nice hot chocolate for people. "Here you go Benny." Angel had even put a marshmallow into the cup. "That should warm you up." And when he was ready, she would give him his cloak back.
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Angel had finally got to the kitchen, now she had to make it up to Benny, because the cutie guy had lent her his cloak which was amazing of him and Angel was going to make it up to him. "Here we are Benny." Angel smiled as she went over to the cooker and quickly made Benny one of her famous hot chocolates, she might not have learned out to cook yet but she could make a nice hot chocolate for people. "Here you go Benny." Angel had even put a marshmallow into the cup. "That should warm you up." And when he was ready, she would give him his cloak back.
While the common room might have been their original destination, but it seemed from an early moment that Benny might not make it. The third year miscalculated the change in temperature and was cold, quite thankful for when they stepped into the semi-warmer entrance hall. And he followed obediently as Angel led them down to the kitchens rather than up to the seven floors of stairs before the warmth of the common room.
"Ooooo warmth...much better," he mused feeling the heat of fires in the ovens. He took a seat at one of the counters and absently watched the younger Gryffindor as she made what she had promised him. A nice hot mug of hot chocolate. "Thank you..." Ben said accepting the warm cup. He let the steam billow into his face to warm it up before giving it a blow so he could sip the drink.
While the common room might have been their original destination, but it seemed from an early moment that Benny might not make it. The third year miscalculated the change in temperature and was cold, quite thankful for when they stepped into the semi-warmer entrance hall. And he followed obediently as Angel led them down to the kitchens rather than up to the seven floors of stairs before the warmth of the common room.
"Ooooo warmth...much better," he mused feeling the heat of fires in the ovens. He took a seat at one of the counters and absently watched the younger Gryffindor as she made what she had promised him. A nice hot mug of hot chocolate. "Thank you..." Ben said accepting the warm cup. He let the steam billow into his face to warm it up before giving it a blow so he could sip the drink.
Angel smiled at Benny. "I'm glad you liked it." Angel beamed, she took off his cloak and handed it back to Benny. "You'll be wanting this back." Angel was feeling a lot warmer now and it was about time Benny got his cloak back, but he had no idea what he was doing now.
Angel was wondering what else she could do to warm Benny up. "Anything else I could do to help you?" Angel hoped that her friend would let her help him if he needed anything further to get warm.
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Angel smiled at Benny. "I'm glad you liked it." Angel beamed, she took off his cloak and handed it back to Benny. "You'll be wanting this back." Angel was feeling a lot warmer now and it was about time Benny got his cloak back, but he had no idea what he was doing now.
Angel was wondering what else she could do to warm Benny up. "Anything else I could do to help you?" Angel hoped that her friend would let her help him if he needed anything further to get warm.
For one that wasn't that into eating much chocolate, the hot beverage was a weak point. And Angel's version was certainly yummy once his senses registered more than the change in temperature. "It is quite good," he commented, returning her smile with a softer version of his own. His cloak was returned to him and Benny couldn't help but wonder if it was going to be used outside again anytime soon. "Thanks..."
After a couple of more sips, the third year lowered his mug back down to the counter with his hands wrapped securely around and absorbing the warmth. "Nah...I think I'll be okay." Nothing felt too frozen or bitten by the cold, the two of them had moved fast enough from the tower.
For one that wasn't that into eating much chocolate, the hot beverage was a weak point. And Angel's version was certainly yummy once his senses registered more than the change in temperature. "It is quite good," he commented, returning her smile with a softer version of his own. His cloak was returned to him and Benny couldn't help but wonder if it was going to be used outside again anytime soon. "Thanks..."
After a couple of more sips, the third year lowered his mug back down to the counter with his hands wrapped securely around and absorbing the warmth. "Nah...I think I'll be okay." Nothing felt too frozen or bitten by the cold, the two of them had moved fast enough from the tower.
Angel smiled at Benny. "I'm glad you like it." Angel was really good at making Hot Chocolate, she was better at that than making Pizza defiantly, she looked around the kitchen trying to figure out what else she could do to warm Benny up but she didn't have to worry long because he was saying he was fine.
Angel suddenly had an idea, and walked up behind him and started to give him a shoulder massage, "lets see if this warms you up." Angel beamed. "It's my way of saying thank you to you." Angel hoped that Benny didn't mind her giving him a thank you massage.
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Once he was done laughing and she was giving her funny looks, Cosgrach nodded. "Yeah. It's just - your way of apologising was amusing. In a good way." In case she thought he took her for a clown or anything. "I mean, I hope you don't hate me. I have a good puffy heart, ask Sophie Brown if you don't believe me." And he liked her! Otherwise, why would he give her presents?
How her apology had been amusing, she'd never know. But she shrugged anyway. If he found it funny, he could laugh. He wasn't saying things about her that were upsetting anymore so it was okay for her at this moment. "Peoples apologies shouldn't usually be funny, Professor... I was apologising for attacking you with baked goods..." And he was lucky she hadn't hurled the last one at him. Instead she was hoping he didn't know it was there and she was going to steal it.
"I don't hate you, Professor.. And if Sophs likes you then I know you're not bad...." Still didn't mean he had any sort of talent with females.
How her apology had been amusing, she'd never know. But she shrugged anyway. If he found it funny, he could laugh. He wasn't saying things about her that were upsetting anymore so it was okay for her at this moment. "Peoples apologies shouldn't usually be funny, Professor... I was apologising for attacking you with baked goods..." And he was lucky she hadn't hurled the last one at him. Instead she was hoping he didn't know it was there and she was going to steal it.
"I don't hate you, Professor.. And if Sophs likes you then I know you're not bad...." Still didn't mean he had any sort of talent with females.
Cosgrach shrugged. "Apology accepted." His was, too? Yeah? Yeah. Great! She didn't hate him. Made his life much easier. "Then... I hope everything will be alright for you." He took a step towards the door. If she didn't have anything to throw at him, he was leaving.
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Not everything no. But a lot of things. Syrup was very...versatile. Olly didn't say any of that however. Instead she just shrugged to say that she didn't completely agree with Schuyler but that it really was not worth discussing. It was syrup. And her girlfriend WAS right about the 'everything' part so there.
Five days a week.
Olly considered that suggestion for a moment before nodding. "Sounds good." She grinned while reaching out to put some of the bacon onto her plate. "We can do that." Hear the 'we', Schuyler? Yes, Olly WAS going to help of course. "After Hogwarts then." Yes. Her eyes were fixed on her girlfriend now, the food on her plate briefly forgotten.
Post-graduation talk was happening. And it required her full attention.
Schuyler crunched on a piece of bacon. Mmm. Not too bad, if she did say so herself. It was at a good happy medium between crispy and chewy.
We can do that.
She grinned. So it was agreed, then. They could be chefs together for five of seven days of the week. After Hogwarts... Right. Well. Sort of.
The Gryffindor paused for a moment. "This summer we can." The summer after graduation. There was no reason they couldn't do it then. After that, though.. "..But I'll be at college in the fall." And here was the opening of this can of flobberworms.
Olly knew that she'd decided to go to university, though, yeah? It was just that fact that Schuyler had chosen one for sure now.
Schuyler crunched on a piece of bacon. Mmm. Not too bad, if she did say so herself. It was at a good happy medium between crispy and chewy.
We can do that.
She grinned. So it was agreed, then. They could be chefs together for five of seven days of the week. After Hogwarts... Right. Well. Sort of.
The Gryffindor paused for a moment. "This summer we can." The summer after graduation. There was no reason they couldn't do it then. After that, though.. "..But I'll be at college in the fall." And here was the opening of this can of flobberworms.
Olly knew that she'd decided to go to university, though, yeah? It was just that fact that Schuyler had chosen one for sure now.
.............college, right.
Suddenly the food on her plate WAS really interesting. Mainly to look at though. She wasn't really all that hungry anymore. Of course she'd known that Schuyler would be going to college in fall but...up until now she hadn't really thought of it like that. Until she chose one it wasn't real. Now it was though.
Ignoring the constricting feeling in her chest, Olly nodded. Yes, she was fine.
"Right." She forced herself to look up again. "Did you pick one then?" College, that is. "Where are you going?" Her voice sounded normal, yeah? She was even cutting the pancake and putting some of it into her mouth. Perfectly fine.
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Cosgrach shrugged. "Apology accepted." His was, too? Yeah? Yeah. Great! She didn't hate him. Made his life much easier. "Then... I hope everything will be alright for you." He took a step towards the door. If she didn't have anything to throw at him, he was leaving.
Alright. She nodded. "I'm sure things will be just alright, Professor." She was already alright, and so that wouldn't take too much of an effort to maintain that. She'd just hide out in her dorm when things weren't that...alright for her. Didn't want to be killing anyone, ey Professor? With a nod at her Professors movement, Els leant herself into the chair she had previously been sitting in. "Don't get insulting anyone outside of this kitchen, okay?"
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Originally Posted by Lislchen
.............college, right.
Suddenly the food on her plate WAS really interesting. Mainly to look at though. She wasn't really all that hungry anymore. Of course she'd known that Schuyler would be going to college in fall but...up until now she hadn't really thought of it like that. Until she chose one it wasn't real. Now it was though.
Ignoring the constricting feeling in her chest, Olly nodded. Yes, she was fine.
"Right." She forced herself to look up again. "Did you pick one then?" College, that is. "Where are you going?" Her voice sounded normal, yeah? She was even cutting the pancake and putting some of it into her mouth. Perfectly fine.
Schuyler sliced a piece off her pancake and swirled it around to soak up a little extra syrup.
She gave a nod. "Spain," she answered. She looked up at Olly from across the table. "Wizarding University of Barcelona." To be exact. Granted Schuyler was excited to go, but she didn't want to seem.. overly so?
She'd eaten the bite in her mouth and swallowed. "You'll have to visit," she nodded.
Schuyler sliced a piece off her pancake and swirled it around to soak up a little extra syrup.
She gave a nod. "Spain," she answered. She looked up at Olly from across the table. "Wizarding University of Barcelona." To be exact. Granted Schuyler was excited to go, but she didn't want to seem.. overly so?
She'd eaten the bite in her mouth and swallowed. "You'll have to visit," she nodded.
Spain.
Well, at least it wasn't New York or anything. Still. Somehow Olly had hoped that Schuyler would decide on a uni that was at least somewhat close to London. Or was at least situated in Great Britain. No such luck though. Barcelona was almost as far away from here as possible without leaving the continent. Not that location really mattered. Everything that wasn't in close vicinity to England was 'far away' for Olly.
So, Schuyler was going to be...far away.
It was only after she felt the pancake dissolve in her mouth that Olly noticed that she hadn't actually said anything for a while. Or moved. Or swallowed. She did that first, glad to be rid of the food in her mouth. And even though she had a lot of other questions, most of them about the reasons for Schuyler's decision, the Hufflepuff remained quiet for a few seconds longer.
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See that? The Professor thought he was curious about what teenage girls talked about when they were meant to be sleeping but if he really thought about it he'd have realized how wrong he was. Being the gracious Gryffindor she was, she could clue him in. Why did she have to be the only one to suffer through it? "Oh, you know," she began, innocently enough, "boys mostly. Snogging. The ones with the best lips--the best kissers, I dunno if I'd agree with half of them but then what would I know? Haven't actually snogged most of them." Kissing experience, she had, a multitude of guys to compare she did not. "Once they kept me up with squeals. You don't even wanna know why." And even if he did she wouldn't be the one to say so tough. She could answer the answer part though. "We've been owling for the most part and I see her in Hogsmeade when we get to go--stayed a few days with her during the break too." BECAUSE ALICE MISSED HER and she missed her too.
As much as Lex wanted to question his logic, she didn't because she wasn't very clear on the classification of grain per say and the argument sounded sound enough when he mentioned everything being covered in chocolate tasting better. "Fair enough." She conceded with a shrug, helping herself to one of her stolen marshmallows.
These were brilliant.
Lex grinned at his suggestion of a bowl. "I'd only look greedy if I did Professor. This way I can keep telling myself it's only one more scoop." The logic of the greedy right there. "Would you like some?" She offered extending the spoon of sugar toward him. It was cool Sir, she hadn't licked the spoon or anything. Perfectly clean.
She popped another marshmallow in her mouth, not bothered by the thought of ruining her appetite. "Not to worry Professor, I've got a bottomless pit for a stomach. You're looking at the girl who sneaks down for a second dinner after the start of term feast most years.' And in good faith she popped another of her stolen marshmallows in her mouth while she watched him pour them into the pan.
As for her part in this. "No problem, just lemme know when to start pouring." Anything to expedite the procress, yeah?
So...you know how tried his best to avoid the Aparecium when it was floating around? And how he didn't like listening in to gossip? And just generally tried not to have an interest in students' personal lives because knowing too much made his insides tighten and knot to the point he felt nauseous? How he preferred to keep his private life private and thus considered this a reflection of his hope for mutual respect into not prying into the private lives of others? Yeah. All that. AAAAAAAALL that had just gone supernova and now the astronomer was frozen in place with his mouth hanging open and looking as though he were gasping for air.
Snogging. Most of them. Squeals. TOO MUCH INFORMATION!
.......................did Medea partake in this sort of conversation with the other female staff?
"Sorry I asked," he mumbled to himself as he turned his attention back to the frying pan. Was definitely not going to be comfortable making eye contact with Miss Cambridge right now. Or the next hour. Or maybe even the next few days.
And the whole bit about Miss Fischer went entirely in one ear and out the other. Haven't actually snogged most of them. Sweet solstice WHY him?!
He came back to somewhere in the middle of her explaining about her scoops of sugar and her offering him some with the same spoon she had used. Yep, Airey was officially back to being a snickering immature first year who saw the whole using the same straw as someone being the same as kissing. Vicarious kissing. Nope. NOOOOOOOOOPE. "No thank you, Miss Cambridge." Really. No thanks. Just needed to break the tension somehow...song? Yes. A song seemed like the best option.
"Just a spoon full of sugar helps the medicine, go down...the medicine go dooooooooooooooooooooooown..."
Eyeing the pan again, the professor gave its contents another few good stirs, and then shifted his gaze to the Gryffindor - still stirring, by the way - and gave her a firm nod. "You can start pouring it in now."
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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
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Spain.
Well, at least it wasn't New York or anything. Still. Somehow Olly had hoped that Schuyler would decide on a uni that was at least somewhat close to London. Or was at least situated in Great Britain. No such luck though. Barcelona was almost as far away from here as possible without leaving the continent. Not that location really mattered. Everything that wasn't in close vicinity to England was 'far away' for Olly.
So, Schuyler was going to be...far away.
It was only after she felt the pancake dissolve in her mouth that Olly noticed that she hadn't actually said anything for a while. Or moved. Or swallowed. She did that first, glad to be rid of the food in her mouth. And even though she had a lot of other questions, most of them about the reasons for Schuyler's decision, the Hufflepuff remained quiet for a few seconds longer.
"What does that mean for us?"
It was kind of unnerving when Olly was just silent like this. And Olly was being silent for a while.
Schuyler paused her eating as she waited for her girlfriend to respond. Somehow. At this rate, the food would be cold by--
What does that mean for us?
She opened her mouth to answer. Except she didn't. Not right away. Long distance would suck.... like, really suck. But it was still what she had just assumed would happen. Because she didn't want them not together. Not a couple. But when it came down to it, they hadn't properly talked about it. She hadn't asked Olly outright.
She tried to keep her expression neutral as to not influence Olly's answer. "What do you think we should do..?"
It was kind of unnerving when Olly was just silent like this. And Olly was being silent for a while.
Schuyler paused her eating as she waited for her girlfriend to respond. Somehow. At this rate, the food would be cold by--
What does that mean for us?
She opened her mouth to answer. Except she didn't. Not right away. Long distance would suck.... like, really suck. But it was still what she had just assumed would happen. Because she didn't want them not together. Not a couple. But when it came down to it, they hadn't properly talked about it. She hadn't asked Olly outright.
She tried to keep her expression neutral as to not influence Olly's answer. "What do you think we should do..?"
One day they'd come here, make pancakes and actually eat them.
Today was not that day apparently. Olly merely used her fork to cut the pancakes into bite-size pieces, without eating them however. Instead she waited. Feeling surprisingly calm about this. They were having a serious conversation about something important. Now was not the time to panic about all of this. Now she simply watched Schuyler, waiting for an answer.
Maybe she'd thought about this.
Only the question got the directed back to her. I don't know didn't really seem like the right thing to say even though Olly DIDN'T in fact have an idea. "Do you..." She paused, shifting in her seat slightly. "Do you think we could do that?" Long distance. "Stay together I mean." That was what they were talking about, no? It was either that or...ending it. Which neither of them wanted. They'd certainly talked about THAT part.
Aidella | King of Confusion | Brittana | Forever ACROMANTULA
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Originally Posted by Lislchen
One day they'd come here, make pancakes and actually eat them.
Today was not that day apparently. Olly merely used her fork to cut the pancakes into bite-size pieces, without eating them however. Instead she waited. Feeling surprisingly calm about this. They were having a serious conversation about something important. Now was not the time to panic about all of this. Now she simply watched Schuyler, waiting for an answer.
Maybe she'd thought about this.
Only the question got the directed back to her. I don't know didn't really seem like the right thing to say even though Olly DIDN'T in fact have an idea. "Do you..." She paused, shifting in her seat slightly. "Do you think we could do that?" Long distance. "Stay together I mean." That was what they were talking about, no? It was either that or...ending it. Which neither of them wanted. They'd certainly talked about THAT part.
"Do you want to do that?"
Okay, Schuyler was eating her pancakes, though.
Kind of.
Slowly..?
She looked up from her plate to Olly. Who answered with another question. About whether or not they could stay together while being so far apart. It reminded her of when she'd talked about this sort of thing with Coul, and how she'd been very glad that she hadn't been in his and Elodie's situation. And now look.
"I think we could.." Schuyler answered. "I think I could." She added the second part only because she didn't want to speak for Olly.
Shifting a little bit, she moved her hair behind her ear. And proceeded to play with her earring. "I mean, I don't want a long distance relationship," because of the distance, obviously. The lack of physically seeing her and being with her. "But I'd take that over not having one with you at all."
There was another brief pause. And then, because Olly hadn't really answered her question before, she asked her again. "What do you want?"
She looked up from her plate to Olly. Who answered with another question. About whether or not they could stay together while being so far apart. It reminded her of when she'd talked about this sort of thing with Coul, and how she'd been very glad that she hadn't been in his and Elodie's situation. And now look.
"I think we could.." Schuyler answered. "I think I could." She added the second part only because she didn't want to speak for Olly.
Shifting a little bit, she moved her hair behind her ear. And proceeded to play with her earring. "I mean, I don't want a long distance relationship," because of the distance, obviously. The lack of physically seeing her and being with her. "But I'd take that over not having one with you at all."
There was another brief pause. And then, because Olly hadn't really answered her question before, she asked her again. "What do you want?"
Olly wanted to curl up somewhere. Preferably in Schuyler's lap. That wasn't an option, however, so she just remained sitting where she was. The calm she'd felt a few seconds earlier had been replaced by...she couldn't even pinpoint one exact emotion she was feeling right now. She was scared. She was definitely scared. Mainly because now she had to think about this. The question was what she wanted.
And she just didn't know.
So she shook her head slightly. "I want you to stay." It sounded pathetic and she KNEW that it wasn't fair to Schuyler but she couldn't help herself. That was what she wanted. There was a pause during which Olly just looked at her girlfriend, sheer frustration at their current situation reflected in her eyes.
No, but she should say something else. Because that wasn't going to happen. "I don't know if I can do that." She cleared her throat and tried to keep her voice steady. "Long distance. I don't want to...do this and not actually have you here with me." Somehow the longer she talked to calmer she got again. "It doesn't have to be every day-" Like, that was impossible, she knew that. And she was working on that. Yes. "-but...Spain is really far away, Schuyler." So these were her thoughts on long-distance.
"But I don't want to break up either so...I suppose we can try." What other possibility was there.
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Olly wanted to curl up somewhere. Preferably in Schuyler's lap. That wasn't an option, however, so she just remained sitting where she was. The calm she'd felt a few seconds earlier had been replaced by...she couldn't even pinpoint one exact emotion she was feeling right now. She was scared. She was definitely scared. Mainly because now she had to think about this. The question was what she wanted.
And she just didn't know.
So she shook her head slightly. "I want you to stay." It sounded pathetic and she KNEW that it wasn't fair to Schuyler but she couldn't help herself. That was what she wanted. There was a pause during which Olly just looked at her girlfriend, sheer frustration at their current situation reflected in her eyes.
No, but she should say something else. Because that wasn't going to happen. "I don't know if I can do that." She cleared her throat and tried to keep her voice steady. "Long distance. I don't want to...do this and not actually have you here with me." Somehow the longer she talked to calmer she got again. "It doesn't have to be every day-" Like, that was impossible, she knew that. And she was working on that. Yes. "-but...Spain is really far away, Schuyler." So these were her thoughts on long-distance.
"But I don't want to break up either so...I suppose we can try." What other possibility was there.
Schuyler glanced down at her plate when Olly said she wanted her to stay. That wasn't going to happen, though. And she believed they both knew that.
And maybe England would have been more of an option if it had better weather. But honestly she wanted somewhere a little warmer. Sunnier. Less raincloudy. Something new.
And before Schuyler got to think any more about things that seemed a little stupid right now (like weather), Olly said something that made her chest constrict. A lot. She'd said she didn't know if she could do it. Do long distance. Schuyler bit down on her lip and kept her eyes trained on the other girl. Okay, still constricting..
"I know it's far," and she wanted to add another part to that statement. But..? But? "..You could come, too?" she suddenly thought. Maybe? It was an idea. "Or, you know, maybe not directly in Barcelona," because it did seem rather crowded and Olly wasn't one for crowded cities, "But maybe somewhere closer..?"
Because that was the only option she could think of to make long distance any easier: cutting down the distance.
Either way, they would try. Right? They would. And Schuyler couldn't ask for more than that.
Schuyler glanced down at her plate when Olly said she wanted her to stay. That wasn't going to happen, though. And she believed they both knew that.
And maybe England would have been more of an option if it had better weather. But honestly she wanted somewhere a little warmer. Sunnier. Less raincloudy. Something new.
And before Schuyler got to think any more about things that seemed a little stupid right now (like weather), Olly said something that made her chest constrict. A lot. She'd said she didn't know if she could do it. Do long distance. Schuyler bit down on her lip and kept her eyes trained on the other girl. Okay, still constricting..
"I know it's far," and she wanted to add another part to that statement. But..? But? "..You could come, too?" she suddenly thought. Maybe? It was an idea. "Or, you know, maybe not directly in Barcelona," because it did seem rather crowded and Olly wasn't one for crowded cities, "But maybe somewhere closer..?"
Because that was the only option she could think of to make long distance any easier: cutting down the distance.
Either way, they would try. Right? They would. And Schuyler couldn't ask for more than that.
Olly felt...deflated somehow. After she'd said that they could try long distance. Like she'd just given up. Because while of course she WANTED to try - very much, because the alternative was just...she didn't even want to think about that to be honest - she didn't think she could. Not because she thought she'd get bored and forget all about Schuyler and cheat on her or something. It wasn't even that. It was just.....she needed someone.
She needed someone there with her. Physically.
Go to Barcelona with her? By then Olly had pushed the plate away from her slightly because food wasn't happening. Even the smell of it made her feel sick. "Somewhere closer?" Her eyes were still fixed on Schuyler's blue ones, searching them, almost as if she could find an answer there. "Like where?" What difference did it make if she lived in, say, France?
"I...I don't want to move to Spain, Schuyler." They spoke Spanish there, did she know? Also it was quite hot there, especially during summer.
Alright. She nodded. "I'm sure things will be just alright, Professor." She was already alright, and so that wouldn't take too much of an effort to maintain that. She'd just hide out in her dorm when things weren't that...alright for her. Didn't want to be killing anyone, ey Professor? With a nod at her Professors movement, Els leant herself into the chair she had previously been sitting in. "Don't get insulting anyone outside of this kitchen, okay?"
And thanks for things and all that.
She didn't even look like she was a cheater, so Cosgrach was going to take her word for that. "See ya around." Or not. Cosgrach wasn't sure. He had to speak to Sophie and see what the girl would say.
Nodding at her to promise he wouldn't insult anyone ever, he walked out to look for his clever protégé.
Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
SPOILER!!: Our work here is done :3
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
So...you know how tried his best to avoid the Aparecium when it was floating around? And how he didn't like listening in to gossip? And just generally tried not to have an interest in students' personal lives because knowing too much made his insides tighten and knot to the point he felt nauseous? How he preferred to keep his private life private and thus considered this a reflection of his hope for mutual respect into not prying into the private lives of others? Yeah. All that. AAAAAAAALL that had just gone supernova and now the astronomer was frozen in place with his mouth hanging open and looking as though he were gasping for air.
Snogging. Most of them. Squeals. TOO MUCH INFORMATION!
.......................did Medea partake in this sort of conversation with the other female staff?
"Sorry I asked," he mumbled to himself as he turned his attention back to the frying pan. Was definitely not going to be comfortable making eye contact with Miss Cambridge right now. Or the next hour. Or maybe even the next few days.
And the whole bit about Miss Fischer went entirely in one ear and out the other. Haven't actually snogged most of them. Sweet solstice WHY him?!
He came back to somewhere in the middle of her explaining about her scoops of sugar and her offering him some with the same spoon she had used. Yep, Airey was officially back to being a snickering immature first year who saw the whole using the same straw as someone being the same as kissing. Vicarious kissing. Nope. NOOOOOOOOOPE. "No thank you, Miss Cambridge." Really. No thanks. Just needed to break the tension somehow...song? Yes. A song seemed like the best option.
"Just a spoon full of sugar helps the medicine, go down...the medicine go dooooooooooooooooooooooown..."
Eyeing the pan again, the professor gave its contents another few good stirs, and then shifted his gaze to the Gryffindor - still stirring, by the way - and gave her a firm nod. "You can start pouring it in now."
Lex waited for the reaction that was sure to come from the man who read an Aparecium paper and freaked. You could have sworn he'd walked in on her and Jun snogging with the way he'd spazzed out. A reaction would definitely happen so even when he turned away from her, she waited. Of course he was sorry he asked, that was the point of her oversharing. He was completely welcome and with luck would not be prying in future.
"Like I said Sir, it's not the type of conversation I fancy. Spent a lot of time hiding out in the Ravenclaw dorm because of them--but I never told you that." Just like she never told him she was usually hiding out with Jun. Ahem. He was definitely welcome she didn't mention that part. Carry on.
Was he sure he didn't want any though? This was good stuff. "Suit yourself." Lex said with a shrug, scooping another spoonful into her hands.
And what on earth was he humming about? Medicine? Maybe she'd just not question it. Nah, Just pour and pretend this was normal. With Airey, this was all kinds of normal anyway.
"D'you know how long these will take to be done?"
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