A memo in the shape of a paper plane glides gracefully through the crack beneath the door, before exercising a smooth landing on the Professor's desk.

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Originally Posted by GrapehGrape

Adelaide nodded. "I guess that's true." She knew she had hers. Obviously. It was why she was in the situation she was in. Plus she had a few things when it came to how she kept her kitchen while she baked or cooked.

She nibbled on the corner of the brownie she'd grabbed. It really was good. Too bad her appetite had pretty much vanished. Addi reached out for the tea, drinking down the last bit.

She chuckled lightly. Gosh she was gonna miss Flamsteed. "No I don't think so. And um sorry about this." Addi could tell he felt awkward about the whole conversation, but she couldn't help herself. "You can keep the rest of those for later."

Of course it was. It was a part of human nature and sort of an expectation that there would always be the one thing to set someone off. Otherwise, well, that was an entirely different matter all together.

Why was she apologizing? Had he said something just that that implied he should receive...oh wait, he got it. "Nothing to apologize for, Miss Adams," he said while raising a hand to silence any further attempts she may make before leaving. "I lament that there is not more that I can do for you given your circumstances." His offer still stood though, by the way. Anytime she needed something she could always come and ask. He may not be able to grant said request, but he would do what he could.

OOOOOOOOH he got to keep the rest. Excellent. He probably would have manly whimpered had she packed them up, so this was a relief. "Stellar," he exclaimed, blue eyes nice and wide and EAGER. "Oh, just in case you are in need of it, some light reading on the side, here is a small pamplet on Wizarding University. I graduated from the Edinburgh campus myself. Just to help you figure out your options," he added with a quick wink after pulling the pamplet out of his top desk drawer.

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Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah

Cutty watched calmly as Professor Flamsteed threw his hands up in the air and waved 'em 'round like he just don't care laughed maniacally. He didn't regard this as awkward, however, it was more of a 'that's what Flamsteeds do' kind of a thing. Total acceptance.

In a moment, though, it had passed and Cutty was being given wishes of good luck. Best be on his way, then. The still small clutchling slung the black bag over his shoulder and took off like a thief in the night. Shutting the door to the office behind him he was soon swallowed by the darkness of the tower as he made the long journey back to the bottom of the castle.

Stellar. Beyond stellar really.

Airey left the Slytherin with a salute and then leaned back into his seat as a new wave of smugness washed over him.

Would it be weird if he just started maniacally laughing in his office..all alone? Not that he really cared if people thought he was weird or not, because he was doing just that.

MWAHAHAA!

SPOILER!!: Penelope & note from Professor Bentley :3

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Originally Posted by griffin

Sitting down on a seat opposite the professor, Penelope said, "Earl Grey tea will be fine, thank you." She had come here for some reason other than having tea. Well, whatever it was, Penelope had forgotten why she had come here. "I think I had a question to ask you, but I don't remember what it was."
Professor Flamsteed reminded Penelope of a muggle teacher she had in California. That teacher ran the class like Jeopardy, and had a sense of humor that had the whole class saying that he needed new jokes. He had a pet rock, although that rock was just a rock. Flamsteed's classes were much more interesting, and Flamsteed probably had better jokes. The activities in this class were way better than any muggle school activity.
"Professor, I really enjoy your class. Except for the pendulum dodgeball, I have had a great time in your class. I hope that you don't take this the wrong way, because it was a great activity. It's just that I'm claustrophobic and I don't like dodgeball because I'm really afraid of getting hit by things, like pendulums and dodge balls. Sorry about all the crying and stuff, but maybe now you will understand why I was crying. Other than the part about me being claustrophobic and being afraid of being hit by stuff, it was a great activity, for most people." Pendulum dodgeball inside balls. That had to be the worst thing ever for Penelope, because of her fears. Dodgeball inside balls was probably one of her worst fears. If she had ever thought of that before the activity, that would have been on the top of her list of things she feared the most. How had she survived that activity? Why didn't she just opt out? Jasmine had helped her calm down. How she had managed to calm down was a mystery to the young Ravenclaw, but she was glad that she had been able to get out of the ball and away from the pendulum.
Thinking about it, inside the balls was pretty cool, except for Penelope being claustrophobic. Her ball not only reflected weather changes with the seasons, but had played Vivaldi four seasons music. Penelope loved classical music. She played piano, something that often calmed her. Did they have pianos at Hogwarts somewhere? It was a big school, so they must have a piano somewhere. Maybe the professor would know something about that. "Professor, this isn't really your area of expertise, but is there a piano somewhere that I could play sometimes? Playing piano really calms me down, and I need to keep up with practice."
Enough with the somewhat off topic questions. There were more important things Penelope wanted to ask. She just couldn't remember what she had come here to ask. It definitely had not been any of the things she had said, but she couldn't remember what her question was, or what it was about. Penelope decided to listen to what the professor had to say in response, and see if he said anything about the question that she could not remember.

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Originally Posted by Hera

A memo in the shape of a paper plane glides gracefully through the crack beneath the door, before exercising a smooth landing on the Professor's desk.

SPOILER!!: Memo!

Dear Colleagues,

It has come to my attention that we are not communicating effectively enough where student behaviour is concerned. I for one would appreciate any and all feedback regarding the Gryffindors should issues concerning their behaviour, well being or academic progress arise. I ask this so that as Gryffindor Head of House, and Deputy Headmisstress I may assist in supporting you by monitoring and managing concerns regarding the students under my care.

Please don't hesitate to contact me directly, or indirectly via memo or owl.

Kind regards,
Seren Bentley

Pouring two cups a tea, the astronomer passed one to the Ravenclaw and relaxed into his seat a little bit more. "How unfortunate," he lamented with a smile. "Perhaps you will remember during the course of our conversation." If not, well, there would always be a next time.

Oh sweet solstice. She, er, really did not have to bring that up. Especially if it meant she might cry. She wasn't going to do that, was she? Please no. He didn't quite know you well enough to know how to react to tears. Or anyone was that matter. It was...just nope. Swallowing hard, Airey found that his palms were sweating to the point that holding his tea cup was a rather dangerous feat, so it was going to just rest there on his desk for the moment. "My apologies for placing you in such an uncomfortable and hostile environment, Miss Wright." he replied while rubbing his hands on his trousers. "But, if I may, I was very impressed by you electing to continue the activity rather than sitting it out." Very Gryffindor of her too, if he dared say so. "While completely understandable that you have some very negative memories and connections with the lesson, I hope you also take from it that you have the ability to overcome your fears and anxieties." Small pause while he rubbed his hands on his trousers some more. Awkward. He should really conjure a towel or something. "While I, unfortunately, cannot guarantee that you will face similar activities in the future, I will do what I can to help you feel safe no matter the activity."

Even if it meant personally escorting her through whatever it was. His activities tended to be a bit........extreme. But that was where the fun was though. The extremes. Out of the box. Being in the box was seriously overrated.

"Funny you should ask that," he chuckled. "I just recently revealed of of my.....one of my hidden treasures in the Astronomy Tower I suppose you could say. I have a piano in the Innovation Lounge. You can find it right across the hall from the Astrophysics Laboratory." His hands were no longer all sweaty, so he felt safe picking up his cup of tea now. "Or...if you want to put that Ravenclaw brain of yours to the test, you could attempt to seek out the Room of Requirement."

Just then, a memo slipped into the office from under the door and landed on his desk. He gave the first year a quick apologetic look before picking it up and reading it. Uh oh. Did she know about his duel with one of her Gryffindors? Was this her subtle way of calling him out? GULP.

Maybe he was going to need to stop by her office later to, er, talk.

Oh, and those palms? Yeah. They were sweaty again.

Adelaide gave him a smile. She was kind of proud of how well Flamsteed was handling this. It wasn't exactly something she would expect from him, but she had put herself in this situation. At least he seemed to be being pretty calm about this. "It's all right. It really is - um - an unsual and difficult one." That was the best way to describe things. Yep.

Addi could see how excited he was to keep the brownies. She reached out and took the little pamphlet from him. "Thanks professor. And I do plan on talking to Professor Pr-Fuller about my options." Oops. She almost slipped up and called him Professor Pretty to Flamsteed. That would have been...interesting.

She got up from her seat, setting the tea cup back down. "Thanks again. Hope you have a lovely day." With that she left, feeling a bit better.

Penelope could see that the professor was uncomfortable with the subject and was probably going to think that she hated him. "I'm sorry if you got any wrong ideas about what I said, like thinking I don't like your class. I think you are a great professor. That activity might not have been the best activity for me, but it was not my worst experience I have had in a class. The transfiguration lesson where I got covered in wet bird feathers and then got buried in snow is probably worse than being in a ball. We were making snow clouds, but things kept going wrong with my cloud. My cloud produced birds, and I got covered in feathers. It later produced rain, making the feathers wet and sticking to my uniform even more. Another cloud pelted me with rocks. The class ended with a giant blizzard, and I got buried in the snow. Ooh look, there's a feather... And another one! This is getting really off topic, isn't it? Back to what I was talking about...

The lesson was interesting, and I learned some things. There was the seasons stuff, and some other things from the activity. It would not be fun to be a planet. The solar system would not really work if a giant pendulum knocked planets around, but that kind of thing would only ever happen in one of your activities and is against all laws of physics, so we don't have to worry about getting knocked around by a pendulum. Giant pendulums don't just appear, and even if a pendulum large enough to mess with the solar system did appear, the gravitational pull would mess stuff up, and I'm getting a little carried away with this. I'll just stop talking about that now. I'm not really sure how I got from class activity to that, but it was just an activity." Wow that was a lot. Most of that hadn't even been about the lesson.

Airey had a secret room. The secret room had a piano. That was cool. There was an astrophysics laboratory. "There is an astrophysics laboratory? What do you use it for? Do you ever have lessons in there?" Room of requirement, where had she heard about that before? Put her Ravenclaw brain to the test, did that mean that it was hard to find? Did you have to answer a riddle to get in, like the Ravenclaw common room? Penelope decided it was probably the former of the two.

A memo landed on the desk. Professor Flamsteed read the memo. "Is it something urgent? Do you need to leave? I can come back later if you need me to leave."

Arista giggled imagining a ferret being able to roam freely, never really able to find it probably. "Oh yes." it never left the common room or the girls dormitory without her today was really one of those rare occurrences. "I have not spoken with the Creatures Professor but before coming my mum spoke to the Headmistress. Should I speak to Professor.." WHAT was his name??!! "Thompson." Yeah that sounded right. Send her away. OH no no no....

Arista gave a laugh so even Professors were interesting. "Ahhh... Thanks for those tips." She would so be using them. "Me challenge a Professor..." Never mind it so sounded like her. So to get detention from Professor Flamsteed you confused those two... But wait weren't those practically the same.

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Originally Posted by GrapehGrape

Adelaide gave him a smile. She was kind of proud of how well Flamsteed was handling this. It wasn't exactly something she would expect from him, but she had put herself in this situation. At least he seemed to be being pretty calm about this. "It's all right. It really is - um - an unsual and difficult one." That was the best way to describe things. Yep.

Addi could see how excited he was to keep the brownies. She reached out and took the little pamphlet from him. "Thanks professor. And I do plan on talking to Professor Pr-Fuller about my options." Oops. She almost slipped up and called him Professor Pretty to Flamsteed. That would have been...interesting.

She got up from her seat, setting the tea cup back down. "Thanks again. Hope you have a lovely day." With that she left, feeling a bit better.

If he was being entirely honest here, the astronomer would had admitted to pinching his arm all the while Miss Adams had been sharing her story. Helped him keep a somewhat cool appearance on the outside while the inside was all sdkfjdsljfsfisnvkjnvldjs.

"Indeed," he nodded with a faint smile. At least she had a peer support system in tact, right?

Raising a curious eyebrow at the name slip up, he gave his wand a flick towards the door to have it swing open for her departure. "Keep me updated on all....this. The things. Good and bad, yeah?" he said while giving her a departing salute and then charmed the door shut once again.

SPOILER!!: Penelope! <33

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Originally Posted by griffin

Penelope could see that the professor was uncomfortable with the subject and was probably going to think that she hated him. "I'm sorry if you got any wrong ideas about what I said, like thinking I don't like your class. I think you are a great professor. That activity might not have been the best activity for me, but it was not my worst experience I have had in a class. The transfiguration lesson where I got covered in wet bird feathers and then got buried in snow is probably worse than being in a ball. We were making snow clouds, but things kept going wrong with my cloud. My cloud produced birds, and I got covered in feathers. It later produced rain, making the feathers wet and sticking to my uniform even more. Another cloud pelted me with rocks. The class ended with a giant blizzard, and I got buried in the snow. Ooh look, there's a feather... And another one! This is getting really off topic, isn't it? Back to what I was talking about...

The lesson was interesting, and I learned some things. There was the seasons stuff, and some other things from the activity. It would not be fun to be a planet. The solar system would not really work if a giant pendulum knocked planets around, but that kind of thing would only ever happen in one of your activities and is against all laws of physics, so we don't have to worry about getting knocked around by a pendulum. Giant pendulums don't just appear, and even if a pendulum large enough to mess with the solar system did appear, the gravitational pull would mess stuff up, and I'm getting a little carried away with this. I'll just stop talking about that now. I'm not really sure how I got from class activity to that, but it was just an activity." Wow that was a lot. Most of that hadn't even been about the lesson.

Airey had a secret room. The secret room had a piano. That was cool. There was an astrophysics laboratory. "There is an astrophysics laboratory? What do you use it for? Do you ever have lessons in there?" Room of requirement, where had she heard about that before? Put her Ravenclaw brain to the test, did that mean that it was hard to find? Did you have to answer a riddle to get in, like the Ravenclaw common room? Penelope decided it was probably the former of the two.

A memo landed on the desk. Professor Flamsteed read the memo. "Is it something urgent? Do you need to leave? I can come back later if you need me to leave."

Ooooooooh sweet solstice was this Ravenclaw panicking? His eyes widened as the went into a disclaimer about not hating his lesson - which came as a relief, really - and then......woah wait what? Had that woman been snooping through his lesson files? Or was it actually possible that they were thinking a like this term with what to teach. Ha, wouldn't that amuse the Transfiguation professor to know that he and her thought the same. He may need to gloat about this in her face later. But now he also needed to modify his initial lesson plan and countered Miss Wright's retelling with a question of his own. "You....made cumulonimbus clouds?" Or was it one of the other many classifications of clouds they had made. There were two others that produced rainfall at least.

Important information, by the way. And, er, sorry there. He was distracted by his own thoughts and imagination that he kind of sort of missed the latter half of what she was talking about. Something with pendulums and laws of physics, so he smiled and nodded and then sipped awkwardly on his tea. "As long as you left with the basic concepts being understood, consider me one happy professor." Safe answer, yeah?

And he noticed the feathers as well, but thankfully he had no real distaste for them. Just as long as Hershel didn't try to eat them it was alright. "Here, er, let me help you there..." he mumbled as he waved his wand to banish the feathers from her robes and hair.

He nodded again. "I have in the past, and it is open to student experimentation should anyone wish. In the past we have manipulated elements to create star-like objects and planets. Unfortunately, I am not sure I can make proper use of it this term. Experimentation is heavily influenced by temperature and I can't seem to get the climate control charms to keep the place at a constant degree." Merlin, everywhere in the tower was suffering. "Unusually cold winter we are having this year. Really throws a wrench into things."

His blue eyes went back to the memo and quickly returned to the Ravenclaw. "Oh no, nothing of the sort," he chuckled. "Just a reminder to me that I need to speak with one of my colleagues soon. No need for you to leave."

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Originally Posted by Luna_Midnight

Arista giggled imagining a ferret being able to roam freely, never really able to find it probably. "Oh yes." it never left the common room or the girls dormitory without her today was really one of those rare occurrences. "I have not spoken with the Creatures Professor but before coming my mum spoke to the Headmistress. Should I speak to Professor.." WHAT was his name??!! "Thompson." Yeah that sounded right. Send her away. OH no no no....

Arista gave a laugh so even Professors were interesting. "Ahhh... Thanks for those tips." She would so be using them. "Me challenge a Professor..." Never mind it so sounded like her. So to get detention from Professor Flamsteed you confused those two... But wait weren't those practically the same.

"I think it would be wise to pay him a visit with your ferret," he nodded. "And when you do go to see him, could you also remind him that he has clean up duty to take care of outside my office?" There, Miss Royal, you now have the rest of the pieces to the puzzle. For the most part anyway.

"Well, are you?" he inquired, adding to the somewhat playful banter. Challenging him that is. It was a pity that the two Gryffindors he had given his personal favorite detention to were no longer at Hogwarts. They couldn't warn this one of the perils that may await her. HEH.

She had said too much and was confusing the professor. Penelope couldn't even follow what she had said. "We were transfiguring cumulus clouds into cumulonimbus clouds. They were supposed to make snow, but some clouds made rain, rocks, or birds. Someone's cloud turned into a blizzard that filled the whole room with snow, so we all had to leave."

Another thing where she had said too much and was confusing everyone, including herself. "Sorry about that. I couldn't follow everything I said, so that must have really confused you. I understand the basic concepts, so we can forget about the confusing stuff that is impossible to follow."

The annoying feathers were gone, and the professor didn't have any dramatic 'there's lint on my suit' reactions. That was good. "Thanks professor. How do you do that?" Most likely a vanishing spell.

It was so cold that the climate control charms didn't work? "Maybe the weather will warm up enough for the temperature to be right." Unusually cold weather, blizzards in class. This whole term had been nothing but unusually cold weather for Penelope. The Californian girl was finding it hard to adjust to the cold weather. Even the good weather here was cold to her, and things were really cold this year. "The weather is really cold here."

No need for her to leave. That was fine and didn't need to be discussed. "Okay." Short answer, no need to say more.

Arista nodded and took a look down at the white ferret, "I shall do that soon then!" She made a mental note to add that to her to-do list right underneath all that homework that she needed to do. Wait a second. It was Professor Thompson that made that glitter catastrophe!!!?

She really needed to talk to him about his choice of pranks... Glitter was just ew. But maybe she could get some pointers from him too!!

"Well that depends Professor, what is the difference between Astronomy and Astrology?" she grinned. Honestly thinking that they were the same thing. But apparently they weren't.

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She had said too much and was confusing the professor. Penelope couldn't even follow what she had said. "We were transfiguring cumulus clouds into cumulonimbus clouds. They were supposed to make snow, but some clouds made rain, rocks, or birds. Someone's cloud turned into a blizzard that filled the whole room with snow, so we all had to leave."

Another thing where she had said too much and was confusing everyone, including herself. "Sorry about that. I couldn't follow everything I said, so that must have really confused you. I understand the basic concepts, so we can forget about the confusing stuff that is impossible to follow."

The annoying feathers were gone, and the professor didn't have any dramatic 'there's lint on my suit' reactions. That was good. "Thanks professor. How do you do that?" Most likely a vanishing spell.

It was so cold that the climate control charms didn't work? "Maybe the weather will warm up enough for the temperature to be right." Unusually cold weather, blizzards in class. This whole term had been nothing but unusually cold weather for Penelope. The Californian girl was finding it hard to adjust to the cold weather. Even the good weather here was cold to her, and things were really cold this year. "The weather is really cold here."

No need for her to leave. That was fine and didn't need to be discussed. "Okay." Short answer, no need to say more.

Hmmm. That was....interesting. He had some thoughts on the matter, but they were not the sort to say in front of a student. He had a basic understanding of Transfiguration, a very basic one, so surely he was missing something. "Never a dull lesson here at Hogwarts," he joked instead.

Uh oh.Had she noticed that he hadn't been....entirely tuned in to what she had said. Curse his brain for getting easily distracted! "No no, perfectly fine. I am hardly one to judge how much one speaks or how potentially confusing ones topic of conversation can be." He may be a lot of things, but he was not deaf. He had heard some of the gossip in the corridors about him. Most recent had nothing to do about his words and more to do about his....glittery trousers? Mr. Stark would be ever so disappointed to find that he was no longer the owner of said trousers. Those were not in the hands of Professor Thompson.

"A simple Banishing Charm," he explained. "Quite handy when it comes to cleaning up unwanted messes." Did she need to know about cleaning spells? He was rather proficient with them.

"I certainly hope so. This is the coldest winter I have ever experienced," he grumbled, rubbing his hands together and realizing that his own skin was rough and tight again. Merlin, where had he put his hand cream....and if he were to use it in front of Miss Wright would she tease him for it? "The worst should be behind us soon enough. Spring is just around the Earth's orbit after all." Haha...he had made a funny. Sort of. It was a weak funny at best.

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Arista nodded and took a look down at the white ferret, "I shall do that soon then!" She made a mental note to add that to her to-do list right underneath all that homework that she needed to do. Wait a second. It was Professor Thompson that made that glitter catastrophe!!!?

She really needed to talk to him about his choice of pranks... Glitter was just ew. But maybe she could get some pointers from him too!!

"Well that depends Professor, what is the difference between Astronomy and Astrology?" she grinned. Honestly thinking that they were the same thing. But apparently they weren't.

Good good. Hopefully Javy wouldn't have any problems with her keeping the ferret. "Stellar. Assuming he says yes, we should set up a proper playdate with our ferrets. Once the weather is more hospitable, of course."

That was sarcasm, yes? Surely it was and she was just pushing his buttons. Or that was how he was going to take it anyway. "How about, you tell me, Miss Royal," he grinned at the Gryffindor. Yes, he was potentially opening himself up to rage and disappointment, but he was also presenting her with an opportunity as well.

"Yeah well, it's already a habit so deal with it" he retorted as he folded his arms as well. And as for it being rude, the boy rolled his eyes at that. "Whatever, i mean ...i'll keep it in mind" but seriously, what-ev-er.

Just anatomy? Kevin looked at where he was pointing and raised his eyebrow, well, at least he had learned something new today. Although he had already forgotten what the Professor had called it earlier. Fusso..something? Not that it really mattered though, right? And he vaguely wondered why HE knew that in the first place...

Kevin could SEE the discomfort when he had mentioned that he was sick and he could not help but grin at this. Maybe he could get him sick as well and then Astronomy Class would be cancelled for some nights and they could all SLEEP~ But first, he needed to get in to the office and Kevin was glad that the Professor stepped aside so that he could get in the room.

He immediatly walked to the sofa and lay down on it. Cause sitting was boring plus his legs hurt. Kinda... His eyes looked around and seeing the papers on the desk he turned his gaze to the Professor. "I thought you were a neat freak" he said. "What were you doing anyways?"

The Professor would say yes simply because he loves her, durrr! Deciding for the nicer option she said, "Here's hoping! Yes they would just love it! Weather very important!" Talking about weather made her remember the time Anneliese escaped outside into snow...She almost didn't find her.

Wait what!? Answer the question... It wasn't even a lesson or homework. She gave the Professor a grimace before starting to answer, "Um well Astronomy is everything in space like the position of everything and what it does....It's the study...of them.." Right? "And Astrology is..."He should really just save the time and answer it for her... She muffled the rest of the sentence just in case it was wrong though"...horoscopes..."

She had no idea what Astrology was, why was he torturing her. Now all she had to do was remind the Professor that she was an ickle first year and then everything would be fine..But she would only be doing that if the Professor went into Crazy Flamsteed...

He had managed not to cry in potions when Zahra had called him a baby and said that no one liked first years.

He had managed not to let anyone see him cry in History of Magic when the girl had said he was being a bad Ravenclaw because he wasn't using his brain.

But Flamsteed had been his breaking point.

The messy haired first year was just going to drag his arm across his face to wipe the snot. It seemed like the best thing to do, but then the Professor held out a handkerchief. Reaching out Kyroh slowly grasped the cloth and noticed that on it was a pointy eared guy who had a weird hair cut, and another guy who looked pretty normal compared next to the first. He examined it for a bit before wiping his eyes.

And then completely running it over his face, rubbing off all the snot and blowing HARD right into it.

Then the first year held it out for the man to take back.

He hesitated for a second before ducking under Flamsteed's arm and entering the office.
"...What's a Star Trek?...What's a mecha?" The boys eyes darted around the office. Was he allowed to sit? Would he get detention?

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"Yeah well, it's already a habit so deal with it" he retorted as he folded his arms as well. And as for it being rude, the boy rolled his eyes at that. "Whatever, i mean ...i'll keep it in mind" but seriously, what-ev-er.

Just anatomy? Kevin looked at where he was pointing and raised his eyebrow, well, at least he had learned something new today. Although he had already forgotten what the Professor had called it earlier. Fusso..something? Not that it really mattered though, right? And he vaguely wondered why HE knew that in the first place...

Kevin could SEE the discomfort when he had mentioned that he was sick and he could not help but grin at this. Maybe he could get him sick as well and then Astronomy Class would be cancelled for some nights and they could all SLEEP~ But first, he needed to get in to the office and Kevin was glad that the Professor stepped aside so that he could get in the room.

He immediatly walked to the sofa and lay down on it. Cause sitting was boring plus his legs hurt. Kinda... His eyes looked around and seeing the papers on the desk he turned his gaze to the Professor. "I thought you were a neat freak" he said. "What were you doing anyways?"

He tried not to look too amused. "Bad habits can be difficult to break," he mused as he closed the door and stepped properly back into his office. "Better than picking your nose and eating it, I suppose." He had had the unfortunate pleasure of witnessing a student who did just that. One that he had inherited when he had taken over as yearbook sponsor. Erik Quackenboss was a very odd Slytherin, that was for sure.

Watching as Mr. Hirase flopped on to the sofa - a movement that actually took more effort than simply sitting, by the way - he folded his arms across his chest and leaned his bum against his desk. "Can I get you a blanket, Mr. Hirase?" he teased. His sofa was, ahem, rather comfortable. "You caught me in the middle of some of my research, hence all the paperwork. But that is all organized chaos. The real chaos is what you already witnessed outside my office."

You know, the glitter fiasco.

Ironically, he wasn't even phased by the term 'neat freak,' although her preferred the term 'cleanliness conscious'.

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Originally Posted by Luna_Midnight

The Professor would say yes simply because he loves her, durrr! Deciding for the nicer option she said, "Here's hoping! Yes they would just love it! Weather very important!" Talking about weather made her remember the time Anneliese escaped outside into snow...She almost didn't find her.

Wait what!? Answer the question... It wasn't even a lesson or homework. She gave the Professor a grimace before starting to answer, "Um well Astronomy is everything in space like the position of everything and what it does....It's the study...of them.." Right? "And Astrology is..."He should really just save the time and answer it for her... She muffled the rest of the sentence just in case it was wrong though"...horoscopes..."

She had no idea what Astrology was, why was he torturing her. Now all she had to do was remind the Professor that she was an ickle first year and then everything would be fine..But she would only be doing that if the Professor went into Crazy Flamsteed...

Ferret conversation aide, he was rather eager to see just how she would respond to his return of her own question. Not to mention slightly panicking in regards to how to reply best to this without publicly bashing one of his colleagues. It was so difficult though....given the nature of the subject.

He smirked. "Perhaps it would be best, Miss Royal, to know the meaning of the words you use so as to avoid embarrassment for yourself and decrease the potential for insult to others," he winked. He was talking from personal experience, naturally. But those first year experiences had instilled a natural curiosity within him that encouraged him to always ask. Even now. Just as Mr. Kim of Ravenclaw about that one.

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles

He had managed not to cry in potions when Zahra had called him a baby and said that no one liked first years.

He had managed not to let anyone see him cry in History of Magic when the girl had said he was being a bad Ravenclaw because he wasn't using his brain.

But Flamsteed had been his breaking point.

The messy haired first year was just going to drag his arm across his face to wipe the snot. It seemed like the best thing to do, but then the Professor held out a handkerchief. Reaching out Kyroh slowly grasped the cloth and noticed that on it was a pointy eared guy who had a weird hair cut, and another guy who looked pretty normal compared next to the first. He examined it for a bit before wiping his eyes.

And then completely running it over his face, rubbing off all the snot and blowing HARD right into it.

Then the first year held it out for the man to take back.

He hesitated for a second before ducking under Flamsteed's arm and entering the office.
"...What's a Star Trek?...What's a mecha?" The boys eyes darted around the office. Was he allowed to sit? Would he get detention?

Raising his arm ever so slightly as the Ravenclaw walked under it, Airey tried his best not to look so fidgety and annoyed at the trail of glitter being trekked into his office. It was his own doing after all...in a moment of panic. Well, it was really more like a moment of desperation.

Wand out, he quickly banished the humble trail and turned just in time to see his handkerchief being handed back to him. Full of snot and tears. That were not his own. Sweet solstice. Still, not wanting to risk the waterworks flowing again, he reached out and plucked it from Mr. Scabior's hand using just the tip of his index finger and thumb. Where was a house elf when he needed one to come and....take care of this thing. Wash it for him. Just not press it. He liked doing that.

"A STELLAR question, Mr. Scabior," he beamed while gesturing towards one of the chairs by his desk. "Star Trek is a ground breaking muggle television series that first aired in 1966. It became more than just a television series, however, and is quite the franchise. Not only that, but the majority of the muggle technologies and gadgets you will find in the Muggle Technology Center were inspired by things from the Star Trek universe." Science fiction that was no longer fiction. Merlin did he love the universe. "Not only has it has significant impact on muggle technology, but it is often regarded as the most influential science fiction TV series in history." Honestly, he was shocked that there had not been a year of lessons on Star Trek done in Muggle Studies. It seemed like the dragon in the room really.

He was still trying to spin how he could do an entire year of Star Trek in Astronomy and still keep things relevant. It was going to happen. For real.

Or a joint lesson. He could get on board with that idea. Things to think about....

And he had missed the second question. Everything just shut off and went into tunnel vision when Star Trek came into focus.

Lifting his head up when the Professor entered the office as well , Kevin made a face of disgust. Picking nose? Even Kevin found that disgusting. Couldn't he have said a different example of a habit?

The boy kicked off his shoes and let them fall on the ground next to the sofa. Then held his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling. If he needed a blanket? Kevin looked at the Professor who was leaning against the desk and rolled his eyes at him. Seriously? a blanket? he wasn't five you know?

....But on the other hand....Blankets were warm and cozy. He sat upright on the sofa now, placing his feet on it. "Actually, that wouldn't be such a bad idea." he grinned as he moved his hand in a way that meant that he should get a blanket. "Also, where's that warm drink you've been talking about?"

And as if on cue, Kevin coughed loudly in the tissue he still held in his hand. Poor sick person.

The boy snorted at his 'organized chaos' talk though. Yeah right. So his room was an organized chaos as well then. Hmm...maybe he should start using that excuse when he was home? "It looks...boring" everything that had to do with paperwork was boring. Like homework bleeegh. "Can't you just look up at the sky for research?"

Awww man! Why did HE bring up the fiasco outside of the office?! Kevin had wanted to make fun of him out of no where but now he was probably prepared. "About that...what on earth happened and why haven't you vanished it yet? I thought Professor's were supposed to be smart and know how to do EVERYTHING?" unleeeesss.... "Or do you LIKE that color and glitter? Well, i wouldn't be that surprised seeing as you always sing and dance in class" he shrugged his shoulders and then laughed as he suddenly had an image of the Professor performing a musical outside his office but the special effects went wrong.

Looking around the room, the Gryffindor tried to locate his hat but couldn't find it anywhere. He still had it right? "Give me back my hat...in the right shape!" He had not forgotten that he had wore the hat during their duel. Which was so uncool.

Arista sighed Professor Flamsteed was a cruel man making her answer a question. Honestly.. She didn't read Astronomy for a living that was all him!! She needed to go to the library so next time she would be able to answer his questions. She had to admit to herself she was super scared on how the Professor was going to respond.

She gave him her adorable cute smile that got her out of trouble at home...It would work here too right?? "Yes Professor Flamsteed." She gave him a small nod. "So if I want to get better are there any other Astronomy books that I can read other than our textbook?" See she was ready to learn and then next year she could come back and Professor Flamsteed would be so impressed with her Astronomy skills.

SPOILER!!: welp...this was an interesting turn of events XD

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Lifting his head up when the Professor entered the office as well , Kevin made a face of disgust. Picking nose? Even Kevin found that disgusting. Couldn't he have said a different example of a habit?

The boy kicked off his shoes and let them fall on the ground next to the sofa. Then held his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling. If he needed a blanket? Kevin looked at the Professor who was leaning against the desk and rolled his eyes at him. Seriously? a blanket? he wasn't five you know?

....But on the other hand....Blankets were warm and cozy. He sat upright on the sofa now, placing his feet on it. "Actually, that wouldn't be such a bad idea." he grinned as he moved his hand in a way that meant that he should get a blanket. "Also, where's that warm drink you've been talking about?"

And as if on cue, Kevin coughed loudly in the tissue he still held in his hand. Poor sick person.

The boy snorted at his 'organized chaos' talk though. Yeah right. So his room was an organized chaos as well then. Hmm...maybe he should start using that excuse when he was home? "It looks...boring" everything that had to do with paperwork was boring. Like homework bleeegh. "Can't you just look up at the sky for research?"

Awww man! Why did HE bring up the fiasco outside of the office?! Kevin had wanted to make fun of him out of no where but now he was probably prepared. "About that...what on earth happened and why haven't you vanished it yet? I thought Professor's were supposed to be smart and know how to do EVERYTHING?" unleeeesss.... "Or do you LIKE that color and glitter? Well, i wouldn't be that surprised seeing as you always sing and dance in class" he shrugged his shoulders and then laughed as he suddenly had an image of the Professor performing a musical outside his office but the special effects went wrong.

Looking around the room, the Gryffindor tried to locate his hat but couldn't find it anywhere. He still had it right? "Give me back my hat...in the right shape!" He had not forgotten that he had wore the hat during their duel. Which was so uncool.

He had set himself up for that one. The shoes off that is. But it didn't mean he was pleased with it - although it really was better that he had taken them off since, well, his feet were on the sofa now. Smirking, he gave his wand a wave and summoned his blanket from his more private chambers and dropped it unceremoniously on top of the Gryffindor. "Just don't expect me to read you a bedtime story," he said, eyebrow raised. "If you are feeling really sick, Mr. Hirase, you ought to visit the Healer rather than taking a nap on my sofa."

As for the hot drink, well, there were a few variations he was thinking about and while he was more the sort to promote the medical community for this sort of thing...couldn't hurt. Besides, everyone who came to visit his office got some sort of hot beverage. "Interesting that you can claim something boring without even given it a proper look," he mused as he coated the bottom of a mug with honey and squeezed some lemon in as well. All from his enchanted desk drawer that kept the special additions for his tea, naturally. He then stuck some cloves to the rind of the orange wedge and dropped it into the tea pot that had already been heating and added a chamomile tea bag. "Always judge a book by its cover?"

Warning, warning. Life lesson ahead.

Ah yes, he had come to expect this sort of tone from the Gryffindor, so it didn't even faze him in the least. It was...nostalgic really. But more on that later. "Two of my colleagues thought they would prank me and the result was that mess. Caught them, er, right in the act." Sort of. Not going down that bit of memory lane though. "I am expecting them to be role models and clean up the mess they made themselves." Really, worse pranksters in history getting caught right in the middle of the attempt. Surely a Ravenclaw like Javy was wise enough and a Slytherin like Piers cunning enough not to do so. Just goes to show you you don't send another house to do what came naturally to Gryffindors.

"And your stereotype of theater performers is not appreciated, Mr. Hirase. I doubt very much you would like being shoved labeled something you are not based on another person's uneducated assumption," he said. Eyebrow raised again.

Tea done, Airey charmed the pot to pour the contents into the mug with the honey, added a pinch of cayenne pepper (his grandmother's not-so-secret ingredient), and then handed it to the Gryffindor. "Clean those sinuses riiiiiiiiiight up," he grinned. The hat would come in a bit. Once he had at least had one good sip of the tea.

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Arista sighed Professor Flamsteed was a cruel man making her answer a question. Honestly.. She didn't read Astronomy for a living that was all him!! She needed to go to the library so next time she would be able to answer his questions. She had to admit to herself she was super scared on how the Professor was going to respond.

She gave him her adorable cute smile that got her out of trouble at home...It would work here too right?? "Yes Professor Flamsteed." She gave him a small nod. "So if I want to get better are there any other Astronomy books that I can read other than our textbook?" See she was ready to learn and then next year she could come back and Professor Flamsteed would be so impressed with her Astronomy skills.

See? He could teach life lessons to students. Sort of. He was still working on that aspect of the job. Had really only signed up to teach about the cosmos. Hadn't planned on students coming to him in tears about one thing or another....or about girlfriend problems...or, well, anything personal really.

That smile was...sort of terrifying too and he ended up leaning back in his seat a little bit as if to run away from the Gryffindor before he adjusted his tie to play his movement off as him simply adjusting his suit. Ish. "Well, I have a few books here in my personal collection that you may borrow if you wish. Or you can go to the library and see if they were there." He wasn't sure if Leobald had them on the shelves or not. The astronomer didn't venture in there all that often since everything he typically needed was right here in his office. "Turn Left at Orion by Guy Consolmagno and Dan M. Davis is a good resource for practicing stargazing and identifying what is in the night sky...and The Cambridge Concise History of Astronomy is a good introduction and overview of the subject."

Since the blanket had been summoned, the Gryffindor had not been prepared by it falling on top of him. He took the blanket off of his head with force and eyed the Professor frustratingly before his gaze went to the blanket in his hands and held it open so that he could see the picture. "Okay, i get the whole space ship thing since you're an astronomer yourself but ...did you really need the two men on it as well?" he questioned while raising an eyebrow. Obviously not knowing that it was from an old tv show.

Oh well, a blanket was a blanket and the young lion wrapped it around his his body and sighed. Waaaarmth. Aww he wasn't going to tell a bedtime story?! He was so dissapointed right now! Sarcasm alert. "I don't need a Healer" he said after a cough. "i can take care of myself"

He watched how the Professor began to prepare the mug with some kind of medical hot beverage and then looked at the papers on the desks again. "Well, ANY paper work seems boring to me" he said. "Like homework" yuck. But the way the Professor had said that made him wonder if the papers on the desk weren't as boring as he thought it was. "If it's not boring? then what is it?" he asked before his eyes twinkled with crazy ideas. "How to take over the universe guide?!" DUDE COULD HE SEEEEE?!

Wait, two colleagues? Colleagues as in two Professors? What? He had expected students to explode pink paint and glitter but Professors? The twinkle in the Gryffindor's eyes never died out as he heard this piece of information. "Which Professors?" he asked, trying not to sound TOO curious. Which failed tremendously.

Instead of having a snappy retord back, Kevin actually looked down for a second, a look of sorry written on his face before he changed it back to his normal expression. "Right, stereotypes..." he said. "Okay, i'll stop" he wasn't going to say sorry though. " i used to be labeled something as well back at my neighbourhood" he shrugged his shoulders and looked as if it didn't bothered him.

Oh! Tea was ready! He reached for the mug and when he did the blanket slid off of his shoulders. He let it stay there though cause he was now eyeing the beverage in suspicion. "You didn't spike this with guilt potion right?" he asked as he looked up at the Professor. He was rather....paranoid after that homework...

Now that the tears were all gone from his eyes, Kyroh could very clearly see that the professor had glitter on his hair. And shirt. And on his ears? Kyroh couldn't help but wonder if there was glitter up his nose. WOULD FLAMSTEED SNEEZE GLITTER?

This very important question was on his mind as he cautiously took a seat on one of the chairs by the desk. Specifically the one that allowed him to basically get a view of the whole office........more specifically..... Flamsteed's chair. IT SPUN TOO!

1966? Woah. That was more than 100 years ago. Almost 120 years ago actually. It wasn't as old as Spiderman though and that made Kyroh smile smugly. "And How'd Star Trek create Muggle technology if the Muggle's already thought of them to put in the show? That doesn't seem very influential to me." Just saying. If the ideas were already there the show really didn't do anything right? "But.....if you're going to give me Detention and yell again then....it's super influential." Uh. He nodded his head hesitantly.

Simon's blue eyes widened as a huge smile appeared on Professor Flamsteed's face. It sort of made Simon want to grin back too- however, for some reason it unnerved him...Perhaps that was because the smile reminded him of this Doctor character that he'd seen in this sing along musical. Doctor Awful? Doctor Horrible? He couldn't remember which one, but a tune popped in his head. Laundry day...See ya there! Then the Professor invited him into his office. So Simon would get to meet the Professor's Vulcans friends at last? Ooh. Fun. He paused for a second. What if they were Klingons? He bit his lip. Hopefully they were Vulcans. "Uh.. okay!" he said with a grin as he stepped into the office.

Entering the office, he eyed the room; however, he didn't find any Vulcans. Instead he found a super clean room with all these muggle items inside, like a transformer's toy or model. Then he saw a relatively large collections of ties. WOAH. This office was pretty cool. He also took note of the drawings that former students had made for the Professor. "So I take it you like Star Trek too?" he asked, making a note that the Professor definitely got his reference. He grinned.

Arista kept on smiling even though it seemed as if the Professor was inching away. Ah just fixing the tie, was he? Okay... The Library?? She wasn't planing on going there anytime soon. "Ummm could I just borrow one of yours?" Because that was just way easier and it didn't require her to go to the Library. "Don't want to risk the Library not having the best of reading materials." That sounded like a good reason. Have to get a cookie for coming up with that.

The Gryffindor gave some nods at each mention of a different title and made a mental note of each. Deciding that she actually needed to write them down she reached into her pocket and grabbed the parchment where her Ancient Runes homework assignment was written on..She needed to do that and wrote down the titles or at least the somewhat titles.. As she had misspelled Orion...

She had never had a dull lesson at Hogwarts. So far most of them had involved some unpleasant experience for Penelope. At the time those things had been terrible, but looking back on it, some of them were kind of funny. "Ha, I certainly have not had a single dull lesson."

Penelope didn't know any banishing charms. "I don't know much about banishing charms and cleaning charms. Are you good at cleaning charms and banishing charms? Can you teach me some charms?" Always take an opportunity to learn new charms.

Was this the coldest winter ever at Hogwarts? "This is also the coldest winter I have experienced, although I am sure you have experienced much worse weather than I have before this winter. The worst weather I ever experienced before this winter was well above freezing temperature." She had not experienced any weather below, or even close to, freezing temperature before she had come to Hogwarts. Everything was really cold here. Why couldn't it just be warm and sunny?

SPOILER!!: Kevin!

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Since the blanket had been summoned, the Gryffindor had not been prepared by it falling on top of him. He took the blanket off of his head with force and eyed the Professor frustratingly before his gaze went to the blanket in his hands and held it open so that he could see the picture. "Okay, i get the whole space ship thing since you're an astronomer yourself but ...did you really need the two men on it as well?" he questioned while raising an eyebrow. Obviously not knowing that it was from an old tv show.

Oh well, a blanket was a blanket and the young lion wrapped it around his his body and sighed. Waaaarmth. Aww he wasn't going to tell a bedtime story?! He was so dissapointed right now! Sarcasm alert. "I don't need a Healer" he said after a cough. "i can take care of myself"

He watched how the Professor began to prepare the mug with some kind of medical hot beverage and then looked at the papers on the desks again. "Well, ANY paper work seems boring to me" he said. "Like homework" yuck. But the way the Professor had said that made him wonder if the papers on the desk weren't as boring as he thought it was. "If it's not boring? then what is it?" he asked before his eyes twinkled with crazy ideas. "How to take over the universe guide?!" DUDE COULD HE SEEEEE?!

Wait, two colleagues? Colleagues as in two Professors? What? He had expected students to explode pink paint and glitter but Professors? The twinkle in the Gryffindor's eyes never died out as he heard this piece of information. "Which Professors?" he asked, trying not to sound TOO curious. Which failed tremendously.

Instead of having a snappy retord back, Kevin actually looked down for a second, a look of sorry written on his face before he changed it back to his normal expression. "Right, stereotypes..." he said. "Okay, i'll stop" he wasn't going to say sorry though. " i used to be labeled something as well back at my neighbourhood" he shrugged his shoulders and looked as if it didn't bothered him.

Oh! Tea was ready! He reached for the mug and when he did the blanket slid off of his shoulders. He let it stay there though cause he was now eyeing the beverage in suspicion. "You didn't spike this with guilt potion right?" he asked as he looked up at the Professor. He was rather....paranoid after that homework...

Two...two MEN. Oh sweet solstice how in Merlin's saggy underpants were the students of Hogwarts not educated on the groundbreaking and visionary science fiction masterpiece that is Star Trek. As if in complete agony, the astronomer grabbed at his chest and GASPED. "Those are not just any two men, Mr. Hirase. That is Captain James T. Kirk and first officer Spock, who is technically just half man, of the USS Enterprise. Its five-year mission... to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before."

And there may have been some loud humming of the original Star Trek theme. Airey was more partial to a specific revision in Star Trek: The Next Generation's speech by Picard, but since he was talking about Kirk and Spock here it just did not seem right to mix canons.

He was also lost in his humming of the theme song that he missed the bit about not needing a Healer. Not that the professor really had much of a comment on the subject anyway.

He simply chuckled at the boy's response - theme song done now - and shook his head. "Stereotyping paper work, are we?" he smirked. Not that he could really blame the boy. He had been the exact same way as a student. Especially when it came to writing essays about creatures or divination. But he decided to humor the kid and tease him a little. "I suppose you could say that. Just seeing how best to construct my freeze ray." Okay, so maybe that was a little too dark of humor for the given climate outside, but it amused himself so that was really all that mattered.

"Do you read the Aparecium, Mr. Hirase?" he question. "The incident was unfortunately cataloged there." He personally tried not to read that rubbish parchment unless it fell unceremoniously on his face as it had done the start of the term. For one, he didn't care to know about student gossip and two...well, it was really just the one thought. Didn't want to know about students' private lives unless they felt they had to come and tell him themselves.

And THIS was an interesting little turn of events - which also made him just a tad squirmy. Was the trouble-making Gryffindor opening up to him of all people? Just as long as there were no tears they would be good. "Really? That's too bad, Mr. Hirase," he frowned. "I too had the unfortunate experience of such a thing in my youth." Still did really, but now it was water down his back. Or however that expression went.

"No no, nothing like that," he said with a dismissive hand wave. "Contrary to what some may say or believe, I do have some moral caliber and would never slip something into a student's drink without notice." Student, no. Staff, yes. He had now. Twice? And both time Leobald had suddenly stopped drinking his beverage to converse with the ladies down at his end of the table. BLEH. Waste of a perfectly good Balding Elixir of his own invention.

SPOILER!!: Kyroh!

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Now that the tears were all gone from his eyes, Kyroh could very clearly see that the professor had glitter on his hair. And shirt. And on his ears? Kyroh couldn't help but wonder if there was glitter up his nose. WOULD FLAMSTEED SNEEZE GLITTER?

This very important question was on his mind as he cautiously took a seat on one of the chairs by the desk. Specifically the one that allowed him to basically get a view of the whole office........more specifically..... Flamsteed's chair. IT SPUN TOO!

1966? Woah. That was more than 100 years ago. Almost 120 years ago actually. It wasn't as old as Spiderman though and that made Kyroh smile smugly. "And How'd Star Trek create Muggle technology if the Muggle's already thought of them to put in the show? That doesn't seem very influential to me." Just saying. If the ideas were already there the show really didn't do anything right? "But.....if you're going to give me Detention and yell again then....it's super influential." Uh. He nodded his head hesitantly.

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuum....

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM... .

Airey stood in the middle of his office, about two thirds of the way towards his desk from the door, and simply stared at the Ravenclaw as he sat in the professors seat and began to spin around. He found himself contemplating freaking out that HIS seat was now going to have a different, er, imprint on it and therefore ruin the years and years of perfecting his own personal comfort....or giving Mr. Scabior some advice on how to spin faster. The deciding factor came down to which was less likely to make the boy cry and, judging how his last outburst had gone, the answer was obvious.

"If you slip your shoes off and tuck your knees into your chest you can spin faster." Not that he did that recently or anything. Ahem.

And since he wasn't going to sit anywhere but his own seat...he stood by his desk with his left hand resting on he and leaning into it. Just being casual here, sort of.

GASP! "I will never give you detention for asking a legitimate question, Mr. Scabior," he chuckled. Especially not one that was a non-insulting one about Star Trek. He didn't still think he actually had a detention, did he? No matter, far more important parts of conversation to have now. STAR TREK. "In general, muggle science fiction makes all sorts of predictions about the future all the time, but very rare for the future to consciously look at science fiction and say 'LET'S DO THAT!' ... but with Star Trek, that's exactly what happened. Turning what was simply a useless prop into something real. Turning imagination and fantasy into a functioning reality." He was no longer leaning, by the way. Sort of too excited to since he was rocking back and forth on his heels while also bouncing. Ridiculous looking really. "Now, I don't expect you to know about muggle technology from a hundred years ago," he continued. Nor did he really expect the boy to know about muggle technology now either. Not everyone was so lucky to get to experience the wonder that was a muggle lifestyle after all. "But the very idea of a personal communication device, muggles refer to them as cell phones, came from Star Trek. Yes, there were precursors in development across the globe, but the flip-phone was inspired by the very device first seen on the show." Dr. Martin Cooper had even said so himself. Pretty big deal, you know? "Star Trek also invented the idea of a computer that was user-friendly and thus the first ever personal computer, the Altair 880, was named after a solar system from the Star Trek universe."

AND THIS WAS ONLY THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG!

SPOILER!!: Simon! *SNORT* DR. HORRIBLE HAAHAHAHAH

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Simon's blue eyes widened as a huge smile appeared on Professor Flamsteed's face. It sort of made Simon want to grin back too- however, for some reason it unnerved him...Perhaps that was because the smile reminded him of this Doctor character that he'd seen in this sing along musical. Doctor Awful? Doctor Horrible? He couldn't remember which one, but a tune popped in his head. Laundry day...See ya there! Then the Professor invited him into his office. So Simon would get to meet the Professor's Vulcans friends at last? Ooh. Fun. He paused for a second. What if they were Klingons? He bit his lip. Hopefully they were Vulcans. "Uh.. okay!" he said with a grin as he stepped into the office.

Entering the office, he eyed the room; however, he didn't find any Vulcans. Instead he found a super clean room with all these muggle items inside, like a transformer's toy or model. Then he saw a relatively large collections of ties. WOAH. This office was pretty cool. He also took note of the drawings that former students had made for the Professor. "So I take it you like Star Trek too?" he asked, making a note that the Professor definitely got his reference. He grinned.

Stepping into his office and closing the door, Airey gestured towards his desk - or the sofa, you know, which ever - and continued with the creeptastic beamy face. Manly beamy face, of course.

"Like, is a bit of an understatement, Mr. Simon, I find it..." he mused as he walked towards the bookcase along the back wall of his office. Making sure the Slytherin's view was blocked, Airey tapped two books and then pulled on a third one to open up a hidden compartment where he kept his more precious collectibles. Removing his Vulcan ears, he slipped them on, furrowed his brow to the best of his ability, and turned to face the young man. "Fascinating."

BAM. TOTALLY NAILED THE SPOCK IMPRESSION.

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Arista kept on smiling even though it seemed as if the Professor was inching away. Ah just fixing the tie, was he? Okay... The Library?? She wasn't planing on going there anytime soon. "Ummm could I just borrow one of yours?" Because that was just way easier and it didn't require her to go to the Library. "Don't want to risk the Library not having the best of reading materials." That sounded like a good reason. Have to get a cookie for coming up with that.

The Gryffindor gave some nods at each mention of a different title and made a mental note of each. Deciding that she actually needed to write them down she reached into her pocket and grabbed the parchment where her Ancient Runes homework assignment was written on..She needed to do that and wrote down the titles or at least the somewhat titles.. As she had misspelled Orion...

"Certainly," he nodded towards her as he searched the shelf behind him for the books he had just mentioned. "I expect you to keep them in the same condition you borrowed them, of course, and treat them with respect. No haphazardly tossing them on your best or dresser or anywhere." Treat the book with respect and it would treat you with it. Er...yes.

"Ah yes, here they are," he said as he removed the books from the shelf and then passed them to her across his desk. "I'll be needing those back before the term is out, but you may keep them for as long as you need in the meantime."

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She had never had a dull lesson at Hogwarts. So far most of them had involved some unpleasant experience for Penelope. At the time those things had been terrible, but looking back on it, some of them were kind of funny. "Ha, I certainly have not had a single dull lesson."

Penelope didn't know any banishing charms. "I don't know much about banishing charms and cleaning charms. Are you good at cleaning charms and banishing charms? Can you teach me some charms?" Always take an opportunity to learn new charms.

Was this the coldest winter ever at Hogwarts? "This is also the coldest winter I have experienced, although I am sure you have experienced much worse weather than I have before this winter. The worst weather I ever experienced before this winter was well above freezing temperature." She had not experienced any weather below, or even close to, freezing temperature before she had come to Hogwarts. Everything was really cold here. Why couldn't it just be warm and sunny?

Heh. And she shouldn't expect there to be one. Although he may beg to differ that certain subjects could be.....done without, it was not his place to say so.

"Well, I don't want to put Professor Fuller out of a job," he chuckled - although the glitter bombing snogging in the middle of his waiting area may deserve that. "But given the state of my waiting area at present I think it presents the perfect opportunity to practice. Two fwoopers, one stone." He was seriously doubting that the two men were going to come back and take care of the damage anyway. And hey, if it turned out to help the advancement of a student's magical ability then all the better.

He was still getting revenge though. Needed to speak to Mr. Mordaunt about how all that was going.

"Well, there was the one time I went to Antarctica for research, but other than that...no. Not really," he grumbled.

Simon followed Professor Airey's lead and took a seat on the very comfy couch. He raised his left eyebrow curiously at Flamsteed's comment about how liking Star Trek was an understatement. Then before Simon could say anything else, the Professor was wearing Vulcan ears. WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? The perfection. That was the best Spock impression he'd ever seen. His jaw dropped. What was this awesomeness? he thought. He had never thought that he'd find a fellow Trekkie among the ranks of Hogwarts. At his old school, the majority of people had preferred Star Wars to Star Trek. In Simon's opinion, Star Trek was much cooler. It had Spock in it for goodness sakes! Whilst thinking about all of this, Simon was pretty much silent. He couldn't string words together at all for once. Instead of speaking, he raised his right hand into the air and gave Airey the proper Vulcan greeting. He grinned from ear to ear. This school was so cool. "That was the best Spock impression I've ever seen." Simon was definitely more in awe of his Astronomy Professor.

Aha! "I knew that there was something going on in this office! I thought that perhaps you were hiding rogue Vulcans but this is so much cooler!" he blurted out. But hold up- the Professor could still be hiding rogue Vulcans who were monitoring their conversations at this precise moment. Hmmm... He eyed his surroundings. Now where could they be hiding?

For a moment , Kevin looked genuinely shocked when the Professor grabbed at his chest and gasped. What was happening? He didn't have a heartattack right?! But when he realised that nothing was wrong, he rolled his eyes.

"Technically just a half man? ...is he a centaur?" what?
And now he was humming? Kevin let him though and instead of listening he coughed in to his tissue and sniffed his nose before breathing through his mouth. When he was done with that and the man was still humming he sighed. "whatever you're humming...stop it" he might be sick but his rudeness wasn't going anywhere.

Wrapping the blanket closer around him, the second year went back to looking around the office and his eyes landed on a display case in which robots were standing in and the Gryffindor quickly looked somewhere else. He didn't want to be caught staring at the case cause he was sure the Professor was going to TALK and explain what those things were and he wasn't interested. He now looked at the telephone booth which he found odd but then again this Professor was odd himself so he figured it was normal. But then he saw the animal and the boy actually smiled.

Eh? "Seriously, out of everything you say *freeze ray*?" what was wrong with him? Couldn't he see that the most important Gryffindor was sick BECAUSE it was freezing?! hmm? And what was with Professor playing along with him? Bentley played along pretending to be an Auror disguised as a Herbology Professor...oh well, it was better than getting boring answers right?

"I haven't read it in a while" he shrugged his shoulders. "They said that they liked my investigation skills once though" he grinned. And he was still doing it, investigating he meant. Zander was his target as he was determined to find out why he was acting so weird whenever their Head of House was around. But he had to find a copy of that article because he was curious now.

No worries, there were no tears. This Gryffindor didn't cry easily. Except when he had drank that guilt potion. Gosh had he been a cry baby and it made him feel really uncomfortable to know that he wasn't as tough as he thought he was. Since Culloden had told them that the ones who would cry were not strong willed. UGH. HE WAS! HE WAS A GRYFFINDOR HEAR HIM ROAAAR. "What happened?" he asked.

Kevin looked down at the tea as the Professor waved his hand. "Okay..." he took another few seconds before he took a sip. The tea was HOOOOT and it burned his tongue. He winced but pretended like nothing had happened and now blew the tea first. "Drinking hurts..." he announced after only one sip.

"I want to know something, what happened to this Garage person? you know, the old Astronomy Professor?" he didn't even care that he had the name wrong. "'Cause no one wants to give a normal answer and you probably took over that person's job so its probably to do with you right?" HAD HE USED THE FREEZING RAY HMMM?! so cool.

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Simon followed Professor Airey's lead and took a seat on the very comfy couch. He raised his left eyebrow curiously at Flamsteed's comment about how liking Star Trek was an understatement. Then before Simon could say anything else, the Professor was wearing Vulcan ears. WHAT? WHAT? WHAT? The perfection. That was the best Spock impression he'd ever seen. His jaw dropped. What was this awesomeness? he thought. He had never thought that he'd find a fellow Trekkie among the ranks of Hogwarts. At his old school, the majority of people had preferred Star Wars to Star Trek. In Simon's opinion, Star Trek was much cooler. It had Spock in it for goodness sakes! Whilst thinking about all of this, Simon was pretty much silent. He couldn't string words together at all for once. Instead of speaking, he raised his right hand into the air and gave Airey the proper Vulcan greeting. He grinned from ear to ear. This school was so cool. "That was the best Spock impression I've ever seen." Simon was definitely more in awe of his Astronomy Professor.

Aha! "I knew that there was something going on in this office! I thought that perhaps you were hiding rogue Vulcans but this is so much cooler!" he blurted out. But hold up- the Professor could still be hiding rogue Vulcans who were monitoring their conversations at this precise moment. Hmmm... He eyed his surroundings. Now where could they be hiding?

Airey wondered how long he could keep up Spock's cool as a the south pole of the moon persona going. The leaping on desks at awe inspiring, and often out of the box thinking, responses in lessons was not the sort to stay mellow for long. "Your flattery, while an appreciated human gestured, is entirely unnecessary," he replied, just barely containing a smirk. He also did a fierce Klingon impression, but putting on those prosthetics took much longer than slipping on vintage Vulcan ears. Maybe some other time. Halloween perhaps....hmmmm.

Hiding a....The astronomer suddenly erupted into fit of maniacal laughter at the image of his office being used for such a thing. As if a wizard like him were capable of keeping a being with such superior intellect as a Vulcan trapped within. Magic aside, he was confident that a Vulcan would still be able to figure a way to bypass enchantments and escape. "My office is no brig," he chuckled. "Unless you want to count my action figures."

Yeah, that 'Vulcan face' was gone now and he was back to grinning and somewhat bouncing in place. "If you don't mind my asking, how is it that a young man such as yourself knows of such a timeless work of science fiction?" Which, somewhat answered his question, but not entirely. He would assume that EVERYONE knew of Star Trek, but that was simply an assumption since everyone SHOULD know about Star Trek.

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For a moment , Kevin looked genuinely shocked when the Professor grabbed at his chest and gasped. What was happening? He didn't have a heartattack right?! But when he realised that nothing was wrong, he rolled his eyes.

"Technically just a half man? ...is he a centaur?" what?
And now he was humming? Kevin let him though and instead of listening he coughed in to his tissue and sniffed his nose before breathing through his mouth. When he was done with that and the man was still humming he sighed. "whatever you're humming...stop it" he might be sick but his rudeness wasn't going anywhere.

Wrapping the blanket closer around him, the second year went back to looking around the office and his eyes landed on a display case in which robots were standing in and the Gryffindor quickly looked somewhere else. He didn't want to be caught staring at the case cause he was sure the Professor was going to TALK and explain what those things were and he wasn't interested. He now looked at the telephone booth which he found odd but then again this Professor was odd himself so he figured it was normal. But then he saw the animal and the boy actually smiled.

Eh? "Seriously, out of everything you say *freeze ray*?" what was wrong with him? Couldn't he see that the most important Gryffindor was sick BECAUSE it was freezing?! hmm? And what was with Professor playing along with him? Bentley played along pretending to be an Auror disguised as a Herbology Professor...oh well, it was better than getting boring answers right?

"I haven't read it in a while" he shrugged his shoulders. "They said that they liked my investigation skills once though" he grinned. And he was still doing it, investigating he meant. Zander was his target as he was determined to find out why he was acting so weird whenever their Head of House was around. But he had to find a copy of that article because he was curious now.

No worries, there were no tears. This Gryffindor didn't cry easily. Except when he had drank that guilt potion. Gosh had he been a cry baby and it made him feel really uncomfortable to know that he wasn't as tough as he thought he was. Since Culloden had told them that the ones who would cry were not strong willed. UGH. HE WAS! HE WAS A GRYFFINDOR HEAR HIM ROAAAR. "What happened?" he asked.

Kevin looked down at the tea as the Professor waved his hand. "Okay..." he took another few seconds before he took a sip. The tea was HOOOOT and it burned his tongue. He winced but pretended like nothing had happened and now blew the tea first. "Drinking hurts..." he announced after only one sip.

"I want to know something, what happened to this Garage person? you know, the old Astronomy Professor?" he didn't even care that he had the name wrong. "'Cause no one wants to give a normal answer and you probably took over that person's job so its probably to do with you right?" HAD HE USED THE FREEZING RAY HMMM?! so cool.

That was a rather astute thought just now, thinking of his as a centaur. Pity it was very far from the truth, but it would be difficult to convey this to someone who knew nothing about Star Trek. Or maybe not so much, perhaps he could work with this. "Not exactly, Mr. Hirase," he smiled. "You see, in the universe of Star Trek there are beings that live on other planets. Extraterrestrials, some that are very human looking in appearance. This character, Spock, has a mother who is human and a father who is a species of extraterrestrial called Vulcan."

Was Mr. Hirase still paying attention? Airey was about 97.6% positive that the boy had probably tuned him out by now.

And he was going to continue humming, by the way, just a little more quietly now.

The astronomer smirked and tapped his nose with the index finger of his right hand. "It's working, isn't it?" It was freezing outside and all. And hey, if the Gryffindor thought he was some criminal mastermind then bonus points to him for having a vivid imagination. Airey could appreciate that. He had had one as a student. Still did really.

He was aware that he had just set himself up for what the professor was about to say, yeah? It was TOO easy. "Well, perhaps you should utilize those investigation skills," he winked. Heh. Tooooooo easy.

His brow knotted as his mind briefly went back to his school days. Not even really his school days, he heard whispers in the corridors from students and his own colleagues about him that were not the most friendly of descriptions. "Many things," he elected to say in response. "I wore glasses. Liked science. Enjoyed muggle things with an almost obsessive diligence. Kept mostly to myself. Prime target for those afraid of what is different and looking to flex their peanut sized craniums." He was, of course, a bit of a hypocrite here since he retaliated by pulling pranks, but doing such was more of a means to show his affection.

Yeah, just don't try to make sense of that one. It really only made sense in his own head. Although looking at who on staff he pranked the most, well, there was a prime example of things.

"Just take it slow. It helps. It really helps," he encouraged with a firm nod towards the tea. Ah yes, Mrs. Burbage. "It's Burbage, not Garbage," he replied, eyebrow raised. "I regret that I had to hear about her death from the Daily Prophet, which I believe the library keeps a record of if you want to read the full account there, but the term she came to teach at Hogwarts there was some sort of ancient spirit terrorizing the school and manipulated a flesh eating plant that then devoured her and another visiting professor."

Did he mention he did not enjoy Herbology? Dirt and all that. Reading about it had only solidified his dislike for the subject and general gardening pastime.