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This corridor is located below the prefect bathroom and is on both sides of the castle on the fourth floor. There is a staircase which leads to the Fourth Floor balcony and one which connects students to the Library.
curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
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Originally Posted by Mordred
“The floor is cold...so maybe that’s how cats predict that a storm is coming?” Ethan murmured to himself as he closed his eyes this time and concentrated on the matter. He has been studying day and night for his OWLs, given that he missed chunks of lessons earlier in the term. Stupid dragon pox, really. Exhaustion was slowly claiming his senses, his chewing slowed down greatly...it was as if he was falling asleep in a very weird, and awkward position.
He was starting to picture lots of cats in his head when BAM! Heavy books fell on the ground, and caused a thunderous noise. “STORM!” Ethan jolted back up in a seating position, sending Simon’s notes flying in the air. The blond boy looked around blinking several times, his eyes slightly crossed eyed from the sudden change of position. “Wh...aa? Huh? Who’s there??!” Ethan quickly got up, collected Simon’s notes and repeatedly smacked the right side of his head. “Ugh...I don’t feel so good...who are yoooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...oh.”
Oh hell no.
AWKWARD MUCH.
Yep, he’s heard things about Caleb, and THE badge stuff, but Ethan shrugged it off. He didn’t make a big deal out of it since he didn’t feel like he was cut out for the job in the first place anyway. But there he was...Caleb. He knew that the term won’t be over without bumping into the guy...well...in an awkward positionsituation. “Hey mate!” Ethan shook off the uncomfortable feeling as he rushed towards his prefect and helped him with his things. “Don’t look at him...don’t look at him...don’t look at him...” he thought as he absentmindedly dropped his things again on the floor and picked it up again. “Y-yeah...yes I’m back. Stupid dragon pox is gone now...so...” DRATS. There’s nothing else to pick up on the floor! Eeeek.
Caleb didn't know what to do. He was sweating and shaking...for some reason, he had a feeling that Ethan was going to hex him. Ok, he KNEW that was goofy and totally not realistic - but still, after what people thought he'd done to him, did he blame the guy?? He was helping him with his books, though, that was nice.
"Um, thanks," Caleb said, taking his books in a haste from his housemate. He still didn't know why he had caught Ethan with his forehead against the ground - did dragon pox make your brain go loopy?
"Oh, dragon pox! I'm sorry to hear that, but um...glad you're back," he told him with a smile. That explained it all - he must have had a real killer case of it, too, if it took him THAT long to come back. "Are you uhh...ok with like...classes? I mean, it IS OWL year...not that I don't think you could be ok with catching up, just...I mean, I'M going mental I can hardly imagine..." ok, he was not making this situation any better. But talking about school was a lot better than talking about badge stuff. And how he'd been accused of Ethan's murder since term had started...
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I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid
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SPOILER!!: More awks coming your way. :D
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Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom
Caleb didn't know what to do. He was sweating and shaking...for some reason, he had a feeling that Ethan was going to hex him. Ok, he KNEW that was goofy and totally not realistic - but still, after what people thought he'd done to him, did he blame the guy?? He was helping him with his books, though, that was nice.
"Um, thanks," Caleb said, taking his books in a haste from his housemate. He still didn't know why he had caught Ethan with his forehead against the ground - did dragon pox make your brain go loopy?
"Oh, dragon pox! I'm sorry to hear that, but um...glad you're back," he told him with a smile. That explained it all - he must have had a real killer case of it, too, if it took him THAT long to come back. "Are you uhh...ok with like...classes? I mean, it IS OWL year...not that I don't think you could be ok with catching up, just...I mean, I'M going mental I can hardly imagine..." ok, he was not making this situation any better. But talking about school was a lot better than talking about badge stuff. And how he'd been accused of Ethan's murder since term had started...
If there was one thing that the school didn’t know about him, it would be his observation skills. He won’t name himself a wizard detective in the making if he didn’t have that skill. Besides...Caleb’s shaking was sorta out there for him to pick up. Well, great! He’s not the only one who feels awkward about this encounter. His must be worse because, hello! His bum was sticking out when he walked into him.
“YoU’re wELcome.” What happened to his voice?!? Surely, he’s way past the voice break stage now, yes? So why the squeak?! Eeek! Ethan cleared his throat...hoping it will also clear his thoughts about the stuff he heard. People thought Caleb went so far as to killing him just for a badge. Sure, it’s prestige and stuff but...it’s not like...he’s the minister or something.
“It’s hell, mate.” Ethan sighed as he walked over the side of the hall and sat on the window sill, looking at Simon’s detailed notes. “So much stuff to catch up on...then there’s revisions on top of that.” The Slytherin made a face and smacked it with Simon’s parchment. Focus, Mordaunt. “Erm...how about you? It has been...a tough year for you, I s’pose? I mean...with...OWLs, prefect duties, and...” he trailed off as he pointed the Forbidden Forest with his thumb.
Boy, he's glad he isn’t the prefect anymore...
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"It didn't go quite as planned." | The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.
curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
Quote:
Originally Posted by Mordred
If there was one thing that the school didn’t know about him, it would be his observation skills. He won’t name himself a wizard detective in the making if he didn’t have that skill. Besides...Caleb’s shaking was sorta out there for him to pick up. Well, great! He’s not the only one who feels awkward about this encounter. His must be worse because, hello! His bum was sticking out when he walked into him.
“YoU’re wELcome.” What happened to his voice?!? Surely, he’s way past the voice break stage now, yes? So why the squeak?! Eeek! Ethan cleared his throat...hoping it will also clear his thoughts about the stuff he heard. People thought Caleb went so far as to killing him just for a badge. Sure, it’s prestige and stuff but...it’s not like...he’s the minister or something.
“It’s hell, mate.” Ethan sighed as he walked over the side of the hall and sat on the window sill, looking at Simon’s detailed notes. “So much stuff to catch up on...then there’s revisions on top of that.” The Slytherin made a face and smacked it with Simon’s parchment. Focus, Mordaunt. “Erm...how about you? It has been...a tough year for you, I s’pose? I mean...with...OWLs, prefect duties, and...” he trailed off as he pointed the Forbidden Forest with his thumb.
Boy, he's glad he isn’t the prefect anymore...
Oh geez. Was Ethan going through puberty now too?? Nah, probably just nerves - at least he hoped so. Caleb didn't know much about dragon pox but he was pretty sure it didn't make your voice de-age. If Ethan was going through un-puberty he was not up for helping him get through that, he was no therapist you know...
Right, digressing.
"Yeah, bloody awful," he explained with a sigh. Oh, right, and THAT. The whole...Greg thing. Ethan had it easy last term! Caleb would have gladly swapped places with him right now. Sure, that would mean being sick for over half the term, but he'd rather have that than have to deal with all the chaos that came from a student in HIS house dying for doing something so incredibly STUPID. Sigh. "But I'm managing. I'll be so happy once these OWLs are over," he told him.
"Do you um, need any...help or anything? Like catching up?" Caleb asked. It was the least he could do, after all.
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I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid
Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy
Quote:
Originally Posted by Lissy Longbottom
Oh geez. Was Ethan going through puberty now too?? Nah, probably just nerves - at least he hoped so. Caleb didn't know much about dragon pox but he was pretty sure it didn't make your voice de-age. If Ethan was going through un-puberty he was not up for helping him get through that, he was no therapist you know...
Right, digressing.
"Yeah, bloody awful," he explained with a sigh. Oh, right, and THAT. The whole...Greg thing. Ethan had it easy last term! Caleb would have gladly swapped places with him right now. Sure, that would mean being sick for over half the term, but he'd rather have that than have to deal with all the chaos that came from a student in HIS house dying for doing something so incredibly STUPID. Sigh. "But I'm managing. I'll be so happy once these OWLs are over," he told him.
"Do you um, need any...help or anything? Like catching up?" Caleb asked. It was the least he could do, after all.
Well that’s a relief! “You’ll be fine, Prefect Newell. I’ll be around to be your support system…that is if you want to.” The job was pretty overwhelming, and he can’t imagine what Caleb is going through right now because OWLs. Ethan was sure that the magnitude of peer pressure is kind of hard to carry around.
“…I’m just thinking about summer right now. I can’t wait to get past our OWLs. Will you be joining the field trip?” He should come…all rising sixth years should come because they so deserve to have a break after their Merlin forsaken fifth year!
Catching up? He’s been doing a lot of that actually! “I can use some help in…Herbology…and Astronomy…and probably Arithmancy.” He said as he got his bag and searched for his revision papers. “How about you? I’m okay with Ancient Runes and Potions, so If you need some help with those subjects, you know who to call!” Bros, yeah?
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"It didn't go quite as planned." | The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.
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