savingscorpius:
Scorpius grunted, muttering under his breath, “Now I get my dad…”
Albus purses his lips for a moment. “So are you going to sing? Like the Phantom?”
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@albusx
savingscorpius:
Scorpius grunted, muttering under his breath, “Now I get my dad…”
Albus purses his lips for a moment. “So are you going to sing? Like the Phantom?”
hollystclaire:
“I was trying to sound like Harley Quinn– in spirit of my costume, you know?”
“Who’s Harley Quinn?”
savingscorpius:
Scorpius glanced at the other person through the eye hole in his mask. “Don’t.”
“Don’t what?” he asks confused and then he laughs at the joke that just came to mind. “I haven’t a ghost of an idea of what you’re talking about.” He looks expectantly at Scorpius to see if he gets the phantom-ghost connection.
hollystclaire:
“Has anyone seen Mista J?” Holly piped in her best Harley Quinn accent, “Eh I’ll have to work on that,” she laughed, her voice returning to it’s normal tone.
“Why are you talking like that?”
jamesxpotterii:
“Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck.”
“Well, what did you do to it?” he asks, skeptical of his brother.
theaspenpratt:
“Misunderstood is not the word for your ferret Al. Perhaps demonic-”
“Er- no? Should I have?”
“Well, does she like you? Would she let you catch her for just being you?”
tbhteddy-lupin:
“Well unless you’ve warned every student in the school to not pick up that bloody ferret then you might wanna hurry up and find her.” Teddy glanced at his watch, “My round’s about done. I can help.”
“Wait, if you’re rounds are done, that means you can’t discipline me for being out late, right?”
theaspenpratt:
“All of my ideas are good ideas.”
“It’s just a few unloved cats. You put up with Hera, so I’m sure you can manage.”
“Hera isn’t feral though! She’s just...misunderstood.” He start walking. “Did you bring anything to catch the cat? Like food or something?”
tbhteddy-lupin:
“Right, well we’ve gotta find her before she pees on some unfortunate person who happens to be out of bed.”
“As long as they don’t pick her up, they should be okay. And I can look for her myself. I don’t want to bother you.”
tessa-fray:
“Nah,” Tessa replied, gesturing to her books that were neatly stacked up on her left side, “I was actually just reading and thinking about nothing in particular,” she added, picking up the opened book in her lap to show him the cover– ‘Of Mice and Men’ it read.
“Oh, I think my sister read that. It’s about those two brothers, right?”
theaspenpratt:
Aspen eyed the pastry suspiciously, but took it anyway. It wasn’t like Albus was trying to poison him or anything, and if he did, Aspen would just beat him up. He had to remind himself that his roommate was just being nice. “Thanks.”
“So. Cat search and rescue. There’s a pack of feral cats running ‘round in the dungeon. Lil’ Zeusy may have joined up with them-”
“A pack of feral cats? Are you sure this is a good idea?”
flynnsgold:
With his uh, he resumed to read the essay, spairing the student for more eye contact with such an uncommon conversation. It was rather awkward with the lack of the student’s response, he noticed, replying while reading,“I understand, it is rather rare. Hence why I brought it. Catching and killing dragons is becoming forbidden in most areas since they almost reached extinction some years back.” He also wondered why Care of Magical Creature’s manuals didn’t have pictures of dragon’s anatomic traits “I could take it out the jar for you to take a look but the more it gets exposed to air the more damaged it gets, it’s very old.”
“Oh, no,” he answers quickly. “That’s fine. No need to take it out of the jar.” He glances at the jar once more, before looking over things in the professor’s office. He keeps his mouth shut lest he offend the professor again.
theaspenpratt:
“Yeah. That sounds alright.”
“You can go put her away and I’ll go ahead and head out? And you’ll just meet me there?”
Al nods. “Okay,” he says and he goes to put the ferret away. About 30 minutes later, he meets up with Aspen again. He holds a little wrapped pastry out to Aspen while eating his own. “I got hungry,” he explains.
tbhteddy-lupin:
“How did she get out in the first place, Al? Don’t you keep her in a cage at night or something?”
“Yeah, sometimes, but she got out of the cage. I think...I forgot to lock it. Maybe.”
tbhteddy-lupin:
“Of course. I won’t, I swear.”
“I’m looking for Hera.” He quickly explains. “She sick and she got out of her cage and I’m afraid she’s going to get sicker out here, so I need her to keep an eye on her.”
tessa-fray:
“It’s near the back of the library and it’s also near a window– so it’s more peaceful and there’s natural light coming in.”
Albus nods. “That’s why I picked this table too.” The books in front of him are pretty much forgotten. “Are you here to do homework?”
flynnsgold:
He took it and started reading it, noticing there were less errors in it, although there were still some words missing or lack of important information. “You are right, you don’t. Although you aren’t as far as you used to b-” He completely froze when the student made such an evasive question. His eyes went up till they met with his and then to the thing he pointed at. “Have you not seen a dragon’s sexual organ inside a jar before? And what are you implying with ‘sort of thing’? Is it not normal for a potions teacher to be interested in living beings and their…anatomy?”
“Uh...” Albus grasps for a response, afraid he’d offended the man holding the fate of his potions grade in his hand. “I guess..that’s normal? I don’t know. I’ve never seen one of...” He glances at the jar and then back to the professor. “I don’t think I’ve ever even seen a picture of one.”