21 Jun 2024, 03:34
Burn it all down
Setting: Herbology
IC date: March 12th, 2024
Even though Ernest was going through what had to be one of the biggest shocks of his life, other than the fact not everyone has a relative who's green, he still had to attend classes. Charms, Potions, Flying; all of them, back to back as he tries to run from his family problems and the student abundance of family he seems to have.
It was Tuesday and already this week was entirely too long, and his head was hurting way too much. His hair was getting longer, his voice was starting to break at the worse moments, and his knees seemed to always ache with what he was forced to believe was growing pains because he was too lazy to make his way up to the hospital wing to complain and maybe get a potion to deal with the soreness. His boy was against him and the world was ending and he still had to go to class, it was so unfair.
Ernest made his way down to the herbology classroom, or basically an overrun greenhouse, and parked his butt in a random chair, and his head in his hands. His tie was hanging on by a prayer and the 4th button on his shirt was gone somewhere in the Slytherin bedrooms, his robes covered all of this in an attempt to not embarrass himself, but as the greenhouse started to get to him, he debated heavily with removing his robes and letting himself be embarrassed but cool.
Their professor was a pretty lady and was always interesting to listen to, but she had the misfortune of teaching in the one classroom that was either always too hot or too cold for him. He looked up when she demanded the class’ attention, though he couldn’t help but give in to the desire to slouch against his desk.
Ernest toned out Ms.Toussaint’s beginning monologue as he looked around the room, trying to find something to get him through the next 45 minutes of class. He almost found something, but something the professor said made his attention snap back to her. With your table partner. The goblin groaned softly under his breath as he realized that he had to actually speak to the person he was sitting by.
He looked over at the boy beside him, already feeling irritated and embarrassed when he realized he had no clue what to do. What was the assignment again? "What did she tell us to do again?" He asked.
Reducio
The assignment: Identify which plants are invasive to the environment and which were not and to use Incendio to burn away the negatively impactful plants
The permission:
The permission:
@Ulysses Drake
16 Jul 2024, 02:43
Burn it all down
𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐄 —
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——date. [ 03/12/24 ]———————word count. [ 413 ]————————tag. [ @ernest baird ] Ulysses hated when he was more than ten minutes late to class and an errant stop for a snack had him behind a gaggle of hufflepuff girls who blocked the castle doors for the better part of the passing period as he attempted to slither his way in to no avail. “ Let me through, you damn witches. ” He hissed in utter annoyance as he was bumped into and all of his things scattered around the cobblestone steps as the castle opened into a grassy knoll leading down to the grounds where Herbology would be. “ Oh bollocks. ” Ulysses’ eyes widened as a surge of rage flickered throughout his body like a shot of maddening adrenaline wanting to find the nearest bludger and sending it flying. He was thankful to now have Quidditch as a way to deal with the anger that seems to swell in his body that he just can’t seem to find another outlet for. After picking up all of his things, he hurried himself down the hill and opened the door in the middle of Professor Sarai’s lecture. “ Sorry professor, been one of those days. ” He had all of his things as though a cradled baby in his hand with his bag as he took a seat next to Ernest Baird and immediately Uly made a face — the kid smelled musty and unshowered! Covering his mouth, Uly moved himself a little further away as subtly as he could while he got himself settled and attempted to pay attention for the rest of the lecture, missing the first half of it to inconvenience and the wrath of idling teenage girls. “ What do you mean, what did she tell us to do? I wasn’t here for the first part of class. ” He looked at the other and shook his head. “ Also, what the hell is going on with you? You reek and worse than usual. It’s awful. ” He wasn’t best friends with Ernest but he seen the other Slytherin boy enough, they were friendly enough despite not actually being friends. Instead, Uly turned and looked for someone who he knew was really keen on Herbology and spotted a girl who was burning plants. His eyes went around to some of the others, still not quite quick enough to put two and two together on what needed to be done. “ Your guess is as good as mine, though. Something with Incendio. ” ——— [ notes ] hey look ma, i made it ! ——————————————— |
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5 Aug 2024, 05:10
Burn it all down
Setting: Herbology
IC date: March 12th, 2024
When it came to the people that Ernest had interacted with at Hogwarts, most could be put into categories. They all did a handful of the same things. They sneered, smiled, hex and heckled. They gossiped, hugged, walked, and grew all in the same ways.
Ulysses Drake; the cousin of his friend and dormmate, is still a mystery as of yet. His cousin was put into first the smiled, then gossiped, then walked, and then the gone. The boy seemed to disappear overnight, but really Ernest knew he was still here, but as they grew over the first year, Ernest grew one way and Reggie another.
Ulysses was what was left of their friendship. He was there. Where Reggie was smiling and joking, Ulysses was just an upturned nose and a snotty remark. First thing first he throws himself into the room and at their table, next he insults him. “I don’t know if you are just an outward douche, or if this is you on a bad day;” Ernest grumbled as he tried to keep himself from showing the boy how awful, he could be.
“It's bloody hot in here, I’m sweating my arse off and now the assignment is using fire? Merlin, I’m going to die,” He said as he dropped his head onto the table. “Do you think she’d take points if we just …. Didn’t actually burn anything? Keep the fire far away from the sweating goblin thank-you-very-much.”
@Ulysses Drake
24 Oct 2024, 07:41
Burn it all down
𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐅𝐄 —
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——date. [ 03/12/24 ]———————word count. [ 268 ]————————tag. [ @ernest baird ] The cool Winter breeze should’ve been enough to keep the other’s stench to himself but with the blossoming of puberty, more and more students weren’t realizing how much they could really smell and Ernest Baird was on the top of the list. “ Dude, i’m doing you a favor. If you want to smell, be my guest. ” With that, the first year looked through his belongings and with enough digging he was able to grab some strong cologne to help mask the other’s scent. “ Here, use it if you want but make sure you give it back. ” Uly still hadn’t begun puberty or anything but his Mom had made sure to pack this, as a just in case, realizing how valuable it may be either for him or any of his classmates with broken noses. Ulysses pulled the wand out of his pocket and placed it on the table before he glanced around curiously on what they were supposed to do. Sure, every student had their strengths, but Uly was still trying to figure out what his were. He kept hearing Care of Magical Creatures were only available to third years and the dream deferred would take too long, he might've hated Hogwarts entirely by then! Nevertheless, he persisted and looked around at the smarter students within their class and Uly had the best idea he could've mustered up all year long. " You know, if we just burn all the plants, we've technically did the assignment. Right? " Merlin's beard, perhaps Uly would learn how to be a magical horticulturalist despite the rough start. ——— [ notes ] miss me (: ——————————————— |
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20 Nov 2024, 02:15
Burn it all down
Setting: Herbology
IC date: March 12th, 2024
Ernest rolled his eyes at the boy, thought he couldn’t stop himself from pulling his shirt open so he could sniff himself. God, maybe the other was right. He felt a slight blush come to his cheeks, as he took the cologne. “Thanks,” He mumbled, he wondered if he’d put himself deeper into an embarrassing hole if he used it right now. “Where’d you even get this? Deciding to chat up girls before you stop sounding like one?” He remarked.
He sniffed the cologne and hummed, he had to admit it smelt pretty decent, almost sweet. Maybe Ernest would look into getting some for himself next break. “I’m pretty sure we’d be set on fire if we did that,” He remarked at Ulysses’ suggestion. He knew that his teacher wasn’t a mean one, but it was her job to take care of all these plants and if they touched something she couldn’t fix, oh he didn’t doubt for a second that he would make it out without losing 100s of points and multiple afternoons to detention.
He glanced over at the others who were setting things on fire, “Let’s just burn stuff that looks like what they are burning, play it safe rather than sorry.”
@Ulysses Drake