18 Dec 2020, 14:43
Jemari's Office
"These paintings are so WEIRD" Ethan says as he walks down the long, musty hallway to the wooden door, he knocks with the gold door knocker that looked like a snitch and a voice inside says "Come in" He opened the door and went in to see a professor sitting in a desk. I want to fly for Gryffindor can you give me lessons? It helps me calm down and relax and because my twin sister got sorted into Ravenclaw I just feel like I need something to cheer me up and i feel like this would help my stress and make me feel better. Ethan asks quickly and thinks Was that too fast? Is he staring at me weird? Does he think I'm weird? OH GOD I'M PANICKING! S-so is that ok?Of course he wont be ok with this he wont want to help a weirdo like me. Ethan starts to breathe heavy and his hands start shaking waiting for an answer, but then a voice inside my head says He is a PROFESSOR he will at least say he can't help me and tell me to get back to Hogwarts and Ethan felt way way better about himself.
Potayto, Potahto, Tomayto, Tomahto.
You say Tomayto...
I say Ham Sandwich!
19 Jan 2021, 20:36
Jemari's Office
River Jemari was reading through a summary of a broom race that had taken place in Romania just a few days prior. It didn't seem like the race had turned out to be anything special, something that the professor would have already known if he had just gotten some of his yesterday morning instead of slacking off until noon which was when the race was broadcasted on the wireless. Unfortunately, he had slacked off, and so he had missed the broadcast. No need to cry over spilled milk, especially when the milk turned out to not be all that interesting in the first place.
It was lucky then that something- or rather someone- knocked on his door. Hopefully, they would have more interesting matters to discuss. As soon as the door opened and the boy started speaking, it became clear that this would be a lot more of a distraction than River first assumed. "Hang on-" he said softly, raising his hands towards the boy in an attempt to calm him down. "You want to fly in the Gryffindor quidditch team, yes? Do you attend my regular lessons?" The boy seemed familiar, though River couldn't quite remember his name. This, along with his young appearance, probably meant that he was a first-year, in which case attending flying class was mandatory,
Apologies for taking so long- I lost track of time.
It was lucky then that something- or rather someone- knocked on his door. Hopefully, they would have more interesting matters to discuss. As soon as the door opened and the boy started speaking, it became clear that this would be a lot more of a distraction than River first assumed. "Hang on-" he said softly, raising his hands towards the boy in an attempt to calm him down. "You want to fly in the Gryffindor quidditch team, yes? Do you attend my regular lessons?" The boy seemed familiar, though River couldn't quite remember his name. This, along with his young appearance, probably meant that he was a first-year, in which case attending flying class was mandatory,
Apologies for taking so long- I lost track of time.