Azrael is in a bad mood Closed

I made him miss class, I myself don't like missing classes but I didn't mean to make someone else miss class especially him, but if he says it's okay I guess it's okay I still feel bad though. He said....He'd rather hang out with me, I feel weightless right now I am blushing so hard right now, no one has ever said that to me before. I know it's implied but no one has ever said it out loud before, it may just be words to him but it makes me feel wanted.

Snapping out of my thoughts I cleared my throat and said, "Well then let's go mon petit lapin." I started skipping momentarily forgetting about the books in my arms until they start to cramp.

"Petit lapin what do you want to be when we-I mean you get out of Hogwarts?", I don't know where that slip up came from but I didn't hate it. He gives me Auror or Healer vibes but professional Quidditch player may be a possibility.

I am in between Healer or Auror but businesswoman isn't put of my mind. I wanna be my own boss and I want to be free to use my creativity, if I end up working with someone I most likely wouldn't be able to do that. I've always wondered what it would be like to be a muggle singer or actress, but I don't know if I have the talent for either.

Maybe Near has the talent for both occupations. I open the door to the classroom and see that it is empty as expected. I wonder what Near is thinking of.

@Near Rein

I'm not short, I'm fun sized!
-Azrael White ♡◇
Azrael is in a bad mood Closed
He follows Azreal as they skip down the hallway, and their question takes him slightly aback. They're right, I have a future besides Hogwarts. I hadn't really thought of it very much....will they think my future career is stupid...? He followed them shyly into the Muggle classroom, looking around. It looked just like the classroom that he attended at school back in London, and he was hit with sudden homesickness. He missed his parents.

"I-um......I think I want to be a Magizooligist..." He spoke softly, his cheeks flushing as he confessed to Azreal. He had never really told anyone his secret dream to study and work alongside the beautiful magical creatures of the Wizarding world. Newt Scamander was practically his role model, and dream celebrity. He had probably read 'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them' hundreds of times in his life.

"S-sorry- I know it sounds stupid it's just-......Creatures are always so....so cool. And it's their natural beauty that makes them truly spectacular..." He glanced at Azreal, flushing. Speaking of natural beauty....I bet Azreal could tame even the wildest of Beasts.....They seem like the bravest person i've ever known. Almost like....almost like that one American Princess. Snow White. Yes.....They are beautiful, and presumably amazing with animals. But- they don't need the Dwarves to save them and offer them refuge....they would probably put a hex on the Evil Queen. He giggled softly, slightly amused as he drew up a mental picture of this. "Snow would be a beautiful nickname...don't you think?" He realized he had lost track of the conversation. He also realized......that ever since he met Azreal, the voices in his head seem to have faded away, if only slightly.

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Azrael is in a bad mood Closed
I could see him as a Magizooligist with about 500 nifflers as pets but back to matters at hand, "I like it, 'Snow' feels like a nickname I've had my whole life. Thank you petit lapin." I stood up on my tip toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek before beaming.

I didn't expect myself to do that. He looks cute when he's flustered.

I just decided to change the subject in case he's in shock, "Near Rein the best magizooligist since Newt Scamander, he is most known for being bloody brilliant and having 500 nifflers as pets. A brain and a soft spot for animals. Wow?!", I said exaggerating my voice to sound like a Quidditch spectator while I'm smiling.

I've ruined a friendship in two seconds what a record, he's probably creeped out now. Is it weird I don't regret it?, I mean sure it was random on his side but I don't regret it.

"So where'd you get the inspiration for my nickname?", If there's anything I know it's how to break an awkward silence, he doesn't look angry or creeped just a little flustered. I think I see a blush, who am I to talk I'm blushing too.

@Near Rein

I'm not short, I'm fun sized!
-Azrael White ♡◇
Azrael is in a bad mood Closed
He was very flustered, much more so as they stand taller and kiss his cheek, his face turning as red as his eyes. They really know how to keep him on his feet.

He laughed instead, as their voice switched to one like an announcer. "B-but nifflers- don't you just want to sit there and hold them?! They're so fluffy and adorable! Of course- they would be absolute menaces when it comes to wealth, but I have nothing for them to steal!" He laughs again, his face only slightly flushed as he spins in a small circle, thrilled that they love his choice of career. He could probably ask them theirs, when he gets the chance. The more time he spends with them. The more interesting and intriguing they turn out to be!

He pauses when they ask about why he gave them the nickname, slightly embarrassed. Should I tell them they look like a Princess? Or would that be offensive to someone like them..? They're so interesting- and unpredictable....I wonder why I shouldnt! "U-uhm- w-well- you-you kind of look like a Princess......" He says, rather shyly, looking down in a bashful way while he smiles softly, "A-and I think you look very beautiful- and you must be good with animals if you-you know this much about Magizooligy- so-so I thought you were most like- um- S-Snow White....from that one movie- but if she was like- super funny and interesting- and dealt with the Queen herself...." He wondered if she would get the American reference, and if he was speaking too much at once. Near just shutup- They're probably secretly cringing at your voice and too nice to say so- "Or- um- s-something like t-that..." he trails off, and the Voices get kind of louder, distracting him.
Azrael is in a bad mood Closed
Near is a wonder, an anomaly, a rare find. The glint in his eyes when he talks about nifflers and how they are adorable little menaces, the look of a true Magizooligist and true animal lover.

"If I'm not mistaken the equivalent of a Magizooligist is a Veterinarian, or was it a Zoologist?", I am very confused. Muggle jobs are more hard to understand with limited knowledge of muggles.

He called me beautiful, so sweet I might get a cavity. "Ehh I'm okay in the looks department but you look like a prince. Maybe you'll be my knight in shining armor, my prince charming, or my amoureux right petit lapin?", I said half jokingly half serious.

Near will surely grow up to be a 'heartmender' like a heartbreaker but he'd fix hearts.

Part of why he's interesting is that he doesn't just stare at me but he talks to me and we develop some sort of a dynamic, I am truly glad I met him.

He reminds me of one of those muggle movie character that seem shy at first but, as you get to know them they're really funny and energetic.

Truth be told I hope we can go on a grand adventure one day, not a deadly adventure but one filled with some risks but not major risks.

@Near Rein

I'm not short, I'm fun sized!
-Azrael White ♡◇
Azrael is in a bad mood Closed
"Oh! I could tell you most things about Muggles, I happen to live with one.." He chuckles shyly. Being a Half-Blood wasn't really a sore subject, but it did happen to attract attention from the wrong type of Wizards. But....they don't seem to mind anything about me....maybe one day I could tell them about my illness....maybe one day.

He then passionately begins to describe the difference between Zoologists and Veterinarians. "Well, a Zoologist is almost sort of like a Veterinarian, so I can understand why most people mix up the both. I have never seen one, since Zoo's make me rather sad, the animals cooped up in tight spaces, I would probably cause a jailbreak.." He laughs again, like bells ringing, as he thought about this. "Anyway, Zoologists mainly specialize in the exotic type of pets in the Muggle world, like treating the animals in a zoo and making sure they are healthy.....although I think I wouldn't be very healthy, mentally, if I had nowhere to run when things got rough..." He trails off slightly, his face flickering to sorrow before continuing, his bright smile returning. I can't believe they're actually listening to me....like they believe I have something worth saying... "And a Veterinarian, or Vet, as the 'Muggles' call them for short, mainly specialize in the typical household pets for regular checkups, almost like a Doctor, but for your pets."

His cheeks flushed, as they said he looked like a Prince. He didn't know much about Royalty, but he knew they were on a completely different level than him. I could never be...Heroic, like a true Prince. I think- I think I would be the character that would be taken hostage, then killed, most likely....because I couldn't contribute anything to the plot.....I would probably be better off dead anyways... That one was definitely the voices. He was NOT suicidal in any way- at least- he hoped- so he could easily shut down that train of thought. He was with Azreal, and should therefore be thinking happy thoughts.

"I don't think so- about a Prince- or a Knight anyway...." he says softly, wringing his hands. His books almost felt weightless, the way Azreal could lift his spirits in a moment's notice. "I-I'm not in any way- um- H-heroic- or anything of the sort- im actually a coward.." He admits glumly. He would absolutely run from a fight if it meant increasing his chances of survival.....but if Azreal- if his friend was in danger- then he was definitely going to die. Probably die from a useless attack and then the real Hero saves the day. That's usually how Karma has treated me anyway, this far in my life.

He hadn't realized that Wizards and Witches didn't really know a lot about the Muggle world. probably why they have A CLASS, in order to teach the future generation of Wizards and Witches such things....come on Near don't be such an idiot.

He again saw the dark shadow in the corner of his eye, the red eyes looking through his soul. It made him feel insignificant. Unworthy. Yet he knew it was all in his head. And with Azreal there.....he was able to fade it into the depths of his mind. He could keep it at bay...for now, at least.

"Hey, um- Snow.....what do you want to be? When you g-grow up I m-mean..." He smiled shyly once more. They could probably be anything, their potential is up to the roof......not to mention- their looks- or- or overall personality, in general. They could literally become anything if they honestly wanted to....how admirable.

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Azrael is in a bad mood Closed
"You live with a Muggle? That must be odd, well I'm actually quoting my grandmother. She doesn't really like Muggles, she calls them filth and a stain on magic blood. My mother and father don't think that way, they have a neutral standing on muggles, muggleborns, and halfbloods but I wouldn't say they are team muggle for life. I of course don't think that way but I'm curious, what's it like?", I'm sad the only thing I have to say about Muggles are the negative words of other people, I just hope mon petit lapin doesn't think of me differently or think I am against muggles.

I had no idea Muggle jobs were so Sophisticated, Near is lucky he was able to grown up knowing about them. I heard muggles went to the moon without magic what a wonder. I wonder if I'll end up with a halfblood or a muggle, I wouldn't mind either.

Near is perfect, he's smart, and he's not arrogant. Any girl would be lucky to have him, why does the thought of other girls enjoying his company sadden me. I don't understand this strange feeling.

I look up at the white haired boy and gained enough confidence to ask him, "Are my supposed good looks the one good thing about me?" I'm tearing up, my eyes are filling up with tears as I speak.

All my life the only thing I've heard is oh they're so beautiful or they could be models, never once have I heard anything about my intelligence or my ability to get along with animals. But Near he points out everything no one else does from the fact that I get along with animals to my intelligence, it makes me feel like Near is the only person I have.

I'm not short, I'm fun sized!
-Azrael White ♡◇
Azrael is in a bad mood Closed
He flinches slightly, ducking his head at the harsh words, even though he knows Azreal was far too kind to be coming up with them themself. Is that- is that really what they- what pure-blood Wizards and Witches think of my Father...? Is....Is that.....is that what they really think..of me..? just- just a stain on the Wizarding World..? He had already taken a lot of abuse from other Muggle children....but to be hated and looked down upon from both worlds.....it really gave him a sinking feeling. At least...at least that's not how Azreal views him...right..? "w-well- um- I guess you could say- m-my Dad.....h-he was very surprised when my Acceptation came by Owl....and my Mum loves to tell me stories of her and him, telling him about Magic and such..." he muttered, looking down. He felt sorry, for his Father.....when they were shopping at Diagon.....he finally realized why they had gotten so many....mean looks from the other families. He wished he could protect his Father from people like that....if only he met Azreal, the nicest Witch he had seen....asides from a few others.... I wish they didn't think of us like that....

He tried to brush it off, but it brought back a lot of memories....of Ryan, and the other Muggle kids....it hurt. It hurt a lot, thinking about this. oh, calm down, Near. They say one hurtful thing accidentally and you're freaking out. No wonder you can't ever fit in...

Azreal was kind, and generous, and in the first few moments of meeting them....he had already solidified the image of them being his friend. There was no better person, that he would rather be with right now.

He froze....as they ask him that sort of question...and he couldn't help but see tears in his friend's eyes. who could ever tell such a person- that they were only valuable based off of their looks....who could ever be so...so cruel... His heart broke, for them, as he had felt the same thing...once. It was why he had bleached his hair...and why he still wore contacts today. If people didn't love the real you for who you were...then hide beneath someone else so they could never hurt you.

At watching them begin to cry, he immediately set his prized books down, and taking a few small steps, abandoning any shyness or self-thoughts, he hugged them, holding them tight as if to comfort them. I know what it's like....Fair Snow.....but you are strong. So much stronger than I could ever be.

"Dont- dont you dare ever even think that way about yourself....please Azreal. You are so much more than just a beautiful face.....you are so kind, and witty, and so, so amazing! I-I can't even- I don't have all of the words that make you so...so truly beautiful. And don't you DARE let anyone ever tell you you are anything less."

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Azrael is in a bad mood Closed
Ever heard of those moments in lighthearted muggle movies, that gets real and genuine emotions are laced on the actors' words? This is what it's like right now with Near and I, I can tell he genuinely means those words.

"I can tell you really mean it mon petit lapin. You are an amazing person bugger the people who tell you otherwise garçon d'esprit.", I said hugging him tighter than before. When my emotions were less intense, I let go of him ultimately ending the hug and I felt the chill of the classroom end the warmth I once felt.

I've decided to change the subject to something less depressing, "By the way, I have 3 options of what I want to be when I grow up. A Healer, an Auror, and a Business Owner. I could see my myself as a Cursebreaker as well." I have dimpled grin on my face as I tell him my options of occupation.

"Who knows maybe if I become a Healer you will need someone to patch you up from the particularly dangerous animals like Basilisks or Hippogriffs. I might become your sidekick. The joker to your batman, the joker was his sidekick right?", I said with humor and confusion lacing my words.

I'm not short, I'm fun sized!
-Azrael White ♡◇
Azrael is in a bad mood Closed
He waited for a few moments, after Azreal had left the hug, taking a few deep breaths. That had been a very...very fragile moment for him....because he knew what they felt like. But, they hurriedly moved the conversation elsewhere...and for that he was grateful.

A healer....Auror....or Business Dealer? Perhaps a Charm Breaker?....Those....those are fantastic career choices, for the brave and incredibly intelligent. Even a Healer requires some level of expertise...they would fit all of those roles effortlessly, I have no doubt. He smiles softly at them, sitting on the top of a desk like he was in Elementary again. They are so cute when they smile....especially with their dimples. It-it could really leave quite the effect on a person, if used right. They would be perfect for any number of jobs, no wonder it was difficult for them to chose.

He had always wanted to be a Magizoologist, since his Mother had told him tales of the amazing Beasts when he was younger. but the other Muggle kids could never understand his fascination of Pheonixes and Pygmy Puffs. So they did the only thing Elementary kids who didn't understand could do. They outcasted him.

He smiled softly as Azreal discussed the possibility of working together in the future. Baskilisks are rather dangerous....it would be nice- to have someone like Azreal to depend upon....

"haha...yeah.....imagine- imagine a future where we just- lived alone- traveling the world- and documenting Creatures that no Muggle, nor Witch or Wizard had ever seen! To just- not be judged by anyone else. To just be ourselves- Or- I MEAN- if not- I could- just-s-send you letters i-i mean- of my travels!" dangit Near what the hell are you thinking! You're only a first-year!They'll probably take that the wrong way- He rubbed the back of his neck, grimacing slightly. "I-I could send you s-sketches- or something..." He mutters, his face red. Leave it up to him to make things awkward....

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