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The Wizarding World Captain
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 Posted: Wed Feb 18, 2009 5:30 pm
Boy's Lavatory
Please, watch your aim.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 11:07 am
*Heaves a sigh as he nudges a stall door open, sliding into the stall and latching it behind himself; leans back against the door with a miserable frown* How could I get a T on something so stupid? It's just Charms; it isn't nearly as complicated as Transfig...
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 11:15 am
*Speaking softly from the next stall* Well, it's only one grade. You're underestimating the content, that's all.
Hi, Maybel.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 11:18 am
Maybe. *Drags a hand through his hair* My parents'd be disappointed, anyway, even if it is just a pop quiz. I worked so hard to make it to Hogwarts... *Bites his lower lip thoughtfully* I need to take advantage of the opportunity and excel.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 11:22 am
I could tutor you, if you'd like. I did well in my third year.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 11:25 am
I'll consider the offer, Micah. Thank you. *Slides the latch free, exiting the stall*
Good luck, by the way, at making a dent in my team's playing record. *Smirks as he leaves the bathroom*
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 11:47 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 5:30 pm
*Frowns as he makes his way slowly into the room, thin brows knitting together beneath his messy hair, troubled. Sloshes through the excess of water on the floor, wondering to himself if all Hogwarts in all universes had at least one flooded bathroom.*
Er, hello?
*Jumps and raises his wand when a loud slam echoes against one of the stall doors, faltering as he hears a rather embarrassed sounding voice right after.*
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 5:41 pm
Yeah, I'm in here. I'm stuck. gonk
*Sighs and glowers at his foot, not even sure how he'd managed to get the damned thing in the toilet, the clunky boot it was stuck in being the reason why he was so ********. He'd bought the six inch heeled beasts from a local shop and intended to take a few pictures of them for Dame. He figured if he did so in the bathroom stall it might make the older male think of a few swift and hidden make out sessions they'd had before his expulsion. Then Al had sneezed and his foot had shunked right off into the damned bowl.*
I can't quite reach the lock. No one else is out there, right? Oh, Merlin...
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 5:47 pm
No, it's just me. Relax, I'll get you out. *Uncaring as the bottoms of his jeans and his sneakers become soaked through, muttering beneath his breath as he waves his wand and the stall door swings open.*
Wedgied you up on the foot I reck- eek .....What the hell are you wearin- Er... I, hold on, hold on. I'll get you unstuck, Albus.
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 5:50 pm
gonk I dropped my wand and it's behind the commode there. My leg is cramped up so I can't try to pull free. Please, just get me out before someone walks in, s'my own fault.
*Blushes terribly as his professor comes up behind him, not having much space to work with as he tries to figure the best way to go about it* Easy fix, right? Right?
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 5:53 pm
Right. *He encouraged and uttered an expansion charm, flicking his wand*
Th-....*Frowns and tries the spell again, steadying Al with a hand on his hip as he continues to try various spells*
Oh, bloody hell... It's charmed so it can't be tampered with. Brilliant. Alright, I'll have to pull you out then. *Hooks his arms around Al, not much more built that the fourteen year old as he yanks them both back with a grunt.*
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Posted: Thu Feb 10, 2011 5:54 pm
What, but- Ah! *Squeaks, his face scarlet as he tries to help Harry dislodge his foot*
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 7:30 am
*Nodding his head to the music thumping in his headphones, unbothered by the pooling water on the floor as he enters the bathroom, moving to the sink to wash a slick marbled substances from his hands; pauses, seeing Harry and Al in his reflection*
What.
The.
s**t.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 10:14 am
Just one more...tug. THERE!
*Flies backwards, his head slamming into the stone floor with a slight splash, Al landing and half squishing Harry as he breaks his fall on the tiny professor*
You ok- ...Jamie. Oh, bloody.. It's not what it looks like! His foot got caught- I mean, he was- I-... *Sits up and rubs the back of his head, flinching at the sting of pain it produces*
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