Learning new stuff, stuff other people donāt know or even suspect is out there (*completely* ignoring the fact that upwards of 99% of the population is happy to be unaware of these things, because who cares about them, right?) is so totally her Kneazle nip. And the sense of accomplishment? What a rush...
I love the parallel worlds. Itās not like Theo and Draco arenāt all too aware of the upcoming war, and even Blaise will have noticed it enough. Draco has the most demands made on him *for* that war, ādonāt forget to kill the Headmaster, dear...ā, and yet until everything goes up in flames, you *still* have to get your arse to class. Or spend more quality time with Filch. (Being punctual is more efficient. heh) I think that must get so frustrating for some of them, just like it should for Severus. (Just teenagers get to be more wangsty about it.)
Blaise is part of the über rich, and worse, the nouveau riche. Clothes are *so* a disposable item. *eye roll*
Sunny is steadily at work on his people. He has a solid cultural understanding of bonding that these two are simply not conforming to, silly humans, so what else is an elf to do? Plug away. And because heās a Slytherinās elf, do so craftily. š
I honestly donāt understand how Crooks ever dealt with those stupid humans again after the whole horrible Pettigrew affair. The much vaunted Head of House is a Transfiguration Prof, the Headmaster was as well, both members of the Order, and nothing. Didnāt see a single thing out of order. And poor Crooks tried to tell them, they ignored him. He tried to take action, they thwarted him. He tried harder, there were sanctions. His loving (albeit dim) witch was *ostracised* for his efforts... Almost every cat Iāve known would have regularly taken a piss on Ronās clothes from there on out (and then tried to pass it off as a UTI (sends supportive thoughts (and virtual prescription kibble) Oyster-wards)). And most of them would have gotten away with it, too, because: cats.
Honestly, if he had opposable thumbs, I suspect Crooks could make a best seller out of it. Maybe thatās where Dicta-quills come in. You just need one that can translate cat. (āHalf-Kneazle...ā Hermione hisses from the wings.)
Teachers gossip. I think it comes before teaching, really, in the job description. Iāve known teachers who couldnāt teach, Iāve never met one who couldnāt dish. Thereās no way Poppy wouldnāt fill him in on all the juicy details. And how could Severus not get the occasional (so very manly and only vaguely stoic) giggle from it? (Fine: chuckle. Still...)
Unfortunately, Harper isnāt likely to learn of it unless Vince or Gregory mention it. (And I canāt picture Vince saying so post mangling.)
Vince is definitely something of a blunt instrument. And I like seeing that even Snakes can love and care for one another. Look out for each other. I mean, there are canonical examples, but theyāre played as the exception and not illuminated except as being there.
High Machs recognise risks. That doesnāt mean theyāll throw you under a bus to avoid them. If anything, when they exhibit bravery, I find them even braver than most, because they did that thing *despite* recognising the risk. (I want to say āthat takes ballsā, but Iām working on my genderism. āThat takes boobsā sends the wrong message, I think. (Also: how to evaluate boob jobs in that context? Hmm...) Right! Guts! It takes guts. And not the grand unifying theory kind either.)
I so love watching you read. Youāre an absolute delight. ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøš
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Learning new stuff, stuff other people donāt know or even suspect is out there (*completely* ignoring the fact that upwards of 99% of the population is happy to be unaware of these things, because who cares about them, right?) is so totally her Kneazle nip. And the sense of accomplishment? What a rush...
I love the parallel worlds. Itās not like Theo and Draco arenāt all too aware of the upcoming war, and even Blaise will have noticed it enough. Draco has the most demands made on him *for* that war, ādonāt forget to kill the Headmaster, dear...ā, and yet until everything goes up in flames, you *still* have to get your arse to class. Or spend more quality time with Filch. (Being punctual is more efficient. heh) I think that must get so frustrating for some of them, just like it should for Severus. (Just teenagers get to be more wangsty about it.)
Blaise is part of the über rich, and worse, the nouveau riche. Clothes are *so* a disposable item. *eye roll*
Sunny is steadily at work on his people. He has a solid cultural understanding of bonding that these two are simply not conforming to, silly humans, so what else is an elf to do? Plug away. And because heās a Slytherinās elf, do so craftily. š
I honestly donāt understand how Crooks ever dealt with those stupid humans again after the whole horrible Pettigrew affair. The much vaunted Head of House is a Transfiguration Prof, the Headmaster was as well, both members of the Order, and nothing. Didnāt see a single thing out of order. And poor Crooks tried to tell them, they ignored him. He tried to take action, they thwarted him. He tried harder, there were sanctions. His loving (albeit dim) witch was *ostracised* for his efforts... Almost every cat Iāve known would have regularly taken a piss on Ronās clothes from there on out (and then tried to pass it off as a UTI (sends supportive thoughts (and virtual prescription kibble) Oyster-wards)). And most of them would have gotten away with it, too, because: cats.
Honestly, if he had opposable thumbs, I suspect Crooks could make a best seller out of it. Maybe thatās where Dicta-quills come in. You just need one that can translate cat. (āHalf-Kneazle...ā Hermione hisses from the wings.)
Teachers gossip. I think it comes before teaching, really, in the job description. Iāve known teachers who couldnāt teach, Iāve never met one who couldnāt dish. Thereās no way Poppy wouldnāt fill him in on all the juicy details. And how could Severus not get the occasional (so very manly and only vaguely stoic) giggle from it? (Fine: chuckle. Still...)
Unfortunately, Harper isnāt likely to learn of it unless Vince or Gregory mention it. (And I canāt picture Vince saying so post mangling.)
Vince is definitely something of a blunt instrument. And I like seeing that even Snakes can love and care for one another. Look out for each other. I mean, there are canonical examples, but theyāre played as the exception and not illuminated except as being there.
High Machs recognise risks. That doesnāt mean theyāll throw you under a bus to avoid them. If anything, when they exhibit bravery, I find them even braver than most, because they did that thing *despite* recognising the risk. (I want to say āthat takes ballsā, but Iām working on my genderism. āThat takes boobsā sends the wrong message, I think. (Also: how to evaluate boob jobs in that context? Hmm...) Right! Guts! It takes guts. And not the grand unifying theory kind either.)
I so love watching you read. Youāre an absolute delight. ā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøā¤ļøš