June 1st - June 19th
It's almost summer! The last few weeks of school have come, and students will need to study hard for their final exams! Don't let up yet, or your grades won't be what you want them to. Of course, the weather is almost perfect and pristine, in attempts to lure students away from their studies.
Getting Old [3.7.09]{Andre!!!}
((Yay! My Rae muse came back!))
With a musty sigh, and a flurry of flittering eyelashes, Raechael Tyrno awoke on that fateful Saturday morning. Nothing at first seemed any different, nothing at all. It was just another day in which there were no classes and a handful of running around the castle looking after pesty students. As if there was anything else to do – she didn’t know if Kenton or Andre were busy, but in a few moments, she would find out quick enough.
The sunlight that poked through her bedroom quarter window spread delicately across her emerald eyes, lighting them up to the point where Raechael herself had to close them. It was one of the first times within the last month that there was no rain to wake her up as apposed to the sun that did that morning. Rain was getting rather annoying, actually – the sun was a golden sight to her.
“I. Hate. Mornings.” she muttered underneath her breath, turning in her bed so that her face was away from the sun. “Why do I even have to get up?”
With a groan, she pulled herself up from her bed. It was too damn early to be up – how early was it anyways? With a glance outside again, she determined that it was around 11 in the morning. Not too bad, at least she got to sleep in a little bit more than she was used to. 11 was like heaven on earth. Setting her first foot on the wooden floor of her quarters, she pulled herself off the bed and towards her awaiting dresser. She pulled open the first two drawers, settling on a teal tanktop and a sheer white sweater from her tops drawer, and a pair of black slacks from her bottoms one. Slowly, and carefully, she got dressed.
After all, she wanted to match, didn’t she?
Raechael adjusted the sleeve on her sweater, making her way over to the large body mirror that hung on the back of her door to make sure that every last thing was right in her appearance. Her left hand reached over the top of her dresser to pull a brush off the top, and as the brush ran through her hair, her eyes focused on it. Laying on the very front layer of her fiery red hair, right near her face, was a gray hair. A gray hair? She didn’t know how to deal with a gray hair. She’d never dyed her hair before, and she probably never would, but the fact that she had a gray hair was life-threatening. Her life was almost over, if she was getting gray hairs now! A gray hair!
Now, she was definitely freaked out – of course, looking at the situation a few hours later, she would see how ditzy she was being, but for now she was set in the fact that she was utterly scared. Who would she go to? Kenton would probably make fun of her for being so stupid, so her mind settled on Andre. Andre would have to give her advice.
Hurrying over to the table next to her bed, she pulled a small bag of Owl Treats out of a tiny wicker basket. She had made a point of stocking up the last time that they had a trip to Hogsmeade, just in case a situation like this happened. So, pocketing the package, she slipped on a pair of white slippers that could pass as shoes, and left her quarters, heading for Andre’s.
Flying through the hallways only took a mere second in Raechael’s eyes, as she was quickly in front of Andre’s office door, and raised her hand to knock loudly. The seconds after she knocked on his door were quick and rushed to her.
It was a nice morning. He had gone back to sleep after feeding Snow Storm, and had awoken around 10. This book was almost completed and a good day of writing sounded like a plan. He rang for a house elf and gave it detailed instructions.
"Toby, don't forget about bringing some jerky for this pest when you bring me lunch. Thank you ever so much." He finished and let Snow Storm out for some exercise, insuring her he planned to stay put in his office and do some work. This book might soon be completed. He went through the door from his quarters into his office. he sat down in his favorite chair and read over the last chapter of the book. He refused to read the other 300 pages until it was closer to publication. Finally, he started to pick up his quill and continue work.
He hadn’t gotten far when he registered a pounding in the back of his mind. It didn’t reach his registers all that much due to his intense focus on his work. But that was how Andre was, all focus and no distractions. Most people knew that and could find themselves looking for Andre’s attention for almost an hour before he’d even notice. However, it was someone’s lucky morning because as he went to re-read a paragraph, he noticed a voice.
”Andre, open up! I need advice!”
He shook his hand as he headed for the door. This better be important he thought sourly. He wanted to finish this book, and he’d only been working for years. It wasn’t until he put his hand on the door knob did he remember he hadn’t dressed that morning. Running a hand though his short brown hair, he opened the door. Andre stood there, looking at Rae dressed nicely, in his sleep pants. ”Ummm.. Hello?” Andre seemed unsure what to say to her. He felt embarassed about the state he was in as he answered, as well as the anger he felt for possibly losing a day of work. ”How’s about you come in and explain, rationally.” He motioned toward the slightly cluttered office. He felt rather resigned, this was the third time she’d seen his office, and the other two times he’d cleaned before hand. ”Just move the stuff off the chair by the fireplace. Just straight into a stack on the floor. I’ll go grab a shirt or maybe even some jeans…” He let the thought sort of trail off as he headed for his quarters.
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The sight of Andre in his pajama bottoms when the door was opened almost sent Raechael into hysterics. It was nearly noon, and he wasn’t dressed yet? Surprising, of course, but not too much that she would be sent down the hallway in laughter. After all, she would have to explain herself, and that wasn’t something that she wanted to do right now. And, Andre seemed a bit ticked off that he was pulled away from whatever it was.
”Ummm.. Hello?”
Raechael gave a slight cheery wave. It had been a few days since she was able to talk to Andre, and so many things had happened. Well, family-wise a lot of things had happened. She wasn’t too happy with her family these days, and the only way to deal with it was to obsess over small things – such as a gray hair.
”Hi!”
”How’s about you come in and explain, rationally. Just move the stuff off the chair by the fireplace. Just straight into a stack on the floor. I’ll go grab a shirt or maybe even some jeans…”
The situation flooded back at her as she realised that she had had a reason for coming and interrupting Andre. Her gray hair – and possibly if he seemed annoyed at that, she’d get out some advice on her beloved cousin. Who knew, maybe he would just give her permission to kill Dystopian and get it over with. Maybe she’d have to hire someone to do it. Giving Andre a slight nod, she did as he asked, settling herself into the chair. Good lord, was Dystopian stopping by today, or was it tomorrow? She had lost track of the days, and all she knew was that it was a day she didn’t have classes.
Damn family.
When Andre made his way back into the room, Raechael looked up.
”Andre… Things are coming by so quickly… Do you remember me telling you about my cousin who abused my owl? He’s coming by tomorrow… or is it today? I don’t know… I just want to kill the man. And now I wake up and I find a gray hair! I just don’t know what to do anymore… I’m getting stressed. Hell, I’m getting worked up over my cousin!” Raechael said quickly, almost in one breath, and took a deep breath, then continued, ”I need to calm down.”
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Knowing it was Rae calmed him a little, if not a lot. Something about the other professors unnerved him. Except Ginny. It sounded like Rae really needed help, so he was willing to relax for a moment. Even though he still wasn’t happy. He wanted to finish this book sooo bad. However friends came first. At least, that’s what he’d been told many times by Richard.
‘Hi!”
Andre moved to let her in and went ahead and got some clothes on. All he could find was a Beetles t-shirt and a pair of jeans with multiple holes in them. “I should see if Ginny’s still willing to go out to London shopping….” He moved the stuff of the other chair and set it carefully next to him. He knew where every information sheet was for his book, and didn’t need to get stuff out of order. If he did he’d never find it again. Before he could ask again for what was bothering Rae, she burst out in explanation.
”Andre… Things are coming by so quickly… Do you remember me telling you about my cousin who abused my owl? He’s coming by tomorrow… or is it today? I don’t know… I just want to kill the man. And now I wake up and I find a gray hair! I just don’t know what to do anymore… I’m getting stressed. Hell, I’m getting worked up over my cousin! I need to calm down.”
Andre blinked twice. Was she rushing over here about the gray hair, or the frustration over her cousin? If it was the gray hair, he was cringing at the thought of this lost time. However, if it was about the cousin, he could lend an ear. “Breathe, Rae. Slowly. What is the reason you’re rushing over here?” He didn’t want to sound angry or tired but he couldn’t help it. He had been putting in so much time into his book to just give up all this time. Andre was one to do all the work he could in a day, and continue the next.
As he sat there, he realized he had a few glasses around somewhere and a spell for water in his brain. He went and got the glasses and handed one to Rae. He got his want off his desk and pointed it at the glass and murmured a spell. He repeated the spell while pointing at his own glass. ”It’s well water. Nothing overtly harmful, however, not the best in taste.” he smiled and took a sip.
{ZOMG... this is dated for Andre's birthday... he probably doesn't realize it... I just realized it a few minutes ago...I was double checking the listing of character birthdays for this time frame, and well... and you weren't online, so I thought I'd leave a message before I forgot about it.}
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[OOC: zomg seriously?! I think I have a way to incorporate this into the thread, if I can... I'm gonna leave this post and edit it when I get back from tryouts, don't have enough time to post right now.]
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