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Post by terrance on Jan 5, 2012 14:31:28 GMT -5
Terrance was not exactly in what one would call a good mood. He had been inside for the longest of times just trying to study in order to make sure his grades were good. His luck was that he still couldn't manage to get to the standard of grades his parents wanted him to achieve. They wanted perfect grades, something that Terrance just hadn't been capable of before, and just couldn't match now despite hours upon hours upon hours of study. He struggled a great deal just to get one of his grades to even anywhere close to a perfect score, which still wouldn't be enough for his parents, no matter what his effort was. All the study caused him nothing more than a headache and disappointment. In the end he just needed to get a breath of fresh air by heading out to the courtyard.
Dressed in a red hoodie, a white t-shirt under the hoodie, blue jeans, and black with red and white striped tennis shoes, Terrance left the Gryffindor common room and headed down the stairs of Hogwarts to the courtyard. He just needed to clear his mind and get refocused to say the least. He knew though that a simple break from studying wouldn't be enough to get him anywhere closer to where his parents wanted him to be. They were just too strict and had too high a set of expectations for him to be able to match them. What was wrong with his parents? Terrance sighed and just shook his head. He wasn't going to get anywhere thinking about that.
Upon reaching the courtyard, Terrance looked around, his eyes narrowing slightly before he walked towards one of the benches. Sitting down, he stretched a bit before looking up at the clouds, not even noticing someone approach him. Tag: Anyone
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Post by ursula.courtney.kingsley on Jan 5, 2012 16:05:31 GMT -5
Ursula was feeling faint that day, so she was rather hoping she wouldn't have all that much trouble. Then again she was a cynic about these things, she rarely found a day where some student wasn't causing some sort of trouble. Lacewing flies were buzzing around her as she stepped out into the courtyard. She needed the fresh air. Her head felt like somebody had put a gun to it. She felt dizzy and she was praying that nausea wasn't to follow. She was perhaps deserving of it, having not eaten for nearly two days. She was constantly bending the rules for herself though. One day she might skip a dessert, then lunch, then breakfast. Then dinner gets smaller. It was terrifying to think that her petite frame would soon look unhealthy. She just had no time to eat, not with her job.
She had a coffee in her hand as she walked onto the grass. Well, it was meant to be coffee. Ursula saw it as boiled water with a lump of coffee granules hanging around the bottom. Certainly not the most appealing coffee she'd ever tasted. Ursula turned her head slightly away from where the students were, but it didn't stop them noticing that the deputy headmistress was out of her office. "Oh God-" she mumbled. Before she could mutter any incantations to defend herself, she felt her shoes fuse together with the grass. She tried to pull her feet from the ground but they wouldn't even budge. "A permanent sticking charm." she recognized immediately, groaning in annoyance. Now those students had run off, probably to cause mayhem now they knew the deputy headmistress was out of action.
Ursula searched for her wand but it was amazing how little you could stretch to your pocket when you couldn't move your knees. So she tried to appeal to the kindness of a student nearby, sitting on a bench. "Excuse me, would you mind helping me out of this sticking charm?" she asked with hastening concern. Of course it was hardly transmogrification torture but it was still an enormous inconvenience to not be able to move!
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