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Post by quentin on Oct 28, 2010 23:56:03 GMT
Despite other's opinion of Astronomy, Quentin Bernier actually didn't mind it. It was a class that he could sleep in if he chose to and wouldn't get caught. Plus, star gazing wasn't that bad. Learning everything else seemed pretty useless to him, as he would probably never use it in his daily life after Hogwarts, but then again, there are so many subject taught in this school that you'll never use again.
Anyway, it was after class, late at night, well past the normal time any student is supposed to be out. However, Quen was a Prefect, so technically he had an excuse to not get in trouble if a teacher was to catch him. Taking a seat by the opening in the tower, letting him see outside, he laced his fingers behind his head. He drifted off, thinking about classes, girls, Slytherins, Gryffindors, and changing into his animagus state, which was a black panther. Changing had to be one of his favorite things to do. That and flying.
Being a black panther had a lot of advantages, and it fit his personality really well. Being dark colored allowed him to sneak around the ground at night, something he loved to do too. Following the rules wasn't his thing, even though he somehow got the position of Prefect. The black panther was also quick, it can run fast, much like him. It was strong, too. Thinking about this just made him want to go down to the grounds and change into the animal form he had begun to get addicted to.
Before he got the chance to do so, though, a noise woke him up from his reverie. Twisting in his chair a bit, he looked at the doorway to see if anyone would show up. Who else would be up and out at this hour? He could choose to throw a detention there way, too...
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Post by jacobcole on Nov 2, 2010 16:48:01 GMT
Jacob walked into astronomy class and saw only one other he nodded and moved to a desk not far from the boy. He wondered why he was there so late he'd come to catch up since he was failing it badly it was not one of his favorite subjects as it dealt with the moon and stars and planets and what he was the moon was something to be avoided.
Sitting down he decided to brake the ice with the boy and glanced over to him.
"Names Jacob, Jacob Cole" he said and lent closer to offer his hand to shake "so what brings you here at this time?" he asked casually leaning back on his chair smiling at him.
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Post by quentin on Nov 29, 2010 0:53:49 GMT
Bending down, Quen grabbed a leaf that must have floated up here somehow and crumbled it in his hands, just for something to do. He stared at the mess he held for a few seconds before letting it go over the edge, watching it fall down to the ground. You know you're pretty bored when you're entertainment becomes a leaf. Thankfully, or maybe not, someone else enters the room and causes Quen to wake up. Leaning closer to the boy, he shook hands and introduced himself back, "Quentin Bernier." He turned his attention back to the grounds, mostly the forest where he'll be later on in the night.
He rested his elbow on the edge of the railing, his chin in his palm. "Have trouble sleeping or something? You know, I could technically give you detention for being out past curfew. You're just lucky you ran into me and not another prefect," he joked. Quen was too laid back to care though. Plus, he would most likely send the kid to the Head of Slytherin, and he liked that teacher too much to bother him more than need be. Other prefects felt differently, of course. He just figured, he'd be out all the time past curfew whether he had some power or not, so why get those in trouble who are just like him?
His thoughts stayed on his animal form. Unlike others, he didn't particularly care if a few people new he was an animagus or not. Not everyone in the school should know, but a few people wouldn't hurt, as long as he knew they would keep his secret. "Have you ever thought about becoming an animagus?" he asked the other boy, trying to figure out a way to ease into him being one, instead of just changing forms and scaring the other kid.
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Post by jacobcole on Dec 19, 2010 15:51:59 GMT
Jacob looked at him and chuckled lightly at his words. "yeah I know and nice to meet you,Quentin." He said leaning on the stone wall to look out over the grounds below him. He took a deep breath smelling all the scents in the air of the students. He turned to look at him when he asked if he ever thought about becoming an animagus. He could not help but chuckle.
"I'm sorry, but you can't make a werewolf into an animagus," he said turning to face him with a smile. "yeah, unfortunately that's what I am, not threw my own choice, I'll tell you that much." he breathed out slowly wondering if Quentin did want to know or not he hoped that he would not ask him but he was quiet prepared to say and tell him how be changed.
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Post by quentin on Dec 24, 2010 4:08:35 GMT
At the mention of him being a werewolf, Quentin took a step away from the other boy without knowing he did so. It kind of just happened. The memory of his best friend turning and them playing a rather cruel joke on a little kid when they were younger ran through his mind. The little kid wasn't supposed to be turned into a werewolf too. It was just a little scratch. We didn't mean it. He couldn't help but replay everything that happened. And now this conversation just made him a bit uncomfortable. His appearance changed from the laid back, cool guy to someone who had no idea what to do now and obviously a bit of nervousness.
"Y-you're a-a-a werewolf?" he stuttered. That was really uncommon for him. "You sure don't seem like you're trying to hide it. Why? You're not trying to warn me about something, are you? T-tonight's not the full moon, is it?" he asked a bit rapidly and nervously. He wasn't sure he could handle seeing the other boy change into the other form. He hated acting this way, and figured it would make the other boy feel like crap, but he couldn't help it. His past memories are too painful for him to let go and forget about them like that. If needed, he could always trying to defend himself by changing into his animagus form, he supposed. That probably won't do against a werewolf, though, even if panthers are vicious by nature.
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Post by jacobcole on Dec 28, 2010 14:31:53 GMT
Jacob saw the boy step back and lowered his head shaking it and giving a soft groan as he looked at him again some what disappointed at him for his reaction he had though some one the year above him would have understood better but now he saw the boys reaction and hers the shaking in his voice he knew he had guessed wrong.
"What did you expect, you spoke of changing me to an animagus, I told you why you could not, do you think i wanted to be this way, I was hunted buy my father as a child and turned to this, you really think i wanted it." He felt his anger growing, but instead turned and walked to a stone bench now sitting with his back against the wall and one leg up as he tried not to look at him.
"I came here to relax and to be alone since that's what i will ever be, All i ever see is fear and anger towards what I am and all i want is to be normal again I don't even kill I lock myself in a room while the moons high to stop my self from hurting any one but every year it gets harder and harder"
Only now did he look at Quentin again his eyes showing the sorrow he felt inside.
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