|Forsythe Jones III||
Posted: 3 Dec 2017, 09:38 PM
A magic school was strange to most of the population of the world. To the kids attending that wasn't the weird part. What was weird among the kids were those who had other species in their blood, anyone that could change appearance at will, and werewolves. While Jugg had a bit of Veela blood running through his veins, he was now more preoccupied on the topic of werewolves.
If there were Veela kids and that one creepy seer girl running around the schools, they there'd had to be at least one werewolf lurking the halls. It wasn't something he was particularly thinking about during his entire school career so far. It was the grumpy kid he kept seeing around the hallways; clearly he was a hogwarts student based on his clothes, but clearly a foul mouthed upperclassman.
The guy was constantly ready to snap at people, and with a full moon closing in on the month. Jugg was sure that the guy had a bit of a monthly cycle going on. If it was just a coincidence that he was getting more frustrated as the moon waxed then Jugg would eat his hat.
Currently the Ravenclaw was sitting on the stairs with the painting to Gryffindor's at the landing below. Without even looking, he absentmindedly flipped through the book in his hand. He'd thought it would take longer to read it, but the thing was done by lunch. So the best he could do is start over which was disappointingly boring. But the guy had to return or exit his common room sooner or later, so running back to the Ravenclaw tower for something new was shot down in his head. He had to see what was up with the guy.
Jugg's eyes lit up as the painting moved from it's place. It was about damn time something happened! And... his shoulders sank down to see a shock of red hair on a kid much to small exit. The teen scowled at the boy and tried to return to the first chapter again. He doubted much would happen now.
Posted: 5 Jan 2018, 08:12 AM
Dinner. Ty wanted-no, he needed-dinner. He guessed this was the reason why he wasn't supposed to leave the multiday homework assignments until the time meant for lunch so he could turn it in after lunch. Needless to say he did not have lunch that day.
But dinner! He had no other homework that couldn't possibly wait until after he had had dinner. Potions could wait, they always waited. They always had to let stuff sit til the next period anyways. His homework could do the same.
Normally he'd go with his friends to dinner, but they had reports they wanted to start before they came down, but he needed food now. So Ty bounded down the stairs two at a time and across the common room, hopping impatientily from foot to foot as the portrait hole swung open.
Someone was waiting outside the portrait hole. "Hi!" he said brightly. Why was someone sitting on the landing? "Did you forget the password or something?" he asked. He could figure out that much at least before basically running to the Great Hall.
CODED BY ELECTRIC OF SHINE
Tagged: Forsythe Jones III
Notes: omg I'm so sorry about letting this sit so long
Outfit: remains to be seen. probably his uniform
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