𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲

be careful, lest in casting out your demon you exorcise the best thing in you. |#FBRP|#HPRP|1920s Beauxbatons Headmaster|

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

𝕒𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕒𝕦𝕧𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕖

philosophy professor at Beauxbatons, former soldier and future headmaster, by #owlchemist

{video creds to @octoopie}

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

@occultsavant hello my love

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

I'm going to assume it's not something horrible, or you would have told me, ouais?

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

he's a keen fisherman, I'm sure he knows

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

shrug

I have nothing to suggest they are or they're not. why do you ask?

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

student

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

i learned that today

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

lgbt stands for let's get big trout

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

mm. that's why I see a therapist. because people don't know

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

that's good, because I don't actually feel it. just feel like I should feel it, you know?

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

i'm confused on the definition, I think

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

you're not, that's why it's second hand

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

is this what second hand embarrassment feels like

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

(non au)

i hate him with every ounce of my being. and i weigh a lot.

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

"ouais, what gave it away?"

he's teasing. his english is good, but his accent is thick.

"we're french - hardly known for our manners. not that I know much about the quidditch team, they could be pleasant. I prefer dueling"

[Adeline. @growninthunder]

"it is. the sport, anyway. some of my teammates are . . . less fun." a pause. "though, perhaps they are nicer at Beauxbatons. that's your school, isn't it?"

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

he shakes his head. afraid of heights.

"non. don't have the time between this and home, it looks like fun, though." no it doesn't. it looks horrible.

[Adeline. @growninthunder]

hand in his, before dropping to regrab her wand.
"I play. I'm a chaser for Durmstrang." head tilting as she tries to recall if she'd seen his face in the air. "do you play?"

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

he offers out a hand to shake.

"Aousten. Do you play quidditch or are you just here to watch?"

pushing his own paperwork to the side so that her side of the desk is clear. it's not a difficult charm, but there were a variety of inhibitors. most notably, language

[Adeline. @growninthunder]

shoving her half finished essay in her bag and grabbing her wand. she shifts to sit beside him.

"I'm Adeline, by the way."

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

"ah, I'm not a very good teacher."

his nose wrinkles, lips pursing in thought.

"we could give it a go though. here, sit by me."

[Adeline. @growninthunder]

"can you teach me?"
leaning forwards in her seat as she goes back to watching the flying papers.

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

"good, huh?"

he's grinning, eyes following the paper to make sure they don't fall.

"the work was boring, figured I would learn more doing something."

[Adeline. @growninthunder]

"cool charm," finally admitting defeat and putting her quill down. she could revisit the essay later.

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

they're doing fancy tricks - flitting about in loops and swirling around each other.

when a new one joins, they bump into each other before settling into a new pattern.

[Adeline. @growninthunder]

absentmindedly staring at the flying paper aeroplanes as she's hit a mental block on her own homework

[𝘀𝗮𝘂𝘃𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗲 @ConqueringDread]

making paper airplanes out of his potions homework