Who Colin Creevey & Jack Sloper What Jack found out his father was injured, and he needs a friend When BACKDATED: Saturday Night Where Gryffindor 6th Year Boys' Dorm Status Incomplete Rating Low
“It is a wise father that knows his own child.” ~
The letter from his mother was dated only a day before when Jack had received it, but he couldn't help but be terribly worried about his Dad. He hoped that his mum would find a better way to get in touch with him at the school if there was a real problem. Sometimes, he found, it was difficult for her to manage with the Wizarding means--getting her used to the idea of owls had been a bit tricky--and now Jack was just hoping that there wasn't another owl on the way with worse news.
Sloper's father, Beckett, was an inventor. He made machines that did...well, all matter of things. Mostly, from what Jack could tell, they were robots used for automobile manufacturing in different parts of the world. Sloper loved to watch as the machines were being put together, but his father was always such a busy man--and with such a busy mind--that Jack didn't like bothering him with too many questions or wondering too much about what it was his father would come up with next.
Although Beckett was a creative man, unlike his son who fancied fantasies and stories, Beckett's creativity was always constrained by the rules of physics and science. He had a very difficult time suspending his disbelief and would sometimes not know what to do with his artistic ginger-haired boy who was just so much more like his wife. As a result, their relationship was sometimes a bit strained--and that strain was all that Sloper could think about right now. He was worried, perhaps a bit too much, that he would never get the chance to see an unstrained relationship with his father because a fire in the man's workshop had put him into the hospital.
Jackson was glad that Colin was coming up to the doors to see him, but he really didn't know what to do. Already, he'd pulled the curtains on his bed and lay beneath the blankets just staring at the ceiling. He couldn't cry yet because he didn't know if he had something to cry about or not, and so he just stared.