every little thing is gonna be all right (bdensaysrelax) wrote in from_the_ashes, @ 2009-08-06 08:02:00 |
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Current mood: | cold |
Entry tags: | char: brendon, char: ryan |
Who: Brendon & Ryan
What, When and Where: Mr. Ryan Ross, sometime in the late evening, arriving via Apparition at the edge of the grounds on the other side of the forest.
At the edge of the grounds on the other side of the forest was not exactly the most descriptive nor precise location to wait for a new arrival, thank you Headmaster Schecter. Hogwarts had changed in countless ways since he had last been an adolescent, but one thing that remained the same was the way the forest stretched on in front of him, seeming to reach to each end of the horizon. And this was where he was supposed to meet his assigned professor--well not his, but like, the professor he was assigned to show around--a colleague, and be all professional and shit. For someone who had to grow up and strike out on his own pretty damn fast, professionalism was something that came to Brendon in fits and starts. The teachers he had in his time as a student seemed so much more equipped for this, so much more grown up. Brendon still had a hard time remembering that he was the Professor Urie he'd hear people addressing, and just this morning he had been warned by Headmaster Schecter for charming a portrait to strike an obscene pose any time someone said a specific phrase when walking by. Still, Brendon reflected, he'd managed not to laugh til the Headmaster was out of earshot, so that had to count for something.
Brendon scanned the treeline again before checking his watch. Eight thirty was late evening, right? The lumos he was casting was the only bright spot between here and Hogsmeade. He figured he'd be pretty right. All he had to do was settle back against the rock wall and wait.