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WHO: Sadiq Adnan and Gupta Hassan
WHEN: October 16, afternoon. Just after his last DAtDA class.
WHERE: Defense against the Dark Arts classroom
WHAT: Gupta decided to come ask for help at the wrong place and at the wrong time. Boggart fun.
RATING: Proooobably M? IDK. Dark themes like death and blood and whatnot. Also kissing and those things kids go "EWWW" at :l
The clock ticked down to it's last second, though with a classroom full of excitable and noisy students, it easily could have passed without anyone realizing. Unfortunately for those having quite a bit of fun, Sadiq was rather eager to scoot everyone's asses out of his classroom as quickly as he could, possibly so he could descend upon his sofa and nap. And as that hour hand struck four O'clock, the professor wasted little time bringing the day's events to a close. After all, he had exchanged notes with a certain student earlier promising of a study session; seeing said student sounded quite a bit more exciting than playing with the unruly Boggart, which had been turned seconds earlier into a rather obnoxious-looking rat in clown shoes. He just hoped Gupta wouldn't be on time so he could at least properly tidy the place up and relax, if only for a few minutes.
The day had been rather eventful after all, seeing as Sadiq had done his students a favor by switching up his usual lecture with something more exciting. Namely, the Boggart. Not everyone was eager to see it in action, and it took quite a while to get people to say the spell right (Riddikulous, as opposed to Rediculous). It was annoying and tedious, particularly with this professor's patience, which was known to be on a short fuse. However, the students had fun with it, even when forced to confront their silly fears of spiders and snakes. It gave him less papers to correct for a night, anyway.
Once the last student was through the chamber doors and Sadiq was alone, he ambled over the the little rat with distaste, it's whiskers twitching as beady red eyes bored into him. Suspiciously calm, but the man figured he could do this with little to no confrontation. It wasn't his first time teaching his students about these particular creatures, nor was it the first time he had to deal with one. Of course, he found that he never particularly fathomed the things they turned into for him -- namely, his mother (though it had been quite a few years now). Boggarts were childish and silly, and frankly Sadiq just preferred having nothing to do with them if it meant less awkward situations on his part.
The man knelt down, wand ready just in case, as he snatched the rat up by it's tail. Sadiq appeared particularly pleased with himself, though in a sadistic sort of way, as one Boggart-transformed-rat hissed and writhed in his grasp. If he could just exterminate it now, he would. The headmaster, however, was sure to be very unhappy if the school's magical creature went missing... Which was the only reason Sadiq refrained.
Perhaps he had thought about it for too long. One short moment of consideration finally gave the creature incentive to make it's own move; for just as the man moved to put it in the dark, cherry-wood wardrobe, the Boggart slipped through his fingers like air. It spun around around in front of him as if it was a small tornado, taking it's evasive original shape which could only be described as a blue-ish white blur, before it was to decide on a second form. Which, as it grew larger and descended onto the floor, made the older man's throat tighten. And usually he prided himself in his ability to remain indifferent when confronted with these things.
But Sadiq wasn't perfect.
In front of him now was a dead body, bloodied and bruised... Dark, crimson liquid oozing from deep cuts and soaking into the wooden tiles beneath. It was Gupta.
WHEN: October 16, afternoon. Just after his last DAtDA class.
WHERE: Defense against the Dark Arts classroom
WHAT: Gupta decided to come ask for help at the wrong place and at the wrong time. Boggart fun.
RATING: Proooobably M? IDK. Dark themes like death and blood and whatnot. Also kissing and those things kids go "EWWW" at :l
The clock ticked down to it's last second, though with a classroom full of excitable and noisy students, it easily could have passed without anyone realizing. Unfortunately for those having quite a bit of fun, Sadiq was rather eager to scoot everyone's asses out of his classroom as quickly as he could, possibly so he could descend upon his sofa and nap. And as that hour hand struck four O'clock, the professor wasted little time bringing the day's events to a close. After all, he had exchanged notes with a certain student earlier promising of a study session; seeing said student sounded quite a bit more exciting than playing with the unruly Boggart, which had been turned seconds earlier into a rather obnoxious-looking rat in clown shoes. He just hoped Gupta wouldn't be on time so he could at least properly tidy the place up and relax, if only for a few minutes.
The day had been rather eventful after all, seeing as Sadiq had done his students a favor by switching up his usual lecture with something more exciting. Namely, the Boggart. Not everyone was eager to see it in action, and it took quite a while to get people to say the spell right (Riddikulous, as opposed to Rediculous). It was annoying and tedious, particularly with this professor's patience, which was known to be on a short fuse. However, the students had fun with it, even when forced to confront their silly fears of spiders and snakes. It gave him less papers to correct for a night, anyway.
Once the last student was through the chamber doors and Sadiq was alone, he ambled over the the little rat with distaste, it's whiskers twitching as beady red eyes bored into him. Suspiciously calm, but the man figured he could do this with little to no confrontation. It wasn't his first time teaching his students about these particular creatures, nor was it the first time he had to deal with one. Of course, he found that he never particularly fathomed the things they turned into for him -- namely, his mother (though it had been quite a few years now). Boggarts were childish and silly, and frankly Sadiq just preferred having nothing to do with them if it meant less awkward situations on his part.
The man knelt down, wand ready just in case, as he snatched the rat up by it's tail. Sadiq appeared particularly pleased with himself, though in a sadistic sort of way, as one Boggart-transformed-rat hissed and writhed in his grasp. If he could just exterminate it now, he would. The headmaster, however, was sure to be very unhappy if the school's magical creature went missing... Which was the only reason Sadiq refrained.
Perhaps he had thought about it for too long. One short moment of consideration finally gave the creature incentive to make it's own move; for just as the man moved to put it in the dark, cherry-wood wardrobe, the Boggart slipped through his fingers like air. It spun around around in front of him as if it was a small tornado, taking it's evasive original shape which could only be described as a blue-ish white blur, before it was to decide on a second form. Which, as it grew larger and descended onto the floor, made the older man's throat tighten. And usually he prided himself in his ability to remain indifferent when confronted with these things.
But Sadiq wasn't perfect.
In front of him now was a dead body, bloodied and bruised... Dark, crimson liquid oozing from deep cuts and soaking into the wooden tiles beneath. It was Gupta.