The reason behind it all~
WHO: Rory and Francis
WHEN: Wednesday, October 20th, afternoon *2006*
WHERE: Headmistress' office
WHAT: You know that plaguing question about why Francis hasn't been fired yet? Do you want to know the actual reason? Here you go kiddies
A set of dark blue eyes stared at a rather menacing looking door with one very familiar and daunting name on it. The new professor had just transferred to Hogwarts not four months ago and so far he had been adoring his teaching there- the bright students, his own classroom, and not to mention the fact that almost everyone was as very least good-looking.
The French teacher had just come back from Beauxbatons, having taken more refined courses focusing on the mastery of potions and elixirs. He’d become quite adapt, able to make almost anything you could ask of him and then some. He’d even managed to invent a few useful recipes for himself. But those were usually something akin to a slightly altered truth or love potion.
Those were the best kind, in his humble opinion.
But this potions master had had the rather unfortunate luck to have been reported to the headmaster by a lowly second year. Really, what nerve did that boy have when Francis had just been trying to get a little closer to an older student? She had been a 6th year, rather beautiful and a stubborn side as well! So what if he had tried to slip a little love potion into her water during class? Jeanne wouldn’t have cared too much.
Right?
Of course… The headmaster most likely wouldn’t approve of it. But he had a few ways of calming the red-head down. He took a deep breath, whispering a quiet Rosicus under his breath and hiding the long-stemmed red rose behind his back as he knocked, then opened the door.
“Headmistress?” Francis practically purred, slipping into the room and taking even steps over to her desk without waiting for a response, offering the rose out with a grand smile. “I heard that you wished to see me?”
WHEN: Wednesday, October 20th, afternoon *2006*
WHERE: Headmistress' office
WHAT: You know that plaguing question about why Francis hasn't been fired yet? Do you want to know the actual reason? Here you go kiddies
A set of dark blue eyes stared at a rather menacing looking door with one very familiar and daunting name on it. The new professor had just transferred to Hogwarts not four months ago and so far he had been adoring his teaching there- the bright students, his own classroom, and not to mention the fact that almost everyone was as very least good-looking.
The French teacher had just come back from Beauxbatons, having taken more refined courses focusing on the mastery of potions and elixirs. He’d become quite adapt, able to make almost anything you could ask of him and then some. He’d even managed to invent a few useful recipes for himself. But those were usually something akin to a slightly altered truth or love potion.
Those were the best kind, in his humble opinion.
But this potions master had had the rather unfortunate luck to have been reported to the headmaster by a lowly second year. Really, what nerve did that boy have when Francis had just been trying to get a little closer to an older student? She had been a 6th year, rather beautiful and a stubborn side as well! So what if he had tried to slip a little love potion into her water during class? Jeanne wouldn’t have cared too much.
Right?
Of course… The headmaster most likely wouldn’t approve of it. But he had a few ways of calming the red-head down. He took a deep breath, whispering a quiet Rosicus under his breath and hiding the long-stemmed red rose behind his back as he knocked, then opened the door.
“Headmistress?” Francis practically purred, slipping into the room and taking even steps over to her desk without waiting for a response, offering the rose out with a grand smile. “I heard that you wished to see me?”