Name(s): Luke & Hank/Beast Location: The Astronomy Classroom. Week: 32 I think? Time: Saturday; Evening as Hank sets up for his classes. Rating:PG. We'll see. XD
Hank had been up for half the night, taking notes in fresh books that held that delightful 'new' smell and he couldn't help but stop occasionally to savour it before moving on to assault it with his quill and ink. Satisfied with his current notes and diagrams he gave a soft smile before he set the book down to return to his telescope; he wasn't expecting company and was dressed in his tailored black trousers with his shirt, tie and coat draped over the chair.
Casually he studied the stars, it was like crushed diamons were thrown against the velvet night sky and left to twinkle. Not many people looked up at the sky during the night and enjoyed the stars except for young lovers or those at sea trying to find their way home- well the latter was a long time ago. It seems the stars were loosing their appeal to the ones who dwelled down below.... Henry had become severely lost in his thoughts for quite some time before he heard the click of the door.
His ears perked and he instintively inhaled to catch the fresh scent of whoever it was sneaking into his class room, the astronomy tower was the highest of the Hogwarts turrets; this young lad was certainly lost.
"Can I help you lad?" Hank asked, pulling himself away from the telescope and observed the boy from across the room.
For a brief moment the redhead took time to look at his new surroundings. There were a bunch of instruments and weird things, and it looked so dingy that it seemed like people hadn't been in the room for a long time. He lost interest soon after taking look around and hadn't really been observant enough to notice the teacher, so when the mans voice spoke up it caught Luke by surprise; he jumped very slightly. "Geez!" He exclaimed, "Why are you hiding like that anyway!"
Despite the startled reaction, he started right on with his own reason for being in the classroom. In Luke's mind it wasn't a matter of could this person help him or not, helping him was their obligation and he wasn't going to hear otherwise. "I was looking for my parents, I was told they were instructors here." Luke raised an eyebrow as he crooked his head to get a better look at the person by the telescope...who was apparently blue for some reason or another. "I'm lost and I don't know where I'm supposed to be looking. I just want to get out of here."
"Boy, You have found the Astronomy tower, How can I see the stars when all the lights are on?" He questioned the boy, his tone showed his annoyance and dissapproval. But then again Hank told himself, perhaps he shouldn't be so quick to be irritated as it seemed he was lost; he remembered his first year at this school.
Turning back to his telescope he packed it up and pushed it to the side into it's resting place before he strode over to his chair to pull his shirt and coat back on "Where you looking for your room? I can show you where that is" He offered to him as he approached the door way.
Astronomy tower? Why in the world would a school like this need an astronomy tower? Looking at the sky was pretty pointless anyway since there was nothing interesting but little white star things up there, but that was beside the point. "I'd only be trying to find my room if I actually wanted to stay here." And there was no chance of that. He'd been enrolled in the sixth year and given everything he needed to be in the school but no one ever asked him about being enrolled in school. And frankly? Luke did not want to be enrolled in the backwater magic school with the weirdest name he'd ever heard.
"My parents are teachers here and I'm trying to find them so I can leave." Not that he knew what they taught or whatever. Not knowing their subjects or room names probably wouldn't matter as long as he gave a name. "Their last names are Fabre."
(Note:His parent's aren't actually teachers at the school, but he thinks they are.)
Casually he studied the stars, it was like crushed diamons were thrown against the velvet night sky and left to twinkle. Not many people looked up at the sky during the night and enjoyed the stars except for young lovers or those at sea trying to find their way home- well the latter was a long time ago. It seems the stars were loosing their appeal to the ones who dwelled down below.... Henry had become severely lost in his thoughts for quite some time before he heard the click of the door.
His ears perked and he instintively inhaled to catch the fresh scent of whoever it was sneaking into his class room, the astronomy tower was the highest of the Hogwarts turrets; this young lad was certainly lost.
"Can I help you lad?" Hank asked, pulling himself away from the telescope and observed the boy from across the room.
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Despite the startled reaction, he started right on with his own reason for being in the classroom. In Luke's mind it wasn't a matter of could this person help him or not, helping him was their obligation and he wasn't going to hear otherwise. "I was looking for my parents, I was told they were instructors here." Luke raised an eyebrow as he crooked his head to get a better look at the person by the telescope...who was apparently blue for some reason or another. "I'm lost and I don't know where I'm supposed to be looking. I just want to get out of here."
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"Boy, You have found the Astronomy tower, How can I see the stars when all the lights are on?" He questioned the boy, his tone showed his annoyance and dissapproval. But then again Hank told himself, perhaps he shouldn't be so quick to be irritated as it seemed he was lost; he remembered his first year at this school.
Turning back to his telescope he packed it up and pushed it to the side into it's resting place before he strode over to his chair to pull his shirt and coat back on "Where you looking for your room? I can show you where that is" He offered to him as he approached the door way.
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"My parents are teachers here and I'm trying to find them so I can leave." Not that he knew what they taught or whatever. Not knowing their subjects or room names probably wouldn't matter as long as he gave a name. "Their last names are Fabre."
(Note:His parent's aren't actually teachers at the school, but he thinks they are.)
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