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Post by thygreenthing77 on Dec 26, 2011 13:34:00 GMT
[/b] son's head of house![/i] Draco was disgusted. But he knew to give McKinney a chance. Maybe he was a mature, sophisticated young man who Draco would just about be able to put up with? Or, then again, maybe not. He'd heard stories about the man before but maybe they were lies, he'd have to find out for himself. Sighing, Draco narrowed his eyes and knocked forcefully on the door, paused for a second, then opened it... The office was a mess, there was rubbish scattered all over the place, especially on the man's desk. Also on the desk were two feet belonging to McKinney of course. Sat behind the desk, strumming a guitar lazily was McKinney himself. Draco knew he wasn't 'mature' or 'sophisticated' from his jeans and scruffy t-shirt. Even though it was the Christmas holidays, the man was dressed like a student. "Professor McKinney, I presume?" Draco drawled, clearly unimpressed.[/color][/ul] |
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Dec 26, 2011 14:41:55 GMT
[/i] Brent's train of thought was interrupted as he heard a knock at the door. When he looked up, he saw that his door had already been opened. Sighing, he put Charlie down and took a proper look at the rather haughty looking man stood in front of him. Brent crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow before saying, in an almost-drawl, "Y'know, when people knock, they usually wait to be invited in, Mister..." He trailed off, not sure who the man in front of him was and not really giving a damn either. "Yeah, Professor Brent McKinney is at your service, whatever that is." he smiled a little bit, looking and sounding a bit goofy.[/color][/font][/ul] |
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Post by thygreenthing77 on Dec 28, 2011 14:21:00 GMT
[/i]." he spat icily, "Draco Malfoy." McKinney hadn't even recognised him? Clearly a fool. "I must say, McKinney, how extraordinary it is that you failed to recognise me. Maybe that is down to your foul roots? Your dirty blood." he added, looking him straight in the eye. He was testing the man's patience, he wanted to see how he would react. Draco was sure that it would be interesting. He raised an eyebrow. No, not a fool. An idiot. "I was originally here to discuss my son's education with you. After all, you are his head of house. Though now, I am wondering if I should instead inform you that you shouldn't expect to be so for much longer..."[/ul][/color] |
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Post by Jaminson Redpaw on Dec 28, 2011 14:40:21 GMT
James was a bit hyper. Perhaps it was the energy drinks or too much sugar or maybe even both but hyper none the less. After running around James decided to visit Brent McKinney and have some sweets and tea.
So Jaminson Redpaw happily skipped along to the DADA classroom wearing a tuxedo and top hat while holding a small, dark blue bag.
"Hello Brent!" James knocked then burst into the room but realized there was someone else with Brent as well "Oh, if it isn't Mr. Malfoy himself! How do you do?"
James bowed to Draco and shook his hand. He then gave a curious, concerned look to Brent who seemed quite under the weather but realized that Mr. Malfoy didn't look too happy as well. He started to notice the messy room, Brent's sarcastic face and Draco's unimpressed look. Slowly, James started to put peices togeher but decided to ignore the picture.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Dec 28, 2011 16:00:46 GMT
[/b] fucking Malfoy. Not good, McKinney, not good at all.[/i] "Uh, sorry... sir." he said quickly, taking his feet off his desk and sitting up straight. Though he felt like hitting his head on his desk over and over again until he passed out. Brent's whole body froze, his expression darkening quickly as he rose to his feet in an attempt to defend himself. "My foul roots? My dirty blood?" he repeated quietly. Yeah, that was Draco Malfoy stood in front of him but Brent didn't care who he was because he had just been insulted. "Are you suggesting that I'm not good enough to work here because of my blood? Because I'm a Muggleborn?" he shouted passionately, "And I'm fucking glad not to be a pureblood who's got their head stuck so far up their own arse that they don't even listen to the rest of the world! I'll have you know that some of the best witches and wizards out there are or were Muggleborns! Like Hermione Granger! She's got more talent that the whole of your family put together!" Brent stopped, taking time to catch his breath and start to calm down a little. He needed to defend him and his blood. He wasn't going to take that from some poncy pureblood, even if it was Draco Malfoy. He looked up again and groaned when he saw Redpaw was now in his office also. "For fuck's sake Redpaw, what do you want now?" he cried, close to just storming out of the room.[/color][/font][/ul] |
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Post by thygreenthing77 on Dec 28, 2011 16:21:07 GMT
[/i]"Good morning, Professor Redpaw." he greeted him coldly, almost sneering at the man. ...Another mudblood to tarnish this dreaded school!Draco knew it wouldn't be wise for him to loose his temper now, especially since it looked like McKinney already had. So he managed to keep in control of his anger and smirked at McKinney. "Yes, McKinney, that is exactly what I was suggesting." he drawled in a slightly disinterested tone, knowing it would tick off the head of Ravenclaw even further. "Oh, really? Because I think that probably Scorpius or Alexandria would be able to beat her in a duel. Even my dear little Alisha could beat you. And I, well McKinney, I could kill you within the blink of an eye if I tried to!"[/color][/ul] |
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Post by Jaminson Redpaw on Dec 29, 2011 7:35:49 GMT
James started feeling slightly annoyed at the two men an their tense, unhappy mood. It was the holidays, no time to be fighting amongst themselves! So, James, in his extremely hyper state, did the most logical step to get rid of the tension. Jaminson Curtis Redpaw took out his wand and cast a cheering charm on Draco Malfoy and Brent McKinney.
"I came to ask you to hav some tea." James grinned taking some teacups, tea, a kettle and some cookies out of his smal bag "You may join us too Mr. Malfoy. In fact, it would be an honor if you could!"
James then roughly cleaned up Brent's office and got a table and 3 chairs. He put the stuff for tea on the table and started preparing the tea while serving some Christmas cookies and some cake to the other men.
"Have some sweets." James offered "I made them myself just earlier. The tea wil be done shortly."
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Dec 29, 2011 20:04:59 GMT
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Post by thygreenthing77 on Dec 29, 2011 20:57:54 GMT
[/i] love a spot of tea, don't you!" he beamed, clapping his hands together. the excitement was almost too much for him to handle. He then remembered what Brent had said and grinned. "Yes, I challenge you... to a tickle war!" he giggled, "Tickle! Tickle! Tickle!" Draco lunged forwards and started tickling the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher sat next to him. And he didn't stop; he wasn't going to stop.[/ul] |
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Post by Jaminson Redpaw on Dec 30, 2011 6:20:34 GMT
"The tea is ready!" James exclaimed, starting to pour the tea into cups and handing them to Brent and Draco "Come now Mr. Malfoy, let us have our tea then you can finish your tickle war with Professor McKinney! Are you sure you don't want some sweets Brent? They're very yummy if I can say so myself!"
James felt very content and happy that the mood had lightened up but he still was worried about Brent. But he decided to put it aside and just give a few curious, worried glances at his colleague.
"So, Mr. Malfoy, what brought you to Hogwarts today?" James inquired, sipping his tea and munching on a candy cane "I assume that you want to talk to your children's teachers. I'm Jaminson Redpaw, James for short, and I teach History of Magic. Well, I guess you already knew that... Anything you want to know from me?"
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Dec 30, 2011 10:46:25 GMT
[/b] Yes, tickled. It was still hard for him to get his head around, even if Malfoy was suffering from the effects of a strong cheering charm. "Peadophile! Get yours hands off me!" Brent screamed at Malfoy before pulling away from him and moving his chair as far away from Malfoy as possible, even if that meant he had to sit right next to Redpaw. At this moment in time, anything was better than being tickled by Draco Malfoy. Brent found himself clutching onto James's arm as he glared, still recovering from the attack, at the blonde man sat across the table, beaming at him. "I am not finishing his stupid 'tickle war'." he hissed. Brent looked down at tea and sniffed it tentatively before turning his nose up at it. "I'm sure, Redpaw. Thanks... but no thanks." He cast a silent accio charm and a can of beer came flying over to him from his secret beer supply, he chugged down the whole can in one go and grinned, "Much better than your poncy tea!"[/color][/font][/ul] |
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Post by thygreenthing77 on Dec 30, 2011 12:14:49 GMT
[/i] love a spot of tea!"[/color][/ul] |
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Thank yooouuu!! <3