Post by GASTON GRAHAM on Jul 19, 2017 12:41:42 GMT -6
December was at the school in the blink of an eye. Given Gaston's position as a professor, he could go home for the vacation or he could stay at the school. The only reason he'd go home would be if the kids wanted to do that. While he wasn't feeling like dealing with everything, he might as well try to find one. The kids moved all around the castle. Maybe if he was smart he'd just aim for looking at the common rooms. Charlotte would be the best to look for first, though.
But not feeling like pushing into the Hufflepuff common room, he instead moved into the kitchens. He leaned against a counter and looked around. Charlotte would have to pass by to get in or out of her common room at some point or another. Maybe he'd get lucky and she'd just go ahead and come into the kitchens? It seemed unlikey, but he could hope.
Post by CHARLOTTE GRAHAM on Jul 25, 2017 0:16:43 GMT -6
Charlotte couldn't say that she was unhappy to see half the school year already over. As the days ticked by, she could feel herself slowly getting more and more tired. Transforming should be getting easier over time; but, between that and the constant downpour of homework, her aching body was more than ready to sleep for a week straight. There wasn't a lot she could do about that in the time being except try her best and hope everything worked out in the end. It seemed as good a plan as any to her, but she wasn't so sure her teachers felt the same way.
Caffeine was the only slightly better plan she had right then--well, other than returning to the wild and living in the woods forever--so she ducked into the kitchens on the way back to the dorm in hopes of finding a pot of coffee left over from breakfast. Instead, she found her uncle lingering by some grapes.
Post by GASTON GRAHAM on Jul 29, 2017 14:42:54 GMT -6
There weren't a lot of werewolves at Hogwarts, but the school itself seemed to be leaning towards a more progressive route. In fact, Gaston was one of two werewolves on staff. And he could think of at least three students who were werewolves. Maybe people were thinking with more open minds? He didn't mind, but he was pleased thinking that his niece wouldn't have too much trouble after Hogwarts. She might be able to get any job she wanted without people being prejudgist about it.
"I was sort of looking for you. But I didn't want to break into your common room." While he was a staff member, it still felt weird when he had to go into any of the houses. He'd been a Slytherin when he was at Hogwarts and he felt like he was going to be a Slytherin until the moment he died. "I was wondering if you were wanting to go home this Christmas break or if you'd prefer to stay here."
The kids couldn't go home unless he did, since then they'd be totally alone. He might just be their uncle or guardian, but at least he meant well.
Post by CHARLOTTE GRAHAM on Sept 2, 2017 1:39:57 GMT -6
Charlotte let out a huff of a laugh, dragging her hand across her face in exasperation. She supposed she should thank him for that. After all, it was weird enough having her uncle working at the school without him showing up in her room. Seriously, she'd never hear the end of it. Feeling like she always had someone looking over her should wasn't great, but listening to her roommates talk about him was almost enough to make her want to drop out. The repercussions of him showing up around them outside of class would be too much to take. Honestly she could go home right then, and it wouldn't matter to her. That wasn't something she felt like admitting or getting into in the slightest though. She wanted to make things seem like they were working, because none of them were going to get through this otherwise.
"I guess if Felix wants to we can. It'd be nice to have a family Christmas. It feels like a long time since we've had that, and I don't really want to spend Christmas morning with my professors in their pajamas."
Post by GASTON GRAHAM on Oct 14, 2017 0:28:50 GMT -6
Gaston hadn't fully thought about how hard it would be to change everything on her. He loved his niece. After all, why wouldn't he just accept her into his life without any hesitation at all? "Yeah. I'm sure hanging around your professors could be kind of weird for the whole thing." After all, he remembered being a student. It'd been forever and a day ago, but it just felt so weird. It seemed like it would be weird being on both of the sides of this fence.
Sure. They should ask her younger brother as well, but it felt kinda weird. Scratching the back of his head, Gaston shrugged. "Couldn't we just...out vote him and tell him what we're doing?" Not that he thought Felix would be against it. Wouldn't every kid prefer being away from their professors and junk?