fly away home

=͟͟͞͞➳ ❝ and maybe if professors weren’t so nosy, we wouldn’t feel the need to satisfy your curiousity all the time. ❞

=͟͟͞͞➳ ❝ miss brown, you were the one who asked the question. don’t penalize me for trying to understand.❞

“you know what’s just the worst…? rounding up thestrals. i mean, i can see them and all… but, bless them, they can be so creepy, passing through the fog in such a charming and ghostly manner — i love them, but they’re such a handful.”

“I never understood why we needed a herd of thestrals. It’s so... off-putting.”

“I’m not too sure how I should be responding to this so thanks, I guess.”

“The broomstick gene can’t have missed you. All of the other little Weasleys are natural fliers.”

“You obviously don’t know me, because calm is not really my thing…” 

“I know you’re a Weasley. That’s enough.”

“I’m not asking for advice, I was only just asking a question.”

“Alright. I don’t know what you’d be doing near a muggle gun anyway.”

=͟͟͞͞➳ dawn bites down on her lip, turning her head to the side. ❝ what is UP with you professors and your constant need to act as therapists? ❞

=͟͟͞͞➳ oliver rolls his eyes at her. ❝ maybe if the students weren’t so vocal about their problems we wouldn’t feel the need to comment on it.❞

Jane rolled her eyes at him, a smile escaping from her lips. “At least I made up for it with my excellent flying skills.” 

“Sure,” he said sarcastically. “You were a real natural.”

“If I’d have known that, perhaps I’d have shown up on time.”

Oli sighed. “Sort out the brooms Jo. And don’t be late next time. Also, Barrett is joining you tomorrow to teach. It’s his punishment.”

“Is this the staff bathrooms? I’m sorry, I had no idea. I wasn’t paying any attention.”

“Next time, try to go to the correct toilet, Kyra.”

“Then I just lose the parchment! Really talking is the most practical way.”

“I think I’m the same as everyone else, just a little more vocal about it. Thanks Professor, thank you so much! Every little bit counts.”

“Don’t you forget it as soon as you say it?”

“Hey, I was one of those eleven-year-olds. Flying was never my strong suit.”

“Let’s be honest, it’s still not.”

“Merlin, get out of here! I’m trying to change!”

“You shouldn’t be in the staff bathrooms.”

=͟͟͞͞➳ ❝ do you ever want to {START OVER} ? ❞

Oliver tilted his head to the side. “What do you mean?”

              “What are you doing just standing there?                We won’t get caught! Come dance!”

“Verity Deveraux,” Oliver said. “I do believe you were expecting someone else. What are you doing out of your bed?”

Frank swatted at the cane that prodded his leg and frowned. “That’s not what I meant. I meant, how are you feeling? Really?”

Oliver rolled his eyes. “Smashing. I get to teach eleven-year-olds which end of the broom to hold before they face plant into the grass.”