Post by cronon on Oct 21, 2007 16:49:08 GMT -5
Alexander’s search for the knowledge he wanted was pestering him again, and after class Alexander had found more confidence in the ex auror than he had had with him when he had first met the man at the last Quidditch game. As it was that Brady was not apart of the ministry anymore, Alexander almost wondered if he would even answer any of his questions about he ministry and how it worked. Not to mention, Alexander wasn’t even sure if Brady was allowed to tell anyone, let alone a student.
He let out a shaky sigh as he walked up to his Professor’s office. Alexander had never gone to a professor’s office before, except to his head of house to discuss what he wanted to do with his life the year before, but other than that he had never needed or wanted to. He wasn’t as diligent as he should have been probably, and therefore never felt any reason to have to see any of the professors other than in class. Alexander could only hope that Brady not be busy with anything to important to speak with him.
With a bit of effort, Alexander raised his hand and rapped on the office door with his knuckles three times. He waited and his hand started to shake again. Alexander shook it, looking concerned at it. It hadn’t started until he was forced to watch what happened to Felicity, just like all the rest of the Great Hall. He had held people back with his hands that had wanted to react immediately. They had needed Shaw to be perfectly distracted…Alexander caught himself multiple times wondering if he could have stopped what was happening to Miss Hjort….only to realize, that without a wand…he was a powerless muggle.
He let out a shaky sigh as he walked up to his Professor’s office. Alexander had never gone to a professor’s office before, except to his head of house to discuss what he wanted to do with his life the year before, but other than that he had never needed or wanted to. He wasn’t as diligent as he should have been probably, and therefore never felt any reason to have to see any of the professors other than in class. Alexander could only hope that Brady not be busy with anything to important to speak with him.
With a bit of effort, Alexander raised his hand and rapped on the office door with his knuckles three times. He waited and his hand started to shake again. Alexander shook it, looking concerned at it. It hadn’t started until he was forced to watch what happened to Felicity, just like all the rest of the Great Hall. He had held people back with his hands that had wanted to react immediately. They had needed Shaw to be perfectly distracted…Alexander caught himself multiple times wondering if he could have stopped what was happening to Miss Hjort….only to realize, that without a wand…he was a powerless muggle.