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Post by Devin Brady on Jul 28, 2007 19:26:09 GMT -5
"Don't pity me please," he said in a calm voice, gathering himself once more, though a sad look still sat on his face. "I didn't tell you what I did to make you feel bad for me. I told you because you had a right to know what drove me to continue. And I know its difficult to understand fear pushing someone to randomly start a fight. But to make it clear, it wasn't fear that started it, the disrespect started it. Fear caused me to get mad more easily, and pushed me to release pent up stress. I wasn't looking to hurt your brother, and I didn't. Maybe slightly emotionally, but that would be all. I didn't use dangerous spells, he wasn't in the paper, only I suffered from it... rightfully."
“I must ask one last question about the incident though, if you wouldn’t mind…..Did Alfonz try to leave? Did he at any time as you were arguing try to leave the area?”
This wasn't a difficult question to answer. Did he try to leave yes, but that was right before the fight broke out. "Only once, your brother only tried to leave once and walk away. Thats when I said to say hi to you." It wasn't that he wanted to embaress the boy, he wanted to teach him a lesson, teach him to respect those around him. "He tried to walk away, I'm sure knowing full well that we were going to fight. But I knew I had the upper hand, so I had no fear of a fight. Little did I know it would get me fired. I wanted to teach him a lesson. I wanted him to know that for one he should respect those around him, two he shouldn't try and push people around... I'm sorry I just didn't find that right."
Looking around the room he sighed, he wished he had come here under a different light. It seemed no one looked at him and saw a brave ex-auror who spent his life protecting them. Instead they saw a crazy ex-auror who should be locked up in Azkaban, not free to roam the halls of their sacred school. He knew that very few people understood where he was coming from, only those few still stood by him. Raynor was one, even though she and him had grown up hating each other, there was some mutual respect there. At least he respected her, she might have just gave him the job for saving her life. Then there was Corrion, he had rushed in an gotten into an argument with the Minister right after Devin was fired. Again though that could have been only because he was losing one of his best aurors, Devin just didn't know anymore.
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Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Jul 29, 2007 10:01:31 GMT -5
Pity? That was far from the emotion Celina was trying to portray to her Professor. Maybe from all the emotions she was feeling, they were crossing her face wrong, however, the expression of disbelief that now crossed her face would have signaled to anyone that pity was the last thing she was about to give to this man. He had instigated a duel with her brother. One that now Brady admitted that Alfonz tried to flee from and be the bigger man about. He tried to leave before he had lost his cool, and the man just cooed him back using her of all people to get to him. Celina was becoming more furious by the second, and also more worried. Her brother was someone that she knew had patience, but this man was able to drive them out of him in front of a ton of people in Diagon Alley. It was his voice….it had to be. Brady’s voice was very cool and collected this whole time, and almost trans-like for Celina but she had kept focus. Not to mention with all of the information and emotions flipping through her body, she was to involved to be fooled with any sort of tone the man gave out.
So, now she had to continue with the interview? She was kicking herself badly at that very moment, and Celina tried to calm herself a bit. Between her shaky nerves and her annoyance she was having a hard time focusing on which feeling was more relevant to the conversation at had. “I wasn’t pitying you professor. Just expressing my sympathies. I have no idea what it feels to lose a loved one, but I have no idea what would happen if I were to lose anyone. Especially, Alfonz.” The only one true thing that Celina was grateful for was that this man who stood before her had not killed her brother. She wouldn’t have known what to do with herself if he had.
His later statements about why the duel had progressed confused Celina even more. Brady was contradicting himself left and right, and Celina couldn’t hold her tongue. “So, because he pushed you around a bit….but then tried to leave, you wouldn’t let him leave because you wanted to push him around….er….excuse me, I mean you wanted to teach him a lesson? “ It wasn’t like Alfonz was a student or something that Brady had control over, and if that was how he treated the family members of students, Celina worried now how he’d treat the actual students. What if someone got out of line? Would he hex them to teach them manners? Celina fidgeted in her seat again, her own fear of knowledge about this man rising to the surface.
Celina brushed over the man’s apology. Could he truly be sorry? Or was it, he was sorry because he lost his job at the ministry? Celina’s eyes showed their own sadness. It could have been pity for the man finally, that he had such a horrid life that he had to take it out on civilians, even if the civilian was rude. It could have been sadness that Brady truly had no idea to the extent of what he did, and Celina knowing nothing as well was saddened by her brother’s untold story. Though whatever the case, it was there. The girl was upset and emotions running in all different directions making her as confused as ever about what she was supposed to feel about this man. If he had not tried to be so arrogant Celina could have found herself liking and admiring him for all of his great accomplishments that she too, hoped she would be able to have. But at the moment, she was utterly overwhelmed with knowledge that she feared she wouldn’t be able to sort out before she left to see Alfonz over winter break.
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Post by Devin Brady on Jul 30, 2007 0:16:22 GMT -5
((You know its kind of funny, cause honestly I don't think anyone would honestly get fired for that. It's probably isn't that unusual in the real world, a cop getting in a fight when they are off duty. Whats even funnier is that this is that I think this is the only site where Devin hasn't come across as this great guy, but instead is seen as this cocky jerk. And I'm not saying its your character, cause obviously you wouldn't agree with him, but even all the others. He's just a smart, brave, yet somewhat reserved and lonely man... while still being charming. I think I'm going to have to work hard in the future to win the students over.))
The minutes that had passed had been stressful at lightest, he almost felt that they would be better off calling the meeting and canceling the interview. Yet truly deep down he knew that would be a bad idea, for multiple reasons. One he would have one student that disliked, him probably more when friends were added in. Two he was hoping this article would free the students of their fears about him... but now, now it seemed things were really only getting worse. Had getting in a fight really been so bad? Maybe it was him, but he could have sworn that more than once he had witnessed a fight, much worse than this one too. It could of course just been weird to see a man such as himself fight, but then again his outward appearance wasn't always the same as the way his mind worked. He remembered during his schooling, getting in a few scuffles, and more than one duel with Tamis Raynor.
He sighed as the girl continued to push for answers about he brother, it wasn't that he could blame her. She wanted to know what happened, and had a right to know, but he wasn't as fond of talking about it. For one it was a terrible mistake, two it was an embarressment. "I baited him back, because I knew he wouldn't change because I told him to. My mind had become befuddled in all the insults, and I thought what better way to get him to respect others, then to show him not everyone you push around is as weak as they seem. He thought I was some haughty old man trying to tell him what to do." He paused taking a deep breath, his eloquent Irish accent turning slightly more rough. "Your brother is a very rude boy, he pushes people around like he's superior to everyone. I'm sorry Ms. Jedynak, your brother needs to learn his place. Do I regret what I did, yes. Would I do it again, no. Do I think he should still be taught a lesson.... yes."
He wouldn't lie to the girl, her brother was clearly a jerk. She couldn't have missed that fact. He was pretty much the classic bully, he pushed others around thinking he could do whatever he wanted. Or say whatever he wanted, it wasn't true. There were tougher people in the world, and somtimes those you bite, bite back. He poured himself some tea, and sat back in the chair a little. Taking a sip he looked across to the girl, "We can end if you would like... Or we could even return to this another time. You might like to process the information, I know you've learned a lot already and we've hardly got into the interview." He knew she would probably say no, that she wanted to continue, but he had to ask. He didn't think he could deal with talking about the incident anymore. It of course had almost ruined his life.
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Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Jul 30, 2007 9:27:45 GMT -5
(( Ah, yes. They may not get fired from their jobs, but as with your situation it depends on what is happening in the world at the time of the attack. Take for instance a cop beating up someone based on their race or something, then they would get fired and possibly charged with a hate crime. So, it does happen. Not often, but it does. As for being liked on this site…..well, doesn’t it make things more interesting when you have to work for what every other site just gave you? )) Celina finally looked away from Professor Brady. With her thirst…almost lust for the knowledge about her brother she had pressed to many buttons herself, and overstepped all boundaries. She had forgotten in the heat of the moment that he was in fact her superior by being her professor. Celina had no say in what happened with the hiring of the school, and it was unlike her to press issues that were truly none of her concern. If they had been, wouldn’t Alfonz himself had told her? She let out a shaky sigh, realizing yet again that in her nervousness she was holding her breath. “I’m sorry, Professor…I didn’t mean to press,” Celina said softly, barely audible. She was embarrassed by her sudden rudeness that was almost uncontrollable. She was there for a paper interview, not to put this man through an interrogation. “I was just surprised with the information…it was really none of my concern.” Still looking at the floor, she felt the man’s presence find it’s way back to the seat he once held before the discussion had gotten so heavy with the information. She heard the trickling of a liquid and looked up a bit to see what it was. It had distracted her slightly from her thoughts about how this was probably the worst first impression she could have ever made. He may have not been the best choice for the position in her mind, but Professor Brady was in charge, and therefore should have been shown ten times more respect. Alfonz may have been a bit harder to deal with for Brady, but she was nothing like her brother in that sense. She sat up in her chair as the Professor spoke. "We can end if you would like... Or we could even return to this another time. You might like to process the information, I know you've learned a lot already and we've hardly got into the interview."Celina’s eyes grew wide, now realizing even more how foolish she had been. Felicity would be expecting an article from her about this professor and all she had gotten so far was information that she couldn’t even put in the paper. In order to protect herself, let alone the man who sat across from her. “Oh, no…please, I mean….I’m totally capable of going on if you are, Professor.” Celina had been slacking, and with someone who did have so many plaques on his wall, he would probably think less of her in class for that reason if not for the fact of the first impression in general. And in the year of her OWLS! Fear now surged through her body once more, but not of the man, but of the power he held just as her professor. Celina figured that she had really done it this time. Shifting through her notes, she instinctively put the quill of Brady’s behind her ear to hold it while she got herself organized once more. Her eyes showed an intensity of diligence that so far throughout the interview had been clouded over with confused emotions. At least, when working, she knew what she was doing and had to do. No more mistakes, or distractions. She wouldn’t have it. “I do have more,…interview, paper, questions…..” she trailed off finally finding the paper that held the questions. Smiling to herself, the dimple showed through on her left cheek. Sighing she laid the parchment down on her lap and took the quill from behind her ear. “Ok,” she started. “How do you find yourself qualified for the Professor's position?” It was a good question, however, until this very moment Celina hadn’t realized how pertinent it really was.
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Post by Devin Brady on Jul 30, 2007 18:06:17 GMT -5
((Well lets not forget, this exact crime wasn't a hate crime. Pssh... I mean plus I didn't even beat him up. As for your other question... no. I'm a complete slacker, I prefer things handed to me.))
Quickly the girl began to apologize about straying so far off topic. He actually felt somewhat bad, he didn't mean to embarrass her. "Please, there is no need to be sorry," he said in a very kind reassuring voice, "You were curious, and had every right to be. It's just a rough subject for me to speak about. That job was my life, I rarely had a day off, and I'd been jumping around for months. The day I lost that job, the whole world was flipped upside down. It wasn't until Professor Raynor offered me the job, that things began to steady again."
He smiled as she said she was fine to actually get back to the interview, and that she would be more than happy to continue as long as he was fine with it. "Oh yes, please ask away. There is no doubt in my mind that I would prefer to continue. We can't have you missing a deadline can we?"
“Ok. How do you find yourself qualified for the Professor's position?
"Well in all honesty teaching has always been a dream of mine, since I was myself in school here at Hogwarts. By my 7th year, as Head Boy, I realized that at some point in my life, I would love the opportunity to come back to the school I saw as home and teach." A slight pause occurred as he thought, before continuing on with his statement, "Now of course a dream can't be seen as a qualification, but I think it couldn't do anything but help. Along with the top scores in my year, and my time spent as Head Boy, I can also attribute 15 years as an auror, as well as numerous awards for my well recognized skill in the field. So I think I am qualified enough, as does Deputy Headmistress Raynor."
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Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Jul 30, 2007 18:22:13 GMT -5
(( Oh, I didn't forget. But still, I'm almost positive if a cop beat someone up...aka shot them with their weapon...aka wand....in RL there would be some consequences against them...whether it be losing their job or otherwise. And come on now, working is half the fun of playing. )) Brady apologized and Celina just continued with the interview. There was need to be sorry. She had shown to much interest in a topic she did not belong, however, saying so would only lead to more apologies or talk about it. Celina decided then to just smile sweetly and shrug as if it were nothing and he did not need to apologize. She would have apologized for her brother, but frankly she still didn't believe that it was necessary for the most part. Nor was it her place. "Oh yes, please ask away. There is no doubt in my mind that I would prefer to continue. We can't have you missing a deadline can we?"At his agreeing to continue, Celina found herself a bit shocked, and somewhat taken aback. Her face turned a bit pink, and her eyes drifted back down to her paper where she started to jot down notes again. She was amazed at how, even after all of what they had discussed, how the Professor was still so enthusiastic about giving the article a go. "No...I can't miss the deadline." Celina smiled shyly and took down what he responded with. "You were head boy?" Celina asked about his statement. It's not as though she couldn't see it, with all of his plaques and such, but at the same time she almost wondered how. She caught her thoughts and corrected herself, almost at the same time her quill did at one of her words. Bloody quill, she thought to herself about how annoying that could get. But then something else stuck out about his reply. Professor Raynor knew about him and thought he was qualified. Did she know everything? "And...if you don't mind me asking...was Professor Raynor you knew from the ministry and worked with? Is that how she knows that you're qualified for the position?" Celina almost wondered if she had gotten from him as many details as she had just gotten minutes before. Did Raynor know that he attacked Alfonz? Did she know about the sexual innuendos? Did she know, and if she did why wasn't Celina informed? And Brady said that Raynor knew he was qualified...but did that also mean she trusted him? So many more questions, and yet, the Raven almost wondered how many of them were to far over the lines of appropriate.
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Post by Devin Brady on Jul 31, 2007 1:17:33 GMT -5
He grinned a little, as she asked about him being Head Boy. It wasn't a full smile, he could't deny that he was still a little disappointed by all the talk about the incident. But he was sure the grin would do. "Yes I was Head Boy, back when I was still spending each of my nights in Gryffindor Tower. Well either there or the pitch. I did rather well as Head Boy, for the most part. Albus Dumbledore took me under his wing, became a sort of mentor for me." He remembered Dumbledore fondly. It was because of his death that he became more involved in the war. It was because of his death that he had joined the Order of the Phoenix. Really it was because of him that he had been brave enough to do most things in his life.
She then questioned him on Raynor. Asking if he knew her through work at the Ministry. "Tamis Raynor and I have a long and complicated history. We attended school around the same time, she was only two years behind me. Lets just say we came in contact with each other sometimes more than I would have liked." He almost laughed as he thought about the rivalry that was only now starting to heal. "During her time at the Ministry, me and Professor Raynor had little communication. Me and her had contact with different people." She had of coursespent the war fighting soley for the Minstry. "But we have been in recent contact a couple times. I was stationed here at the school for a good while, though I wasn't forced here like many others. I had a sort of free flying agreement, I went where they needed me."
"But yes I dealt with her every once and a while, and she recently came and asked me to come help at the school. She doesn't put too much trust in the Ministry, though I can't say I blame her. Hogwarts and Minister Thornbrush don't have the best history. Don't get me wrong there of course are many smart people at the Ministry such as Jacob Corrion or Demetrio Sheehy. But some of the others don't make the best choices." He smiled a little a genuine smile. "I was actually very suprised when Professor Raynor came to ask me to join the school. You see we both know each other very well. I've kept an eye out for her in the news and such I'm sure she has done the same, but we never have really gotten along."
"You see when I said that we came in contact more than I would have liked I was serious. We were rivals of sort back at Hogwarts. I was a well liked kid, who loved to pull funny pranks. She, well she loved pranks as well, in a different manor. So we grew up butting heads, two smart kids, one who got a lot of attention, one who didn't. If I had a choice I would have choosen to be the less popular of the two, I wasn't. You see it wasn't just that I was a smart kid. I was a pretty decent quidditch player, at least good enough to be captain in my later years, and plus being funny I got a lot of attention. Then when I became head boy, I was forced to start giving her detention. She didn't like it and after school we stayed clear of each other. But things are much better now, working for the same cause." Thinking he added as a side note, "I think you might want to keep the whole history about me and Professor Raynor out of the paper. Only because I don't know how she would feel about me talking about her past."
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Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Jul 31, 2007 16:32:18 GMT -5
Celina caught a glimpse of the man’s grin when talking about his Head Boy position. This was totally different from Corey’s explanation or feelings of the position. Both men seemed proud of their accomplishments, but where Corey was highly modest about the honor, Professor Brady seemed almost as if he could talk about it forever if Celina asked more about it. She smiled back, putting the quill to the paper and wrote. head boy….mentor was Dumbledore…. Dumbledore? Wasn't that the last headmaster here? Celina was sure she had heard the name from her parents, probably her mother. Celina's mother had gone to Hogwarts in the past and Celina was almost sure that something had been said about the man when Celina was accepted to only Hogwarts. She would have to ask more about him later. "I was actually very surprised when Professor Raynor came to ask me to join the school.He was surprised? Celina snickered to herself a bit, not meaning to. The feeling was mutual for sure. Celina looked up and tried to smile sweetly. Looking back down at her parchment, she continued to jot down notes on Raynor and Brady and their past together. It was really juicy in Celina’s outlook and it made her smirk to think of her head of house as a prankster. No wonder her and Drew got along so well. Celina smiled to herself, and thought about how much she couldn’t wait to talk to Drew after this interview. He was a bit concerned when Celina told him about the interview, but she had told him that there was nothing to worry about. How wrong Celina had been. "I think you might want to keep the whole history about me and Professor Raynor out of the paper. Only because I don't know how she would feel about me talking about her past."“Oh,” Celina said as she looked down at her parchment. “That’s probably true,” she agreed with her professor almost wondering if it was also because some of it was maybe not true. Lying? About Raynor? Possibly, but Celina couldn’t be sure. She still planned on trying to find her Head of House to talk with, or maybe Drew could do it. Yea, that would probably be a better way. Celina started crossing out all she had written, sighing a bit. He was disappointed? Well, she was frustrated. So, now on to the next question. "As you have past experience as being an auror, as we've discussed do you find that your employment here will benefit in a more secure environment?" Celina almost hesitated when asking. Secure? Brady? Sure, if he has the wand and no one dared to mess with him.
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Post by Devin Brady on Aug 4, 2007 23:44:36 GMT -5
He paused and thought for a moment as she seemed a bit out of luck as he told her she shouldn't put the part about him and Raynor in the paper. "Well Ms. Jedynak, you could always ask Professor Raynor about it. As long as she says yes, then I would be more than happy to let you put it in the paper." Hey what did he mind if she put it into the paper, the student body already had their fears about him, it shouldn't add to any. He liked to think that it was a bit of a laugh, maybe if they could get a laugh out of it, it might help lighten there perspective of him.
The next question was really more difficult to answer. If he put down the Ministry, he would not only be causing more contraversy for the school, but also he would be putting down his colleagues. It was true that the Ministry was giving Hogwarts more or less the slackers and screw ups, but they were still aurors. Meaning they still had passed the academy, and were led by Corrion. Plus almost everything that the actual school could do was being done. The only improvement that could be made would be taking good aurors from other dangerous places and moving them to Hogwarts. Well he knew what had to be said, and he could admit he would be a help. At least, he had an idea of the flaws the aurors had.
"I would like to assure everyone now, as an ex-auror I feel that every step is being taken at Hogwarts to assure the safety of all the students attending school. Even without me working at the school as a professor, the school would be well guarded, as well as one of the safest places in all of England. However do I believe that it may help to have me working for the school? Well it couldn't hurt. I would have to say that along with the fact that it is another trained professional on the staff, that I may also be useful in assuring that the school is secure in whatever way possible." That sounded about right. He was modest, yet he admited he could be seen as a help, and shed good light on the Ministry.
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Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Aug 5, 2007 0:49:24 GMT -5
Celina nodded as he inquired about asking Professor Raynor about putting anything about her in the paper. She agreed that that could be done, and figured that she was going to find a way to talk to her any ways, so if anymore came up about her then she'd consider doing so. However, as of now, she doubted that she would need anything more than the plain comment that Raynor and Brady knew each other would work quite well. If anything, it'd help him in the paper article she was to write for the student body to know that their Deputy Head Mistress knew Brady. It would have calmed her nerves to know that, though by this time in the interview her nerves were already to shot to be calmed. So, somewhat numb she just continued the interview.
As she listened to his response to her question, a new man could be heard. Not the one that had attacked her brother, not one that had to show her anything to be respected...almost modest of sorts. It caught her attention as she looked up, somewhat puzzled. Celina wondered if he was feeling more comfortable, in his own shoes maybe...or maybe it was a swing of sanity that the man had every once and a while. She liked it, and actually did feel assured a bit by just his saying. The sudden realization of what she was thinking snapped into her like she had run into a brick wall. Her face flushed a bit, as she went back to her parchment and started writing down the answer to her question. Could he help them in a time of need? Celina really couldn't have been the one to know, but now she questioned and dared to answer; just maybe he could.
As he ended, Celina looked up and smiled a bit more with feeling this time. It was as if her curiosity was peaked again and the knowledge to know more about this man filled her thoughts. Sure, he was her professor, and ex-auror, and had many great accomplishments, but that really didn't describe who he was. Was a person all of what they had done with themselves and nothing more? Her father seemed to think so, her mother wouldn't argue against her father, and her brother lived up to be the quidditch pro their father never could. But in the end, Celina knew that even Alfonz had a side to him that was not all about his accomplishments in life. The unique side to him that he kept to himself mostly. She knew some of it, but not many did, and no one to Celina's knowledge knew all of it.
So, it brought her back to her question about Brady. How was he unique? Still smiling she leaned back a bit more comfortably in her chair, her hands on her lap as she looked at the man. Almost studying him a bit. Sheepishly, she tried to jest a bit as she asked her next question, "So, Professor, do you have anything unique about yourself that you would not mind sharing with the student body?" She giggled at her failed attempt of sounding like a professional tabloid reporter, and told herself if anything she'd only report the real news. However, she hoped that his answer was interesting. At least then, she'd have something to brighten up the article with. And as she looked at how this man acted now, she almost would swear he totally had something to tell.
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Post by Devin Brady on Aug 5, 2007 3:59:47 GMT -5
The girl seemed more relaxed, really allowing Devin to become more relaxed. In all honesty he felt like he had really nothing left that he could use to reassure the girl. It was really out of character for him to be pushing out his accomplishments and such. It almost made him feel weird, as if he was truly crazy. She seemed to accept his answer with ease, maybe he could win over the students, that was a thought for another time though. She had asked another question, this the hardest by far, and that was saying a lot, because he faced a ton of hard questions today.
Unique, what was unique. Not Devin Brady, no he was anything but unique. Maybe hard working, deligent, but everything he had recieved was really due to hard work. What had he ever done that was unique? Well he wasn't qutite sure when it came down to it. He was known for being quite the quidditch player when he was younger, but truly he felt like he was no better than the others. And that wasn't really unique, the only unique thing that came from that was an offer or two to play pro. There was a unique point in his family life, but that wasn't really him. He inwardly sighed and looked the girl over, with a bit of a fake frown, before smiling a bit.
"Well I don't know if I have much that would fit this field, I am really a pretty normal guy. But I guess I can think of one or two things. My parents, Edward and Mary Brady both fought in the first war against, Lord Voldemort, though sadly they didn't make it out alive. I was raised in fact by my grandparents instead. My father was also an auror, and one of the reasons I choose to become one. As for anything else interesting, the only thing I could really think of would be that I turned down a chance to play professional quidditch after my 7th year. I personally felt I was never the worlds best quidditch player, and it would be a bit dull of me to attempt to play pro."
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Celina Jedynak
Ravenclaw
Seventh year
Because it just took time, before a bird's wings could heal again.
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Post by Celina Jedynak on Aug 18, 2007 20:00:07 GMT -5
As Professor Brady began to answer the question, Celina started jotting everything down. As soon as he said a particular name, however, she could feel a cold dark chill run up the back of her spine. She closed her eyes for a second and counted to ten in her head. She knew who You-know-who was, didn't anyone? Her father had also fought against him and the death eaters, but that was the second war when the boy who lived was around. They seemed to be all sorts of fairy tales to Celina, as she was much to young to really know or comprehend all that was happening. Her brother knew though. He was six years older than her, and as she was just a baby, he grew up with it and their father's stories, which were later told to her right before her bedtime. They literally scared her into submission. Her father and brother would tell her such horrid things the man named....Voldemort......had done to people. Men.....woman.....and children alike. When they went off by themselves, away from those who could protect them, that's when he snatched out their souls with the unmentionable killing curse. Celina finally had to exhale a breath and open her eyes as she reached number ten. Her eyes glued to what she had wrote, only stiffened her. She crossed out the name and just wrote the letter 'V'....it wasn't that hard to remember what that meant. Her breath shaky, she hoped the professor didn't realize her pause and she continued writing her notes on what he continued saying. How silly would she look for being so scared over just a name...? A name that weilded such great fear in many, a long time ago. As he told of his parents not making it out alive, it only made her blood curl more. The stories, as she well knew, were not just stories as she would have liked to believe. Celina just secretly hoped that nothing like you-know-who and his followers would never happen to that extreme again. Celina read the news, what pureblooded child didn't as they grew up? And she heard the rumors and whispers of other groups forming....but that was why they had aurors, right? To protect them from such things. An expression of sadness and sympathy for Brady passed over her face. She said nothing, however, knowing that her sympathies were not wanted. Celina took down the rest of the notes as he finished his answer and she nodded. She thought to bring up in conversation anything about her own family, but then thought better against it. What did she have to compare to this man? He did say that the Jedynaks were animals to Alfonz, and maybe in some cases they were a bit more animalistic in their ways....but they were not anything close to actual animals. Where Celina could see Brady's findings in just Alfonz alone, Celina had lived with them all of her life and was not about to abandon them. Though, she wasn't being asked to, it was just the way she felt. Not to mention, bringing up that her brother played quidditch would only lead back to their duel in her mind, and there was enough said on that aspect. "Very nice, Professor," she responded to his reply with what she could only think of as the best response she had. "Was there anything else that you'd like me to put in the paper...to include in to your interview?" Celina smiled warmly at the man. He couldn't do anything to her, and he wasn't her enemy. Her brother's, maybe, but she had to show him respect for what he now was. And to get the grades she needed, and the positions of honor that she hoped to one day achieve.....yes, she would be nice to this Professor. Though, that didn't mean she had to like him per say. There were still so many unanswered questions that would palgue her...but Celina knew better than to ask them. She had learned the hard way for her curiosity one to many times to push it in an interview. (sorry this took so long )
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