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Post by alfonztytusjedynak on Apr 21, 2008 19:11:16 GMT -5
4:03pmFuming, his eyes dark and dangerous looking, danced as his face was cold and statue like. Alfonz Jedynak made his way up to the fifth floor from his ground floor office a few hours after he had stewed on all of what Celina had spoken to him about all that had gone on that day within her History of Magic class. This Griffiths guy had rubbed him the wrong way, and Alfonz had never even met the guy. But he had turned his classroom into a threatening environment, one that wasn’t comfortable for his younger sister…comfortable? Try safe. And therefore, Griffiths was walking on a very thin plane of ice… Going to Raynor first should have been the procedure that Alfonz should have followed, but then again, Alfonz doubted that she’d take care of it in the way that it should be taken care of. Alfonz just planed on talking with the man, but who knew where that would eventually lead. Alfonz had an idea of where it might lead, but he didn’t care. Not when the man had messed with Celina…even if it was more in Celina’s mindset that he had messed up, and even if Alfonz may have seemed to the man that he was defending all of the students involved, he didn’t care. At that moment, something needed to be done, and Alfonz wasn’t about to just sit around and wait for something to happen. Going up to the door with the man’s name on it, Alfonz pounded loudly. If the man didn’t hear him, it would have shocked Alfonz. Alfonz was pissed, and as he impatiently waited for the door to open, his foot tapped from irritation. “Griffiths!” Alfonz yelled through the door, knowing the name from the sign on the door, and from his younger sister. “I’m impatient to speak with you, sir,” Alfonz growled through the door. ((VERY AND COMPLETELY OPEN; Griffiths…you home? ))
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Alexander Griffiths
Hogwarts Staff
Professor History of Magic
...Angels guide me, but fate plays with me...[on:Color][of:Black and white]
Posts: 327
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Post by Alexander Griffiths on Apr 21, 2008 20:52:55 GMT -5
Alex was sorting out his artifacts and placing them at the back of the office, he needed something to do after the most humiliating N.E.W.T. he just had. He had just finished placing the last crate to a corner and was about to start with his tomes when a knock made him look towards the door. Alex sighed and he walked over to the door, "Coming coming" he said.
Alex reached the door and he opened it to find and irritated man, "What can I do for you....uhmm....Alfonz is it?" he asked. Alex scratched his head and looked at him, then it hit him. "Celina.." he muttered, looking away from him. Alex then groaned, another reminder of his class. Alex couldn't deny it now though, he just stepped out of the way to let Alfonz in and sighed. Big trouble, two teachers already. Is this really the biggest issue one may take? he thought, looking at Alfonz.
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Post by alfonztytusjedynak on Apr 21, 2008 21:13:21 GMT -5
What can I do for you....uhmm....Alfonz is it?
Alfonz raised an eyebrow at his collegue and examined the man. Who the hell did he think he was? "That's right. Seems as if you had a bit of trouble today in one of your classes." Alfonz stated, trying to remain as calm as he could. "Or should I say, you caused a bit of unneeded distress," Alfonz sneered, trying to speak pleasantly through gritted teeth. The man realized who he was truly, and as Griffiths whispered a name that Alfonz could make out very clearly, (only because he was half expecting him to connect the dots), Alfonz narrowed his gaze at him.
He groaned out loud and Alfonz crossed his arms as if holding himself back right then from coming at the man with everything he had. He had to be somewhat calm about this, especially since whatever he did would reflect off of his sister. Celina was the man's only saving grace at that moment, and Alfonz only wondered if Griffiths knew just how lucky he really was.
He moved out of Alfonz's way in order to grant him access and Alfonz shook his head. "I'm sure that would be an unwise idea for me to enter into a secluded room with you at this moment," he said bluntly. He wasn't afraid of this guy, nor was he at all intimidated by him. "But I would like to know why the hell my sister came to me bawling her eyes out, and what in merlin's name you actually thought you were thinking?!"
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Alexander Griffiths
Hogwarts Staff
Professor History of Magic
...Angels guide me, but fate plays with me...[on:Color][of:Black and white]
Posts: 327
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Post by Alexander Griffiths on Apr 21, 2008 21:22:15 GMT -5
"Look, I have minimal patience and me meeting Annemarie Van Aller last night was my last straw. I didn't mean to take it out on the students, I just snapped" he said, sighing. This was what he was afraid of, short fused complainers. "Suit yourself, I'm not doing anything to you" he added, and he didn't do anything to Celina. Alex was too stressed right now though.
"Do what you want to do, whatever you want to do... I'm just here, if you feel it right to hit me then do so. If you feel you want to complain, complain away. I won't do anything" he said, rubbing his temple. He was getting a headache now, "I don't really care what you do to me" he added. Alex wasn't scared of Alfonz, but if backing off was better then he would gladly back off.
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Post by alfonztytusjedynak on Apr 21, 2008 21:35:32 GMT -5
That wasn't what Alfonz wanted to hear, nor was it anything close to what he had asked of the man. However, as he mentioned the mudblood professor, van Aller, Alfonz couldn't help but open his mouth. "Ah, a run in with the Slythierin Head of House. That broad would definitely frustrate me too...especially, since she's one of the one's at this school that just can't seem to find their place, or where it isn't." Alfonz only remembered to clearly the deal he had made with the Muggle Studies Professor, and how she had backed out at the last minute when he had come to collect. "However, professor," Alfonz said mockingly. "That's not what...I...asked you," again he growled at the man, his eyes were only that much more infuriated.
When the man gave himself up so easily, Alfonz had to hold himself back even that much more. There were so many things he was thinking about doing, but the girl he had just held in his arms for about two hours....was preventing him from doing anything to the man. "I'll only ask you once more. Why was my sister scared shitless after leaving your class?!"
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Alexander Griffiths
Hogwarts Staff
Professor History of Magic
...Angels guide me, but fate plays with me...[on:Color][of:Black and white]
Posts: 327
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Post by Alexander Griffiths on Apr 21, 2008 21:59:33 GMT -5
Alex sighed, so she was scared still. "Celina's classmates walked out of the room leaving her alone, told her it's ok. I taught her, told her everything I know and then let her go early with a gift. You had to admit, that would scare you too" he said, looking at Alfonz. "I don't know half of why your sister got scared alright" he added. He really didn't know, all he knows is that he had a bit of an irritating first lesson and Celina was his only real student.
"If that's all you want to know, sir. I am cleaning up my office" he said, looking at Alfonz and waiting to see if he had anything more to say. "The muggle studies professor held too much of a grudge and it caused her mind to be dim" he added, mentioning Annemarie and their late night confrontation.
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Post by alfonztytusjedynak on Apr 21, 2008 22:09:12 GMT -5
Alfonz was still fuming, but all of what he said Celina had told him. Her friends had walked out and it was only one more showing that they weren't worthy of her friendship, or even being associated with him. Blood traitors and unworthy pieces of scum were what Alfonz thought they were, and it showed straight through in their actions against his sister. Yes, it was true that Alfonz had backed off when it came to Celina's friends, but that didn't mean he wasn't about to stop pointing out everything they did to her that would hurt her. However, the question was, why had they walked out? And why hadn't she?
Alfonz knew that Celina wouldn't have walked out for many reasons, most of which revolved around her grades and their father's opinion of everything that Celina did or didn't do. That summer had been filled with disappointments about her, as had many summers prior, but Celina's summer this year was filled with their father finding out about her not playing quidditch, and Celina not obtaining prefect as she rightfully deserved. Alfonz knew why Celina hadn't left; listening instead to this raving arse.
"That doesn't explain why her class walked out...I understand why she did not, for what kind of brother would I be if I did not...but I swear Griffiths, if this ever happens again..." Alfonz's eyes narrowed. "We'll be one less professor at Hogwarts. And that's not a threat...it's a warning." Telling students he'd change their clothes if they did not...that definitely was more of a threat in Alfonz's opinion and directed at females? Oh, the guy was disgusting.
"No, frankly it's not all," Alfonz stated. "Does it look like we're done here?" he raised an eyebrow obviously not done with the man. "I don't know of any grudge she may hold, but I know that you the two of you are like peas in a fricken pod. And like peas...you should find your pod, and seal it back up," he growled.
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Alexander Griffiths
Hogwarts Staff
Professor History of Magic
...Angels guide me, but fate plays with me...[on:Color][of:Black and white]
Posts: 327
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Post by Alexander Griffiths on Apr 21, 2008 22:19:55 GMT -5
"By far, your sister is the only one that passed my class. Your one of the purebloods aren't you jedynak?" he asked, looking at Alfonz. He wasn't sure, but with this guy's attitude he could pass for one. Alex looked at Alfonz and listened to him drone on, after he stopped Alex asked "You done?" He wasn't in the mood to listent to this raving lunatic about his sister, he didn't care of his threats. He could easily return to his historian works and leave.
Alex looked at Alfonz and said "You've wasted time long enough, I still need to plan what to teach your sister next lesson and my other students" he was frowning now. He didn't care what Alfonz would say, he'll let him say it. He'll just stand here all day if he had time, but frankly he didn't.
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Post by alfonztytusjedynak on Apr 21, 2008 22:36:38 GMT -5
This was proving to be utterly useless, and without actually taking a swing at the guy, Alfonz felt as if what he came there to do was worth nothing. Frustration rising in his face, Alfonz shut up, knowing that there was really nothing left for him to do or say. "Yea, I'm done," he snorted and smirked. "But you'll be the same way if Celina comes to me like that again, you hear?" He told the older man and glared. "Cause next time...I don't care who you are, or what might be said. It'd be over." Alfonz really didn't need his face in the papers again, and especially for killing or even hurting someone he worked with. It was already bad enough that he was accused in the papers of being a Deva possibly (which was true, but who was taking notice) and for his life as a professional quidditch player. No more was needed.
"From what I hear, you probably won't have any students your next class, and frankly..." Alfonz stated. "...if Celina's the only one in your class she won't be there either. I'll take her out myself." Alfonz shook his head and turned. He had to walk away, otherwise his wand would be out in no time and it wouldn't end well at all. "Oh, and as for the pureblood thing...." Alfonz glanced over his shoulder. "That's as much of your business as my sister is. You leave both the issues be, and you may actually retain your job in one piece."
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Alexander Griffiths
Hogwarts Staff
Professor History of Magic
...Angels guide me, but fate plays with me...[on:Color][of:Black and white]
Posts: 327
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Post by Alexander Griffiths on Apr 21, 2008 22:45:19 GMT -5
"Yeah, yeah" said Alex, He then shut his door as Alfonz backed off. As the door shut Alex sighed and kicked his table, sending a bit of pain to his foot. Alex then walked towards his table and continued sorting out his tomes, "Oh yeah, I need to rewind these projections" he muttered. Alex then opened them and started to rewind each one of his tomes, they were stack as high as his table and it would take him a few hours to sort this out. Better go to the grounds and relax or talk to someone after this he thought, starting with the beginner's tomes.
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