It's like riding a... Broomstick

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

Professor Hanschen Gabor hadn't been on a broomstick in a very long time. How long has it been? I was 18, maybe 19... But, nevertheless he felt the need to fly again.

It was a little past midnight and Hanschen had drug himself out of bed, having the sudden urge to fly. After making his way to the broom storage shed, he walked briskly to the center of the Quidditch pitch and set the broom down beside him on his left side. Being left-handed always caused grief in his days at school...Flying class was difficult because he had to take all the instrucions and reverse them because his teacher never remembered that he was left-handed. Now how do I do this again? Oh, right, up... "Up", the professor said a bit too nervously. The broom responded by rolling around on the ground a bit, but not lifting from the ground at all.

"Up!, he said with more convction and the broom rose steadily to his hand. "That's better..." He mounted the broom the way he was shown back when he was in school and kicked off from the ground. He hovered a few feet from the ground and eventually got his nerve up enought to do high speed laps around the pitch.

I had forgotten how much fun this is he said. I don't know what I was worried about...

He did loops and spins and dives and even hung upside down for a while. He flew until he was just too dizzy and tired to go on. He touched ground and began to walk to the castle.

[ankit]

<sup>He knew he shouldn't be out at night time, even though he had a huge urge himself to just walk the Castle. He knew he could get in huge amounts of trouble by a Prefect, Head Boy or Girl, or even worse. A Proffesor. Though, his Hufflepuff had enough nerve like a Slytherin half the time, and braveness like a Gryffindor. Very odd combination really. So, Ankit walked the Corridors, not dressed in his School Robes.

Walking out of a door that led near the Quidditch Pitch, which he didn't think he would find someone walking from, he found himself bump into someone. Just his luck! A Proffesor, and none the less, head of Hufflepuff. Just great! Ankit slapped himself mentally. Stop being sarcastic he thought to himself, as he looked up at the Proffesor, grimancing almost because he was probably going to get an ear full.</sup>

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

Great Grendelwald, I'm tired... I just need to get myself back up stairs and into my chambers and have a nice...

Professor Gabor noticed a figure about the size of a student heading towards the Quidditch pitch.

Surely, a student isn't out this late. But, if they are I'll be forced to decuct points from their house...

As the two got closer and closer together, it became obvious it was an adolescent, but he wasn't in school robes. Feeling a bit frightened, the professor drew his wand and prepared to attack if the need arose.

"Halt, you there! Proclaim yourself!", Hanschen shouted at the boy still a ways off, "Are you a student?"

This was probably the most nerve that Professor Gabor had in him...

What if it isn't a student? What if it is some dark wizard disguised as a child? What if it is and inferi? ... I'm sure it's nothing

[ankit]

^{Look what you did Ankit! Done got yourself in some sort of trouble on your first day, and going to deduct points from your House. Haha, great. Ankit looked at the Proffesor, almost alarmed at the fact that he had pulled out his wand. Well, you can't really be to sure, even these days now. "I'm a student,}

[/i]" he said. His voice loud enough to be heard from the distance between the two people. "Sadly,[/i]" he added, though really soft, and in a whisper tone so it wasn't heard. Ankit himself barely heard himself at how low he had spoken to nothing but air, and to his mocking mind.[/sup][/blockquote]

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

Hanschen lowered his wand, a litte relieved...

A student... Maybe I'll skip the point deduction. It is the first night after all

When he had reached the boy he asked, "What are you doing out here this late? It is seldom wise to wander alone..."

What are you going on about, now? You're out alone and doing just fine... Hey, he's sort of cute...

Professor Gabor silenced his constantly nagging and perverse mind and continued. "What is your name and what house are you from?"

[ankit]

Ankit let out a sigh, and averted his eyes to the sky. "What can I say? I like to walk out in the middle of the night. And obviously you do to, or just coming out and flying at the Pitch to be correct?

[/i]" he said, his voice remaining the same, just a slightly strong British accent. Though, that shouldn't be really a surprise since it was Hogwarts, and it was in Europe.

Surprised really at not getting a ear full of yells and stuff, he was reliefed himself. Shoving his hands into his too tight of pants, even though they might hurt him a bit, he liked wearing them anyway. His long shirt's hem hung lower than his waist, and he looked at the Proffesor again. "Name's, Ankit De'Mar. Hufflepuff.[/i]" he drawled out, shrugging his shoulders slightly.[/sup][/blockquote]

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

Well, I do like taking long walks...And, it is the first night

"I am the Hufflepuff Head of House. And, I really should deduct at least 10 points from our house... But, I won't deduct you points this time...", Hanschen said looking the boy over, "but you need to wear your robes any time you are outside the castle."

Hanschen looked over to the right, towards the lake.

I really should accompany him. He shouldn't be left out here alone.

"Well, since we're both out of bed, how about we walk together. That way if another person comes along, you won't get into any trouble. How does that sound?", he said.

[ankit]

Ankit scrunched up his nose at the mention of Robes. That was one thing that he absolutely hated about this School. Was the freaking Robes and dress code things. That's why he was glad he was 18, and it was his last year here at this bloody school. "I hate those Robes

[/i]" he said almost under his breath, but he tried not to make it sound too rude. Cause then that would be bad.

"I'm surprised you're even being nice. Most Head's of Houses would deduct points anyway. Hm, even one of my age with this School, I should have known better.[/i]" He shrugged his shoulder again, and casted his gaze to the Lake off to the side. He was gratefull it wasn't a full moon out, cause then he'd be a worse handful. "Sure, I guess.[/i]" he added after a moment of thinking about it.[/blockquote][/sup]

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

"I try my very best to be nice...", Hanschen said as he began slowly walking toward the lake, "I personally think that it's the only way to make your life worth something."

The professor looked at Ankit and smiled, "So what brought you outside? Primal urge?"

Primal urge? What's that supposed to mean? Ugh! It's amazing you don't even fathom your own stupidity...

[ankit]

Ankit didn't smile or anything in return, and just stayed alittle bit quite. That was just his personality sometimes when he met someone new. Even it being a Proffesor. He followed, thinking of something to say. Hah, yeah, just come out and say you're a Werewolf or something. Bad thing to do. Really bad thing on his own behalf. "I guess?

[/i]" he said, not thinking much on it. He did his normal habit and responce by shrugging his shoulders again. He did that alot, he himself thought his shoulders might get stuck like that by how much he does it.[/sup][/blockquote]

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

"I personally love the outdoors because when I was in school, my first crush was a... well...a..."

Should I tell a student this? Are werewolves a subject for the potions master to bring up? It seems odd, but what can it hurt?

"He was a werewolf."

Crap! I just said "he"... So much for this conversation... No boy is going to want to talk to me after admitting I like men...

"I always ended up trying to find a place to keep him safe when the full moon came."

[ankit]

"Psh, an idiot. Werewolves could easily kill you. But, now a days they hold medicine to help with those Werewolf condition stuff. Potions, and everything.

[/i]" Ankit probably seemed like the oddest person to know alot of things about the Werewolf stuff and all the medicines they came up with to help with the whole thing during the Full Moon. Though, he wasn't admitting to anything at the moment. Like he thought prier, it'd be foolish to say things like that to someone you just met. And he did catch the thing the Proffesor said. 'He'. Hah, who would have guessed the Proffesor was Gay, or Bisexual? Surprise.[/sup][/blockquote]

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

"Yes, it was actually my friend's condition that led me into my career... Potions can help with a condition like that, so I quickly learned how to make them."

Goodness, he's still talking to you... Apparently the whole 'he' thing wasn't an issue after all...

"How are you in potions? I offer one-on-one lessons to students..."

[ankit]

^{"Not all that well. I just know the stuff I need to know, which isn't something I'm going to tell you,}[/i]" Ankit drawled out. He himself was surprised that he was actually still talking to a Proffesor. Hah, they weren't that interesting half the time, but this conversation was allright. Not the best one since the one with Tristan, but still okay. And the only reason behind him not exactly finding the fact this Teacher was Gay, was cause he himself was Bisexual, so it didn't phase him.[/sup]

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

"I believe I have heard of you come to think of it", Hanschen said as they neared the lake, "Tristan Wincott has spoken of you. I had completly forgot. How do you know him?"

A bit nosey don't you think?

When they reached the lake, Hanschen sat down and looked at the moon reflected on the glassy surface.

"It's getting close to the full moon isn't it. I hadn't noticed. It's maybe a week away?" Hanschen sighed and continued, "I haven't seen Michael in so long...But, I still make a werewolf stopping potion out of habit anyway..."

[ankit]

^{"Met him in Moaning Myrtles Bathroom. Ticked him off easily, which was humorous really,}[/i]" Ankit said, laughing slightly to himself at remembering that. He had called him Princess, and it was funny. Well, not on Tristan's part, but oh well. Ankit instantly looked up at the Moon, grimancing visibly. "Reminds me I have to go to the Nurse soon,[/i]" he said morely to himself, although loud enough for the Proffesor to hear him. And he didn't really care if he didn't hear him.[/sup]

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

Hanschen began to peice together the boys puzzle. He fidgets when he looks at the moon... So did Michael... I miss him so much... Hanschen found himself thinking of the man for a few moments before he spoke again.

"You remind me of Michael alot. He used to look at the moon that way", Hanschen said quietly and quite shakily, "Is there any reason? Any at all?"

He has to be... I mean, the moon reminds him to go to the nurses office? It's all so familiar...

[ankit]

^{"I'm not telling you anything, okay?}[/i]" Ankit said. And he wasn't. Or atleast he would try not to, even though the signs were pretty clear that he was a Werewolf, but he wasn't going to budge any. He sighed, and looked out at the Lake. He didn't sit down, cause he wasn't really in the mood to.[/sup]

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

"So, lets talk more about Tristan...", said the professor trying to steer away from a subject that obviously wasn't going well...

Hanschen stared into Ankit's eyes and confided in him,"He spoke fondly of you this morning in detention... And if I didn't know better, I'd have thought there was something going on between you two. But, from what other teachers have told me about interhouse realtions, I can't imagine a Hufflepuff and a Slytherin would be together publicly...It would be social disaster."

[ankit]

^{Ankit sighed, and rolled his eyes at the Proffesor. "I'm not so worried about my stupid reputation as some people in Houses are Proffesor. Tristan does though,}[/i]" He knew that Tristan most likely wouldn't want him talking about them or him, but oh well. He'd get over it wouldn't he? Yeah.[/sup]

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

"Well from what I've read pride has always been one of the Slytherin's most notorious downfalls.", the professor explained, "I mean, think of Voldemort... If he would have been a tad less proud, he very well may have won 19 years ago."

That's a nasty thought isn't it...

"Don't take it too poorly. I'm sure he means well"

[ankit]

^{"I don't think on it too much anyway. It's not like we're together,}[/i]" Ankit said. He wasn't sure exactly what to say with that whole situation, and he shrugged. "Now, a different subject, please?[/i]" he asked the Proffesor.[/sup]

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

"How about being the Hufflepuff Quad-Wizard tournament champion?", Hanschen said doing as requested by changing the subject, "I think you'd do very well."

When did you get to be so evil? It's most unlike you. It's amazing what the night can bring out in you

[ankit]

^{Ankit shook his head. "Nah. Not into that stuff.}[/i]" he told him. He wasn't really into that stuff so yeah. He doubted he'd be good at it. Ankit looked around at the lake, moving back and forth on the heel of his shoes as he stood up still. It was getting fairly boring.[/sup]