Curiouser and Curiouser (ZEKE)

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Curiouser and Curiouser (ZEKE) Nov 21, 2012 8:00:56 GMT -8

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Post by miranda on Nov 21, 2012 8:00:56 GMT -8

Of all the things Miri liked about teaching, there was one thing she definitely didn't like, and that was grading tests and essays. Well, no, that was a lie, it was mostly tests. Essays were at least interesting to read. But every time she picked up her quill to grade a test she just wanted to do everything up what she knew she was supposed to. Today, though, she was determined to make it not that bad. Her lessons were done for the day, and she was absolutely determined to get rid of this mountain of paperwork before the weekend arrived. She really didn't need that kind of damper on her only two days off.

She had a glass of wizarding brandy on her desk and the record player she brought to Hogwarts and had bewitched to work was blaring The Beatles' Hard Days Night. She thought she was terribly clever, but The Beatles were one of her favorite bands in the entire world and if their music couldn't make her feel better than nothing could. Luckily for her, the music and the brandy were doing just what they were supposed to. She grinned as she crossed off a wrong answer and circled the right one. Sometimes she swore that people didn't pay attention at all in class. Why bother taking the elective if you had no interest in the subject? She sighed to herself before placing her quill down and taking another sip of her brandy. She looked around the classroom for a moment, imagining all of the students sitting in the desks they sat in each day. Some of them she knew were sleeping, others she knew were more intrigued than they cared to say. And those were the students that made her job worth it.

She glanced back down to the test she'd been grading and and finished it up rather quickly, knowing she still had what seemed like a zillion more to get through. The tape flipped and Here Comes The Sun came on, and Miri smiled to herself. This was her absolute favorite song by them. It was the only surefire way to make her feel better no matter what. She pulled another test in front of her and began looking it over when she heard a creaking floorboard near the door. She looked up toward the door to see a boy there that didn't look familiar to her.

"Hello," she greeted with a smile before waving him in. "Can I help you?"

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Curiouser and Curiouser (ZEKE) Nov 21, 2012 11:37:48 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Nov 21, 2012 11:37:48 GMT -8

Zeke slammed his book shut, he had finished every book Hogwarts owned about muggle politics, muggle technology, and well… muggle anything really; but he still craved more. Zeke’s thirsty for knowledge of the muggle world was seemingly becoming unquenchable, but the issue was that he couldn’t let anyone know about his desire to learn about what’s going on in the muggle world. If people found out that Zeke’s life would be ruined and everyone he knew would hate him, his Father would probably at the very least disown him, if not kill him personally.

He sighed loudly as he looked around his room, he got up and walked over to his bookshelf and scanned through his collection once again; hoping to find a book that he hadn’t read yet that might involve something with the muggle world. “Nothing. Absolutely Nothing.” Zeke muttered to himself in frustration. He looked down at his watch and noticed it was only seven, that meant it would be another three hours before curfew, which also meant three hours before anyone would be up for going out. Zeke paced trying to figure something out, there was nothing in the library and if he went into hogsmeade to buy a book he’d risk being seen and discovered. Then the idea hit him, he’d just go to the muggle studies class and take one of their text books. It would be filled with information on the muggle world, and if he was seen with it; he could always lie and say it got mixed up with someone else’s books and he was trying to return it.

Zeke slipped his shoes on and grabbed his leather messenger bag, not wanting to be seen in the hallway carrying the textbook, and set off towards the muggle studies class with a smile on his face, relieved that he had finally figured something out that would work. As he approached the room he heard music and his heart dropped. He would have never figured that the professor would still be in her room doing paperwork on a Friday evening. “Don’t these professors have lives?” he whispered to himself. Zeke was still curious as he listened to the music, he’d heard the song before when he’d been in London, it was an English band that were really popular right now with the muggles, zeke just couldn’t remember their name. Zeke tried to get a little closer and heard the floorboard squeak loudly, he looked over at the professor just as she looked up at him. Zeke swallowed hard trying to figure out what he could say to explain his being there, “Good Evening Professor.” Zeke said quietly, still trying to figure out what he could say to explain his being there without giving himself away. “I was uh… I was just wondering where the music was coming from.” Zeke lied quickly, it was one of his natural talents after all, “I just had never heard a record player in person.” He mentioned casually not realizing that he was giving himself away for actually knowing what a record player was.

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miranda

Curiouser and Curiouser (ZEKE) Nov 28, 2012 13:00:19 GMT -8

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Post by miranda on Nov 28, 2012 13:00:19 GMT -8

The boy standing in the doorframe was scarcely what Miri was expecting. Usually students who came to her after hours were... well, not Slytherins, for one thing. He was formal with his 'good evening' and Miri almost let out a small laugh, but managed to contain herself as she listened to his excuse for stopping by. He'd never heard a record player in person before? So that meant he likely wasn't a muggleborn. She raised a brow at him before looking down to the papers she'd been grading and marking another question wrong.

"Quite a fascinating invention, isn't it? It's a shame it had to be bewitched in order to work in the wizarding world," she said with a smirk, looking back up from her paper and waving the boy in. If he wanted to listen to music all he had to do was keep standing there, really, but that wasn't the reason he was here and she knew it. He knew it, too. Well, maybe she was being too quick to judge, maybe he really was just interested in seeing a record player... but he probably couldn't see it from the door.

"Do you spend a lot of time studying muggle things, then? I don't think I've seen you in any of my classes, so you'd have to have looked it up all on your own to know what it was," she said as she scooted her chair back and rose from it. She turned to grab the record player from the shelf behind her just as the song faded to an end. It was such a wonderful song, too. Good thing all she had to do was turn it over to listen to both of her favorite songs all over again. She placed the record player on her desk, lifted the needle, and flipped the record over and placed the needle back on the record, and music began to play.

"I love the Beatles," she said, grinning as she watched as the record spun. "Is there anything else you want to know about muggle life?" she asked with a smile. She lived it after all, and, well, teaching students about it, even if it was after hours, was part of her job, wasn't it? There was a small, paranoid part of Miri that wondered if maybe he'd been sent to spy on her by Tom Riddle, but she brushed that thought away quickly enough realizing just how paranoid it sounded. She didn't need to be afraid of him anymore. Dumbledore hired him, and... Dumbledore knew what he was doing. He wasn't a threat to her, no matter what had happened to her in her past.

Maybe if she told herself that enough she'd begin to believe it...

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Curiouser and Curiouser (ZEKE) Nov 29, 2012 7:41:38 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2012 7:41:38 GMT -8

Zeke stared blankly at Professor Miller, unsure of what to say to her right now. He swallowed hard and spoke, his voice breaking slightly as he talked, “Yes… it’s quite… clever?” He asked sheepishly. Zeke looked away from the Professor, afraid for her to see his face and know who he was, but at the same time he was being drawn into her classroom by his curiousity. He wanted, no he needed to know how the record player worked. It was eating at Zeke for it to be so close and yet, he couldn’t bring himself to take the next couple of steps to walk over and look at it.

Zeke shook his head no at her question, “Uh, No Ma’am.” Zeke answered despite knowing the fact that he had recently devoted every waking second to learning about muggle life. “I prefer magic to muggle creations.” Zeke tried to sound snobbish and arrogant, he couldn’t let someone find out about his new appreciation for muggle life. It would ruin him.

As she set it down on her desk Zeke could no longer resist and felt his feet taking him towards her desk and the record player, he was submitting to his curiousity and he knew it. “How…” Zeke’s voice was barely audible, it was almost a whisper. He cleared his throat and tried to speak again, “How does it work?” He finally made it to the desk and slowly ran his fingers over the record player with fascination. He jumped back slightly as the bumped the needle causing it to distort. “I uh… I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt it. Is it broken?” Zeke asked in a panic, unsure of how he would be able to explain buying a new record player to his father if he needed to replace this one.

“You love Beetles?” Zeke asked curious, he didn’t understand why someone would love a bug. “This is why Muggles are weird, why would you love bugs?” He sneered at her, secretly hoping that she wouldn’t be too offended to continue talking to him. Deep down Zeke wanted to pour out question after question about muggle life, but his fear of being exposed prevented him from being able to formulate a single question, even as she asked him if he wanted to know about muggle life. He choose to simply ignore the question and just continued to study the record player, watching the black disk spin in circles. It was such a simple device, and yet it had Zeke in complete awe.