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This October will be particularly interesting for all of my Astronomy students.

First off, before dawn on the morning of the 21st, I'll be giving students an opportunity for extra credit in my class. The Orionid meteor shower will be at its brightest, and any student who comes to observe it and then write me an essay on their findings will get extra credit towards their final grade.

There are actually two meteor showers this month, the Draconid shower being overnight from the 8th-9th. Should the weather be clear, I'll be offering the chance to go out and observe this one as well.

That said, there's another interesting astronomical sight this month, and that's the double star Albireo. It's said in some circles that some types of magic are stronger when cast under a double star, particularly hexes. I'd like between 30-50cm from each of you detailing the reasons why this might be advantageous when using a hex defensively. Alternately, you may write about why one shouldn't cast a hex when a double star is particularly bright.

[private to Feferi;]
I understand if you would rather not speak to me after what happened. But I feel I owe you an explanation and an apology.

[private to Murdoc;]
I believe we need to talk, as painful and awkward as that may be.

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In some circles. You mean the circle of Astronomers that you tend to frequent? I've seen no proof of this, you know. I believe a person's strength is determined by their own hard work and magical ability. Where is your proof that the stars have anything to do with it?

Would you care to be a test subject, Inquisitor? I can assure you that the same hex cast this month, when Albireo is brighter, and next month, where it won't be as visible, will have quite different effects. Its strength, for one.

I'd also like to take the moment to remind you that my subject has been required for students here since the time of the school's founding. Is it not your position as an Inquisitor to see that our four Founders' ideals are upheld?

I agree. Would you like to meet in person?

I believe that would be for the best.

I need to speak with Feferi first, though.

Whenever you're ready.

[About an hour after her conversation with Feferi, Constance knocks at Murdoc's office door. She's tense, and it's clear in her facial expression and body language.]

[Murdoc tenses as he hears the knock. He knows who it is and he knows exactly why they're here and so he's hesitant to face them presently.

However, he pulls together the courage rather quickly and strides over to open the door for her. He could use magic, but he thinks now is the time for formality.

He nods his head at her as he opens it entirely, trying to seem as serene as possible.]

Constance.

Good evening. May I come in?

[She doesn't wait for an answer before sweeping past him and finding a chair.]

I'm not here to fall apart on you. I am here to apologize for - [she breaks into a bit of nervous laughter] - picking the wrong time to wish I'd just simply forget there had ever been anything between us. It only caused more hurt, because the wish extended to being unable to see, hear, or interact with Feferi.

Not to mention making things even more awkward between the two of us.

Of course.

[He says that, but it's obviously a formality seeing as how she's entering regardless. He doesn't seem to mind though, he shuts the door and strides over to his own seat as if everything were perfectly natural.]

I'd never expected you to. [He nods politely, keeping his eyes fixed on her as she speaks. Despite saying that, there's an obvious wary feeling radiating off him.]

I accept your apology. [He says that in a soft voice, threading his fingers together.] And I would like to extend my own apology forward for...[There's a small pause.] Everythin'.

I've been doing far more of that than I care to admit lately. Between Snow's thinly veiled threats to go after my job in the same breath as he's - no. I said I was not here to fall apart on you, and I'm not going to do it now.

Everything?

[She lets out a short choked sound.]

I - I.

[Wanted to hear you say you were sorry for breaking my heart.]

Accept.

If you feel the need to fall apart I would prefer it were with me than anyone else, Constance. You cannot possibly hope to bottle everythin' up, can you?

[He makes an unsatisfied noise at her acceptance, extending a hand for hers.]

I don't deserve your sadness, darlin'. You've every right to be angry with me, I'm not goin' to protest if you feel the need to put me in my place. I was a damn fool and inconsiderate to boot.

Edited 2012-10-14 13:44 (UTC)

Why with you? So I'll let my guard down, let myself think there's a chance what I feel might actually be returned, then have that all thrown back in my face? No, Murdoc. I'm not going to have any of that.

[She starts to reach out, but then stops short.]

I don't think you actually realize how far that hurt went. You didn't just hurt me. No. I went so far as to wish I'd never met you. That made me forget Feferi. Do you realize how hurt she was? How panicked she was when she didn't have either of us to go to? For once in her life, she had both her parents, but I couldn't see her and you were off playing pirate.

For her sake, I can't go coming apart on you. I can't risk having Feferi hurt like that because I couldn't handle a broken heart. I have to find another manner of handling it, and given the current climate here? I'll just have to learn to bottle it away.

Edited (WHAT IS HTML) 2012-10-15 15:42 (UTC)

When I threw it back in your face- well- I didn't mean to. I was so quick to defend my actions to you because the idea of hurting you was so damn painful.

[He looks hopeful as she reaches and he can't help but wince ever so slightly as her hand drops, dropping his own and folding it with his other hand over his lap so he can clasp them together.]

I wasn't playin' pirate, I was under the influence of some sort of curse. If I'd. Been more self aware. I would've been there for her. [He sighs, sounding frustrated with himself.] But there's an excuse for everythin'.

I'd prefer it was me than anyone else, to be perfectly honest. You can't bottle things away forever or you'll reach a point where anythin' that breathes is a target. Trust me, I know.

Edited 2012-10-18 06:58 (UTC)

It doesn't change the fact that finding out in an announcement to the entire school was -

[Her voice cracks, and she swallows hard.]

- I couldn't even be on the campus that night. I flew straight home and proceeded to alternately curse you and sob into a bottle, by turns. I didn't even bother telling Feferi to go to you if she needed anything. I thought Deirdre or Dolores would be better to handle anything she needed while I was out.

The same 'curse' that had me forgetting? You're rather lucky in that respect, then.

You don't understand it. I can be civil, for the children's sake. But I can't let myself - look at it this way. Snow's looking to have me sacked because he doesn't think what I do is relevant to anything else. He's looking to have Sybille sacked because of her immigration status.

The man's looking for any vulnerability in either of us to use as an excuse to sack us. Quite frankly, if I open up too much around you? That makes me far more vulnerable than I can afford to be right now.

[It takes her awhile to reply, as she still feels upset and mad at her mother for this.]

.....I guess we s)(ould talk.

Can you please come up to my office? I just finished a batch of cupcakes and the kettle's on for tea.

Ok.

[She doesn't really want to do this right now, but she knows she has to, especially after what happened, but feferi is still scared in a way, even though it is over, she still feels like her mother will just stare right through her again and she hating that feeling so much, of being forgotten, particular by her own mother.

She nervously shuts her journal and heads out of the Hufflepuff common room, it doesn't take her long to reach her mother's office.

She takes a small breathe and gives a timid knock on the door.]

It's me.

[Constance is at the door and opening it the moment she hears the knock, then pulling Feferi into a hug.]

I am so sorry. There is no excuse for what happened. You've every right to be angry at me.

[She accepts the hug and buries herself into her mother's robes, she is trying so hard not to fall apart on her mother, but all the emotions after the last few days, once she starts, she really can't stop.

She clings to her mother like she is going to disappear to her again if she let's go.

Somehow, through all the sobs, she does eventually speak.]

Just promise me, you will never ever do that again.

Feferi, sweetheart, I won't. I promise.

[She rubs Feferi's back and strokes her hair.]

Your father hurt me very badly, and I...if I had known that an idle wish for that hurt to go away would make me treat you like you didn't exist, I'd never have had the thought.

[She just won't let go now. Ever.]

I just didn't know what to do, i- i was so afraid and so confused, that you would never be able to see me again. Just never ever!

[She buries her head into her mother's robes again, but she tries to calm herself before speaking and looking up at her.]

I know now, that you didn't mean for it to happen, and no one really knew what was going on, all sorts of crazy stuff was happening around the castle, i can't blame you for it. I just couldn't help but be angry - i just didn't know how else to feel and i am sorry for everything.

[Fef rumbles a lot when she is emotional, but she hopes her point gets across.]

[Constance keeps stroking Feferi's hair, letting her cry.]

Feferi, you don't have a thing in the world to apologize for. You've every right to be angry, every right to be hurt. I don't blame you for that.

There isn't any excuse for what happened. None at all. My own personal feelings towards your father shouldn't affect my relationship with you. I learned that in the hardest way possible. No matter how I feel about him, you're still my daughter. That has to come first, no matter what.

[She is annoyed at her mother and it does still hurt, but right now is she just even more relieved that her mother hasn't actually disowned her, Feferi is at least starting to calm down, the tears have at least slowed down and she more now into sniffling now. Though Constance's robes are going to need the dry cleaners after this.]

I know, i just, want you to know, that i don't hate you for what happened. And i know that recent events with him has effected you a lot, everything has been in a mess lately, but yeah, just don't forget me!!

I get to give you a punch in the arm though, right? Cause it will make me feel better if you let me!!

[Like Feferi's punches are going to hurt anyway.]

I won't, Feferi. I won't. That's a promise.

[That gets a bit of a laugh, even if there are a few tears in the corners of Constance's eyes.]

I've certainly earned myself a few punches, haven't I? Go on, then.

Good! Cause otherwise, i just, don't want to lose you ever again!

I never felt more alone, i mean when i was little, i always knew you would eventually return, but it felt so different when you couldn't see me.

[Feferi's punches, don't really hurt, cause she is not really putting effort, but it makes her feel better in a small way.]

This one is for making me disappear annnnd this one is making me feel lousy!!

[Although, she gives up after two, she doesn't have the heart and reburies her into her mum's robes.]

You won't lose me like that ever again, sweetheart. I won't let myself put on a set of blinders that keeps you out of my view. I may go off to chase the stars now and then, but my home is here.

[Constance winces a little at the second of those punches - that has a bit more oomph behind it than the first, and it will probably leave a bruise. When her daughter buries herself back into her robes, she pets Feferi's hair, making shooshing noises.]

I'm so sorry...

I believe you mum, i just want to make sure that you won't even do it again!! I was just, making sure, that you solemnly swear, just to never do it again.

[She looks up her. She knows what she is going to say next and she knows her mum needs to hear it.]

I forgive you mum and i love you loads.

Edited (wowowow this edit was bought to you by bubble can't spell for shiz) 2012-10-12 12:53 (UTC)

I'd like to be present to observe the Orionid meteor shower, professor. Is there a minimum length for the essay?

Excellent, Mister Kirkland; I'll put you down. I'd like 20cm at minimum, but of course, longer essays will earn more credit.

Thank you, I'm looking forward to it. Is there an upper limit?

[He really enjoys Astronomy..]

I don't think I'll set an upper limit for this one.

Excellent!

I'll look forward to watching the Orionids with someone so enthusiastic.

I will come for the meteor shower Professor. May I please be allowed to draw it as well?

Excellent, Miss Amano. And of course you may. If you would like to submit some of your drawings along with your written work, that would certainly count towards the length limit.

Thank you very much Professor!

[You have no idea how happy that makes her. She'd really rather draw than write words to describe the event.]

You're quite welcome. I'll be looking forward to seeing your artwork. The stars are brilliant inspiration, in my opinion.

They are very beautiful and they form beautiful ~~constala~~ constellations. I have never seen a meteor shower, but I hope to see one so that I can draw and remember it.

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