sortinghat_rp | Rune 01: Fehu

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Rune 01: Fehu

Students,
I would like to state that my office is open. I have a sneaking suspicion that Parents' Weekend was not exactly the most enjoyable thing for some of you, for varying circumstances. While I am not a student therapist in any form, I am available if you need someone to talk to.

Even if you need to speak with someone in the middle of the night, just inform me of which House you are in and I will accompany you to my office. In light of recent circumstances I feel this is necessary.

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[Cyrus turns back to look at Tavros and immediately crouches down so he's somewhat eye level. He knows that sort of silence from his own personal experience. He doesn't smile this time, just looks at Tavros with a calm, serene sort of expression.]

It's okay. Take your time.

[Tavros tries to control himself, tries not to let his sadness overtake him, but he can't. He's beyond being able to bottle everything up anymore. Between life throwing shit at him left and right, Jade, the rap battle, and then parents day, it was all too much.

He suddenly leaned forward, throwing his arms around the Runes Professor, because he just really, really needed a hug- and yeah, he was definitely crying. And under normal circumstances, he would've felt really stupid about it. But he was too upset to care.]

D-do you think he...hates me...?

[He doesn't tense up like he does with other people, but he then wraps his arms around Tavros and smiles slightly, hugging the boy in return. He shooshes quietly, trying to silently comfort him. He's not sure what's got the boy upset, but he'll take it for now.]

Who do you think hates you?

[The shooshing has no effect, Tavros continues crying, trying not to actually sob, but he does let one out, which turns into a cough, which is enough to embarrass him, because he's sure the professor doesn't want him coughing all over him. But at the question, Tavros just buries himself further into Cyrus, hands gripping at the fabric of his shirt.]

D-dad... I... didn't- I...avoided h-him all day, a-and...

[He can't continue, and he cough-sobs again.]

[He continues to shoosh him quietly, holding him and letting the boy cry for a moment. He doesn't exactly care if his clothes are getting messed up. He'll just clean them once Tavros feels better.]

No, no. I don't think so. Parents know that their children don't always want to see them.

[He knows from experience...because...well. Ow. This is hitting really close to home.]

It's alright, I don't think your dad hates you.

[Tavros swallows, trying to calm down and after a few seconds he just shakes his head as he tries to be able to speak again.]

You, u-um, don't underst-stand because... I think I m-missed the chance to ever s-see him again! Because he was...he's...d-d-

[And again, he can't continue, can't get the word out. Especially not that word.]

[Oh that...really hit close to him with that one.]

You don't have to say it.

[And this time, Cyrus is the one hugging Tavros instead. He wished he had the opportunity to see his father again, but he'd probably be scared of the same thing...that his father might hate him.]

[But instead he just remains composed.]

I don't think that's the case. It might be something that could be arranged for you.

N-no, I don't...no...how could a-anyone-? You can't j-just...bring back people, l-like that!

[He flashes a faint little smile, almost amused at the panicking--in a sort of paternal way.]

I think you forget where we are. I'm whatever was cast in order to bring deceased parents here for Parents' Day would be able to be cast just temporarily for you. I can look into it.

[He places a hand on Tavros's shoulder, trying to calm him down.]

I know what it's like, actually.

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