badfic_manor | "you played me into the memory of all your pain" ✖ video + action ✖ foredated to tomorrow

[no. your eyes are not playing tricks on you.]

[right there, smack dab in the middle of the entry hall to the manner is a small bundle of green sweatshirt and a light purple skirt. she's got on knee high stockings of the childish patterned variety, and shiny brown leather shoes.]

[and although the child is rather cute herself, there's nothing adorable or endearing about the earwrenching scream she just let out, nor is her face - slightly pudgy but in a babyfat sort of way children under the age of ten are allowed - anywhere near as cute as it normally is, not when her cheeks have been stained a ruddy red by the numerous tears she's seemed to be able to shed since she just found herself here.]

[and yes. upon closer inspection, you MAY realize it's a childish version of Minatsuki Takami. or you may just be haunted by the fact that her big brown eyes are slightly familiar. it's not exactly like either she nor Yoh carries around pictures of what they looked like when they were little and, in fact, most of them were burned.]

[but really. don't think about baby pictures, milk carton missing posters, or children's beauty pagents, especially when she pitches her head back and all but screams: ]

I WANT MY MOMMY! I WANT HER NOW! SOMEONE FIND ME MY MOOOOOOMMY!

[before returning to her tantrum]

[ooc: okay. Mina's seven. pre earthquake. she won't remember anyone she talks to, even Yoh until he can convince her that he's her big brother. she will, however, remember everything when she is her original age again. but until then, enjoy the cuteness that comes with her lot!]

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N - no! No, I want to go with you!

[Ugh.]

If you promise to be quiet.

[Don't make him enforce that with magic =/]

[she smiles and nods.]

Yes, Mister. I pink promise!

[and she lifts his pinky and wraps her own around it before dropping his hand - only momentarily; the little Mina's a leech - and mimes locking her own mouth before throwing away the key]

[Annoying though her childish actions are, there's something almost...endearing about them.]

Good. Don't break your promise.

[He attempts to break her grasp on his hand, then gives up. So, wand in his other hand, he moves on, trying to ignore the girl wrapped around his hand.]

[she's quiet, at least for a time being but Minatsuki can only remain silent for so long before she just gotta do something.]

[and that something?]

[...it's humming.]

[He closes his eyes in frustration and inhales through his nostrils.]

Didn't I tell you to be quiet, girl?

small>[she looks perplexed.]

I am being quiet, mister. I didn't say anything until right now.

You were humming. When I said quiet I meant quiet.

Oh. [she holds her own free hand to her mouth, a finger extended and whispering 'shhhhh'. before nodding.]

Okay, Mister. But...what's your name? [swingswing, I'm swinging on your arm, misteeeeeer~]

Professor Snape.

[He's not in the school, but he'll use his title anyway. He doesn't feel like learning the girl's name.]

Are you a teacher~?

Yes. Elsewhere.

[And he's got essays to grade =/]

Oh. What do you teach?

I'm seven, so I'm in the second grade. Are you a second grade teacher, or do you teach a big boy and girl school?

[So full of questions. Like any child her age would be, should be.

He doesn't want to tell her everything. She's not a witch, so she shouldn't know.]

A school for older children, though no more mature, it seems.

Are you a nice teacher or a mean teacher?

[...what sort of question is that?]

I'm the sort of teacher who makes sure his students learn.

[a childish one.]

Oh. So you're a good teacher?

[He huffs.]

Yes.

Now, quiet.

Oh, okay.

[she nods and presses her lips together tightly and she's quiet - not humming or anything - but swinging happily along along on his arm, pulling a little hard.]

[Well, at least she's quiet. He lets her pull on his arm, at least for a little. Then he straightens his arm to stop her from swinging.]

[she stumbled, and whimpered as she almost face planted, but due to her harsh grasp on his hand she didn't fall.]

[He jerked her back upright to a standing position and exhaled through his nose in frustration.]

Owwie.

[but other than that, she's quiet.]

[As long as she stays quiet...

The more he looks, the more he recognizes his surroundings. He's been here before, once, when he was still a student at Hogwarts.

And the girl...

Her.]

[yes. that girl.]

[but that little girl, she's just humming quietly again and looking at the wall, pointing dramatically at each picture frame and counting then quietly in her head.]