Schrödinger's Cat
Raziel Wang
Apr 2 2018, 10:04 PM
i thought i was dreaming
It wasn't really like he needed to be able to see thestrals, as far as Raz could tell it really didn't matter. The idea of never being able to see the dang things didn't even bother him until he woke up thinking that maybe, maybe his best friend never died and was still alive somewhere. He couldn't help but cling to the tiny sliver of hope that Matthias might've survived despite it being 3 years ago since he got zapped and killed- or maybe not killed, Raz couldn't help but imagine how it could've been if only...

The thought plagued him from the moment from the moment it was conceived, driving him to pour through textbooks just to see if the possibility was there. Thestrals, he discovered were a fifth year study but that was a whole two years away. Far too long to just sit and wait around, especially if there was a chance at all.

He desperately missed Matthias after all, he was the only friend Raz had ever managed to make on his own and then he died. And Raz didn't even try to help him. Not that he could've helped, not as a small ten year old, but the guilt still crawled through his head every time he closed his eyes.

A week after struggling through textbooks and not quite understanding anything, he found himself knocking on his professor's office door, deciding it was easier to just ask someone who knew better than him. He was rather reluctant to ask anyone at all- his parents were immediately ruled out, they would never let him outside if they ever found out about any of this and Raz thought... maybe he could convince his professor not to tell..... maybe? He was tentatively hopeful but not at all confident.

"Professor Anderson? I um, had some questions about... thestrals, I know its not really a third year topic but um... if you have some free time? It's not that important."

It was, actually, pretty important to him but he just naturally grew anxious around teachers. Maybe he could force himself to get through the books, it couldn't be that bad. He wasn't the type to seek out help after all, nor was he particularly outspoken about anything, much less magical creatures. He couldn't help but hope that it didn't seem too suspicious.

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Skylar Anderson
Apr 30 2018, 02:29 PM
Skylar Anderson
Life is chocolate, animals & journeys.
Skylar had been stuck with grading essays while her raven, Diablo clearly had other plans for the two of them that evening. The mischievous bird had been cawing to get her attention and as soon as she opened her window to let him in, Diablo swooped in and threw papers all over the place, adding to the organized mess that was Professor Anderson's office. Stacks of papers and books lying about on her desk and floor around it mixed with empty cages and charts of anatomy. One of the walls was turned into a billboard where Skylar had pinned several photos she had taken from her travels, post-its with ideas for future classes or club activities, a calendar and several other stuff noted down in jibberish that only she could make out at the moment. The raven was quite pleased with itself when its master began to grumble while trying to catch it.

When there was a knock on the door, Diablo had sqwaked in alarm and had immediately flown to its perch, behind Skylar's desk and began to preen itself, looking perfectly innocent. "Oh sure, now you calm down." Skylar rolled her eyes at the bird's antics, but she couldn't stay mad at him forever. He was mischievous like all birds of his kind and that is why Skylar had chose to keep a raven instead of an owl in the first place. She told the person on the other side of the door to come in as she swished her wand and the papers all flew in their proper places again. She had to strongly resist the urge to stuck her tongue out at Diablo and settled with giving the bird a quick glance of triumph as Raziel Wang walked in, looking mighty uncomfortable and uncertain. "Professor Anderson? I um, had some questions about... thestrals, I know its not really a third year topic but um... if you have some free time? It's not that important."

She looked up at him interested. Now this was an unusual question. She never expected third years to be interested in creatures with such dark reputation. She smiled and motioned for Raziel to grab a seat. "Of course. I have plenty of time Raziel, what would you like to know?" She asked him cheerfully as she made her way over to a small cabinet to grab her mug and a thermos filled with chocolate.

Moving back to her desk, she shot a warning look at the raven that continued to innocently preen itself, before sitting down. She poured herself some chocolate and waved the thermos slightly towards the boy. "Would you like some?" She offered before sitting back expectantly. She wondered what the boy had in mind.

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Raziel Wang
May 5 2018, 12:35 AM
i thought i was dreaming
The professor was actually in her office, so that was... one hurdle cleared.... for now. He at least wasn't stuck outside looking dumb. On the other hand, his billion questions now had an outlet, all of which sounded wildly suspicious in Raz's ears. Whatever, he made it this far, he should at least get the answers he was looking for. He shut the door behind him and sat down, glancing around awkwardly at the walls. He never did bother visiting any of the other professor's offices after all, Raz had never found the reason- or enough of a reason, given how he would rather slog through a whole pile of books before asking for help.

His eyes caught on the photos hanging on the wall and the raven perched in the back, the faint squawking Raz thought he heard before peeking in the office suddenly making sense. The clutter made the room seem too big and too small all at the same time, which didn't make any sense. Except that it didn't even matter and he was only overthinking this because he was terrified of people and he was desperately clawing at any scrap of information he could leech out of the decorations in the room so it was easier to talk to the professor. Man, he should've written down his questions.

He accepted the offer of chocolate with a soft "Yes please" and drummed his fingers against his knees while trying to organize his thoughts. "Okay um, starting from the beginning I guess... You can only see thestrals if you see someone die, right? Are there exceptions? Like, um, people who have seen someone die and still can't see them or the other way around?"

It was better to confirm what facts he knew already before digging into what he thought might be true. The death part was the most confusing anyways, the textbooks said one thing but there were a few accounts of people who weren't able to see thestrals even afterwards... Still, three years was too long, wasn't it? Maybe he was being too hopeful. Or too impatient, he hadn't even asked half the questions he had. For a second, Raz wished he never ran down this rabbit hole- it would've been easier not to, that's for sure.

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Skylar Anderson
May 16 2018, 12:37 PM
Skylar Anderson
Life is chocolate, animals & journeys.
Skylar summoned a spare mug from the cabinet and went on to pour the rest of the beverage in it. She offered it to Raziel and listened patiently until he was finished. So he wanted to know how one was able to see Thestrals? This was something Skylar didn't wish to be able to do, due to the death witnessing requirement, but was not beyond wanting to. She imagined how much easier it would be to study this species if she was able to see it. How much light she could try and shed over their behavior and anatomy. Still, the boy was raising an interesting subject for debate

"Indeed, Thestrals can only be seen by someone who has witnessed death. But that is not as simple as it sounds. You need to be able to truly understand what you have seen. Let's take Mr. Potter's case shall we?" She nodded and took a quick sip from her mug. Bringing up a familiar case from modern History ought to help Raziel better understand where the complexity of the matter lied. "He was there the night his parents were killed, but was only a baby. He had not consciously understood his parents died. Later on, he was able to see Thestrals. He understood the meaning of death. He saw Cedric Diggory being killed during the Triwizard Tournament. So you see, it's not so much as seeing death, but accepting it. Acknowledging it's meaning." She pointed out, head tilting slightly sideways as she realized Raziel was being rather nervous about it. She wondered why? Was it because it was a rather heavy subject? Was she that intimidating to the already shy Hufflepuff or was it something deeper?

She didn't push it. It was going to be clear later on and she didn't want to make Raziel more uncomfortable than he already was. "Does this make sense?" She asked calmly and took another sip from her chocolate, relishing the sweetness of it.
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Raziel Wang
May 19 2018, 09:25 PM
i thought i was dreaming
This matter was getting more complicated than Raz had initially thought. Of course, he'd expected it to be difficult but there were just too many questions and too many factors. And for what reason? Knowing more didn't change anything and he couldn't imagine it would make him any happier- well, maybe it would, Raz didn't know.

It didn't... really make sense- it was easy enough to comprehend, but understanding it? Why was it so easy to see ghosts but so hard to see thestrals? He couldn't help but feel frustrated over the entire thing, something like "accepting death" was so vague and hard to wrap his head around. What was the difference between acceptance and acknowledgement? Was there a difference?

He frowned, staring down at the mug in his hands. He supposed it wasn't fair to the professor to start asking about philosophical stuff about life and death and it wasn't exactly what he said he wanted to know either. Another thought had crossed his mind as well, though it was one that Raz didn't particularly want to dwell on. Fact of the matter was, full moon, a mangled pile of fur, a stupid ten year old who blew his allowance on wolfsbane potions to hide his friend only to see it fail anyways... Could it be that he was actually just a depressing kid?

"It... has to be a human that dies, right?" he asked, voice shrinking. He winced immediately after, realizing how awkward it must've sounded, like he was asking about pets or whatever. "I mean like, half breeds, I guess? Can other creatures see thestrals?" Did people even bother to study this crap? Ah, wait, he was sorta getting off topic, wasn't he? Raz wasn't even sure what he wanted to ask anymore. Christ, he really should've written down a list of what he wanted to ask. It was hard to keep track of this stuff.

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