<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/e5/b4/fd/e5b4fdcf53950ca187eb25ef041cca2d.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Michael Oakes (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14703824#msg14703824)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff / 7th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle-Born<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 14" | Sycamore | Dragon Heartstring<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> A blue T-Shirt, A rugged jacket and combats all scratched and marked.<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 12th September, LATE evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Library, Hogwarts<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> For once studying late<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> <br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hayley, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Michael kept a friendly smile when she replied. He wanted her to calm down, and his smile had no hint of a mocking smirk. He was glad enough that she carried on like he had when he'd changed the subject. He couldn't help feel a little bad for her blushing, but perhaps that was completely inevitable in this situation.<br/><br/>He grinned wider when she confirmed she was doing the same as he was. He was glad she had such a great interest. "Yeah.." He managed to get out, a swift response to her questioning. She wasn't the first or last to wonder why he didn't want to enter. Despite his difficulties studying Michael was a fairly capable wizard, besides being extremely athletic and excellent with animals. "That's great Hayley. I'm sure they'll be glad for the help!" He encouraged, feeling a little sense of house pride in how selfless his fellows tended to be.<br/><br/>"Being good with animals just takes a little time. You learn to trust them when you get used to it. They're easier than people are, for sure." He joked, a little at his own expense. For every one who thought Michael's skill with animals was brave and cool there was another person who'd seen him make some spectacular social blunder. He liked that he always knew where he stood with animals. Even if sometimes it was running away to avoid being bitten, the animal didn't then talk behind your back. He could appreciate that kind of directness.<br/><br/>"I'd be happy to join you. I can.." He trailed off, listening as she began to apologise in advance. He didn't interrupt the rambling, instead politely listening before shaking his head at the end. "Nothing to be sorry for. It broke up the monotony!" Michael remained relentlessly upbeat. As awkward as he was he did at least generally manage to be kind and positive to others. "I'd be happy to research together. I'm sure you've found some magical creature knowledge I've missed, over the past years you've studied. And I'd love to hear about that. And I can help you with further detail on the magical creatures I've looked into, if you'd like." He offered, nodding in the general direction of his books and notes.