sortinghat_logs | Iran or Iraq...?

Who: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson and Greg Lestrade.
Tone: Friendly...?
Rating: PG-13
When: 28th October
Where: Empty Classroom
What: In an attempt to get John out of his shell and to satisfy Sherlock's questions, Greg's decided to ~~play Mike Stamford and~~ introduce the two boys to each other.

[In retrospect, this plan of his was starting to look like a really, really bad idea. The concept was simple enough; Sherlock needed someone to explain the ways of the Muggle world to him, and John's better at words than he is. It'd be killing two birds in one stone, maybe even three if this got John to open up further to other people. And really, he did have the best intentions for the both of them. There shouldn't be any problems.

Except there were a million and one problems already.

Sherlock wasn't exactly the most...sensitive of people. And John's slight apprehension against pure-blood wizards might complicate matters when Sherlock starts throwing out the politically incorrect lingo. It probably didn't help that Sherlock was as stubborn as they come about sticking to what he knew so long as it couldn't be explained properly why exactly it was wrong, and Greg's not the best at doing that. Still, there was brilliance. A heaping good amount of it that Greg really admired. And maybe if John could explain things to him then things could change for the better.

Sherlock Holmes was a great man. Hopefully someday, he could be a good one. And who better to correct him and, perhaps in a way, guide him, than John, the boy who had helped Greg find a way to stand on his own two feet when he first started his journey into the wizarding world?

There were ulterior motives to be had too, though. Maybe he wanted Sherlock to meet John, not for the Ravenclaw's own benefit, but also for Greg's own curiosity. What had happened that night two years ago that changed John that much still remained a tight secret, and the longer it was around the deeper the chasm between the John and Greg grew. It would be a lie if he wasn't doing this for some of his own personal gain; he wanted to know what happened, so that he could know how to fix it and get John back.

With one hand on the handle, he looked back to John and offered a slight grin to reassure him.]

He's a bit of a strange one, but not too bad a bloke as pure-blood wizards go. He's just...sheltered, so some of the words he uses it's not because he's got anything on us. Don't take it to heart.

[That said, he pushed the door open.]

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[Sherlock tried not to smile too much. John either had no idea or thought nothing of dropping little words of praise Sherlock's way. It was... nice.]

None of the Wizard professions interest me. I thought maybe I might find something worth while if I broadened my search area to include Muggle concerns. I'm not certain what the prerequisites for Muggle sciences are in their higher learning facilities but learning their behaviors would be a good first step either way.

[John nodded, thinking about Sherlock's rationale.]

The odds of getting into science colleges in University are mostly based on what you focus on for your A-levels and what grades you get. I've really got no idea how the process would work with Hogwarts, though. Putting a magic school on a transcript might be a bit... well. It might raise some questions.

Certainly I'm not the first student to not wish to continue on into magic careers. I never picked Hogwarts. Hogwarts picked me the same as it did you and Greg. So there must be some sort of...equivalency or plan in place for crossing over. Otherwise I'm sure Greg will find himself just as trapped.

[He had remained mostly silent during the whole exchange between the two, taking the time instead to process everything that Sherlock had deduced. With everything laid out for him to see like this, all the missing pieces came to light and fitted in with the rest of the picture that he had long tried to figure out.

A victim of Death Eaters? A Cruciatus curse? His throat had gone dry when Sherlock had unearthed John's secret, just as he had secretly intended. But such a matter shouldn't have been revealed in this way, with an unemotional stranger meticulously dissecting his friend through his clothes and frame. He shouldn't be ticked off, seeing as it was his idea in the first place, but that doesn't stop him from feeling like a bad friend, one that couldn't be trusted.

At the mention of his name with the idea of "crossing-over", his head snapped up and he stubbornly disagreed.]

I'm not trapped! Just...undecided, that's all.

You're probably right. But given Hogwarts' curriculum priorities, whoever decides to go for something like that's got to have a lot of independent study under their belt to know what's going on.

Good thing you're already well on your way with that, eh?

[Sherlock nodded. It hardly worked in well with what he was expected to be studying, as John had said, but the books he'd found and the very limited experiments were still something in the right direction.

He looked over at Greg and shrugged.]

Undecided and without options is still trapped. You should be looking into it as well. Or else it's rather decided for you it seems.

Well I am looking into it, thank you very much.

[He grumbled and settled back against the table, arms crossed.]

What do you want to do in the Muggle world anyway?

[Sherlock shrugged.]

I don't honestly know what all it has to offer. So for now I'll stick with an education in sciences. I won't be bored.

Any in particular or just... all? I mean, I bet you could pull that off, but it's an awfully wide field.

I won't really know until I try them. Sort of the point of school.

[He looked John over.]

And you? Auror is it?

You've got a point there. Expanding your horizons and what-not.

[Not that that had been his experience over the last year. If anything, getting a more... personal taste of some of the unpleasantness the wizarding world had to offer had throttled him a bit.]

I used to think being an Auror might be a good option; there's a long history of military service in my family, and that's probably the closest thing Wizards have got to that sort of thing.

Now I'm not so sure. Not sure if I even could anymore. I haven't really thought much about the future in... a while.

Well, you have one regardless. Planned for or not, it'll happen. Almost more fun that way, honestly.

[John just looked at Sherlock for a moment, his only reaction a blink of surprise. For a while now, he'd felt like the rest of his life would be dominated by boredom and frustration, stuck not knowing if his bad leg and related problems would rule his future for the rest of his life. Now, though, he was face-to-face with someone who seemed not only capable of providing a little interesting stimulation to the haze of bitter resignation that had become his life, but eager to. Slowly, a grin spread across his face.]

Yeah. Yeah, you're right about that. I think I'm long due a good surprise or two, personally.

[He shook his head, but his grin was still there.]

You're an interesting guy, Sherlock Holmes.

Sherlock, please.

I should commend Greg on not having your typical, boring group of acquaintances. This could have gone much worse.

I'm just going to choose to think that Greg and I should take that as a compliment. And no kidding. I was a bit worried when I found out Greg's friend was the stalk- er, the bloke wanting to thoroughly investigate Muggleborns.

Right, then. Sherlock it is. Call me John.

[He offers his hand to shake on the surprisingly good meeting.]

[Sherlock looks at his hand for a moment then slowly takes his to shake.]

John. Yes.

[Well, it's pretty clear someone isn't used to such direct friendly action. It might be the most awkward handshake John's ever had, but at least that's memorable.]

I should probably get going. I'll never get my homework done at this rate. But it was actually really great meeting you, and I'm glad Greg introduced us. I suppose we'll be seeing each other around.

[A slight pause.]

... but ah, remember, don't take that literally. If you're still set on observing me and all that, I'd rather be an active participant with things like, y'know, talking to each other instead of just being someone you watch from a bush or something.

Perhaps I will see you at the odd meal time, then. Or see you've written in the journal system. That would be acceptable?

... "Accepta-" [He shakes his head with a bit of incredulity, but lets it slide otherwise.] Yeah, it's acceptable. It's fine. If you ever want to talk or meet up, just let me know.

[Sherlock smirks and nods.]

Until then. Afternoon.

[Sherlock nods to Greg and leaves. Well, that went splendidly >3 ]

[Greg waits for the door to swing shut before he turns to Watson with a somewhat grim smile.]

Yeah, he's always like that. Sorry, I didn't know you'd spoken to him before.

Edited 2012-11-17 15:04 (UTC)

Iran or Iraq...?

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gah lost this tag in the flood of stuff from the shadow log

quite alright~

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