Dardanius Dubois
What to do?
Thu May 24, 2018 13:01
213.205.192.9

Several of the seventh years had received very important mail recently, much of it determining how students would be spending their immediate futures after graduating RMI. That morning, Dardanius received a letter that had the potential to overwrite the decision he thought he had already made. He’d been accepted at his first choice college, University of Chicago, and was enthusiastic about their world-renowned International Magical Relations program. His mother had grown up in Illinois, and Danny was excited to expand his social circle beyond his handful of friends at RMI, and the elitist pureblood socialites of Louisiana.

Having opened all their letters by now, Holland had decided on MIT. Danny was so pleased for them, he could tell they were excited to study cursebreaking. Yet the thought of Holland being in Massachusetts while he was in Illinois for most of the year wasn’t particularly appealing. He’d also gotten a place at Amherst, which was so much closer to where they would be (and Marissa, if she went to Adams, and Rose if she went to Harvard). He’d toyed with the idea of being closer to the people he cared about but without even mentioning it to Holland he knew exactly what they’d say: that he couldn’t choose his college just to be nearer to them. Danny knew that, statistically and anecdotally, high school relationships didn’t last into college. He knew that the chances of Holland finding someone else they liked were high, and he suspected that a boyfriend whose family didn’t try to hex them would be an appealing alternative. He understood the odds of keeping Holland were against him, but this made being nearer to them more compelling, not less: Danny intended to make the most of Holland while he still had them.

This hadn’t stopped him disregarding his place at university in Paris, however. Danny wanted to travel; he knew Paris, had family there, and the international school would provide him with a degree in just three years. But Europe was another continent, with a six hour time difference from Massachusetts. He planned to live a long life (providing Claudia didn’t completely snap and hex him to oblivion); there would be ample opportunity for travel in his future. So Chicago it was.

Then this letter had arrived. He’d read it when it had arrived just as he was finishing up his breakfast, but he hadn’t given it much thought as he made his way to morning classes. Now he’d finished the seafood omelette and salad leaves he’d selected for lunch, Danny read the letter over again, contemplating every detail. The first page was in his grandfather’s handwriting, reiterating that Dardanius had secured a summer internship at Cirrus, the Quidditch manufacturing company his grandfather owned and managed. He then briefly explained that the company was preparing for imminent expansion to the international market; the newly created international relations department required employees. Leo Tallow was writing to offer Danny a job.

The second page was a job description summary, and the third page detailed programs offered by the Magical Institute of International Trade that Danny could study while working to gain the qualifications relevant to his position. The components were not dissimilar from programs he’d researched at UChicago, but he’d be learning in an office, instead of a classroom. After four years he wouldn’t have a degree, but would have four years of employment history and an internationally recognised license to trade and regulate magical exports.

Danny re-read the pages for at least the third time, registering that someone had sat across from him at the table. “Hey,” he said distractedly without looking up.

    • Usually you just ask me - Holland Keene, Thu May 24 16:27
      After all the financial aid news had come out and they’d talked to their parents—and Marissa and Danny, who weren’t as influential to the decision but whose plans and opinions mattered to... more
      • So what do you think? - Dardanius, Fri May 25 05:22
        Holland’s voice roused Danny from his thoughts; he smiled at them, looking up from the pages that were starting to look creased around the edges. “I received a letter from my grandfather this... more
        • That I’m bad at subject lines - Holland, Fri May 25 12:49
          At their core, Holland balked at the nepotism. They personally would have a problem with accepting a career—as opposed to an hourly cashiering job—from a relative. Networking opportunities had been... more
          • We have that in common - Danny, Sat May 26 16:03
            Whoever decided that eighteen year olds were sufficiently mature to pick their own futures had clearly forgotten what it was like to be eighteen. Holland immediately identified two of the drawbacks... more
            • We should work on that - Holland, Sun May 27 19:51
              One function of elitist societies obsessed with genealogy was to provide opportunities to its members based on family connections rather than personal abilities. Holland’s opinion of that method of... more
              • Should we take a class? - Danny, Tue May 29 10:12
                Danny tried not to bristle at the insinuation that if he accepted this job he would be not be acting in the company’s best interest; he had more of a reason to want Cirrus to be successful than most. ... more
                • We could just graduate - Holland, Tue May 29 15:03
                  Not knowing Leo Tallow personally, Holland would have to defer to Danny’s opinion here. Given their understanding of how pureblood society worked, though, Holland thought it likely that Leo would... more
                  • We had so little time to shine - Danny, Tue May 29 16:22
                    Finally Holland’s expression sprung out of a frown, and at a juncture that Danny would not have expected to elicit a grin if he was talking to anyone else. Right . Holland couldn’t separate the... more
                    • I think we made the most of it - Holland, Tue Jun 5 14:26
                      “It would,” Holland agreed, “but you could do it.” Danny had many qualities that Holland admired; his work ethic was not one of them. Working for his grandfather’s company was a situation which could ... more
                      • We gave it our best - Danny, Tue Jun 5 16:39
                        Holland agreed that this opportunity at Cirrus would be ‘a lot’ to deal with, but they also said he could do it. Danny felt soothed by the comment: they might not approve of him taking the position,... more
                        • We set the bar high - Holland, Wed Jun 6 02:25
                          Danny didn’t laugh. Oh. Holland knew from the boggarts that they didn’t have a monopoly on insecurity in the relationship. They had their share, but they were working to address those issues. Over... more
                          • Astronomically high - Danny, Thu Jun 7 16:33
                            When Holland moved to sit near him, Danny at first felt foolish that he’d let his idle concerns become known to them. Worrying about them meeting someone else wouldn’t help: nothing that Danny did... more
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