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Old 10-16-2019, 06:46 PM   #14 (permalink)
emjay


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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Phoenix Marchbanks
Ravenclaw
Fourth Year

Hogwarts RPG Name:
Wiley Whittebrook
Hufflepuff
Second Year

Ministry RPG Name:
Kendra Jordan-Durand
Accidents & Catastrophes

Ministry RPG Name:
Gunnar McCarthy-Toussaint
Ecological Protection

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It only took Finneas several months to learn his lesson, but he had learned it! And it was carrying an umbrella around on his person at all times. Not because it frequently rained indoors, but because he had spent far too many hours picking candle wax out of his hair. And as it was, this hallway was his favorite place for a cuppa.

And so he sat on a bench, one hand holding an umbrella while the other held a periodical. A tea seat floating in the air beside him, three little teacups each on a plate, a kettle filled with tea, and a small pot of sugarcubes.

Ah, what a time to be alive.
Gunnar was not lost and he was not exploring the palace, but he was in need of a quiet, out-of-the-way place to do some homework and maybe some privacy later. And as a result of his prefect duties, he had become fairly accustomed to many of the nooks and crannies of Beauxbatons, some of which were less populous than others.

Less populous was exactly what he needed today, staying away from the broom closet also known as his dorm as much as he could, and the library was as crowded as ever. But Gunnar had found that the Hall of Candelabras was often fairly quiet at certain times of the day, and while it was a strange little place, it was interesting and oddly beautiful at the same time.

As he entered the hallway, the Slytherin prefect noticed the Muggle Studies professor already sat on a bench there. Schmoe, wasn't it? He didn't take Muggle Studies, but he was familiar enough that he knew who he was.

"Hello, Professor," he nodded at the man before taking a seat on an opposite bench, soon noting the floating tray of teacups next to him. Oh no, was he expecting company? Was there a professor tea party due to arrive? Perhaps he had picked the wrong time to come here to do his homework.
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