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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising

Fina nodded as Thea confirmed what she had been referring to. She had been rather vague in what was good. "Yes. There were some interesting finds in there." She did like to keep up with some new Charms information, even if she no longer taught the subject.

Deliberating over whether she ought to play dumb about her next comment, Fina thought otherwise. Althea, after all, hadn't phrased it in a question but that genuine curiosity in which Josephina found compelling. "Of course . . . " Well even if she wasn't going to be reading her book, at least her handbag had some use. Tate wouldn't be too mad at her for sharing the blasted article, right?

"Here." She removed the folded newspaper and held it out.

"Usually." She agreed with a quick smile. "Perhaps, if you're truly interested, I could show you a few interesting studies. I have some other journals in my rooms." And now the woman could brush her off and show she'd only been making small talk, though Althea meant the offer truly.

"Thank you." Althea took the paper and unfolded it scanning for the article.

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Originally Posted by Hera

"Oh right, of course."
Seren was beginning to get the impressiong that Althea wasn't the chatting type. Shame.

... which was lucky because apparently Seren had no interest in pursuing conversation or sharing anything about herself. Well that was fine. Althea found the article and began to read it.

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles

Althea Schirmer. Got it. Wait- Everett took a double take at the woman before speaking again. "You were a Ravenclaw weren't you?" He asked slowly before breaking out in a smile. Because really...what were the chances of two people having the exact same name.

"Everett Scabior. But I'm guessing you already knew that. You Claws tend to be abnormally sharp."

"Sharp, maybe. Or perhaps I just have a better memory." She eyed him over the newspaper, and her cockatrice tattoo, peeking over her collar did too, then it disappeared beneath the fabric, only to reappear on her wrist, as if it were trying to see the newspaper instead.

She should lighten up on him. She'd changed rather drastically from her Hogwarts days. The giant glasses had gone for one thing.

Althea did smile and WAS about to say something conversational, but then the article caught her attention and she glared at the newspaper.

"A Blacksmith?" Ridiculous. She snapped the paper shut crossly and slid it across the table to Josephina, crossing her arms across her chest and causing her tattoo to retreat in apparent alarm under her sleeve once more.

Hogwarts was DAMNED lucky to have her and the Daily Prophet CLEARLY hadn't done any research.

Thea didn't much care about the slander towards whoever the former healer was, or the Law Enforcement branch of the ministry, or even towards Tate who had already turned Althea frosty towards him, but she was proud of her own achievements and immediately irritated to be reduced to 'blacksmith' when really there was so much more to what she did and she truly WAS the best in her damned field.

She sipped her drink and sat there trying to calm herself down, but building into a frosty sort of tension all the same, as if the temperature of the room had suddenly dropped several degrees.

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

To accquaint himself with the castle Edvard had after classes been walking around aimlessley talking to portraits and even some not so frightened student's. With a telescope under his arm he had soon gotten lost, it was inevitable since his sense of direction had never been top class. Asking for directions from student's who passed by had only lead him in an even wronger direction.

After walking for atleast a good 2 hours Edvard finally found the staff room located on the ground floor. His feet were aching badly and the telescope he was carrying was at this point weighing tons. Opening the door he was more focused on the staff sitting in there then the ground and therefore didn't see the threashold and with his usual luck jammed his right foot right into it. Falling forwards he managed to keep a secure hold on the telescope as he landed on the cold, stone floor with a big "thump!"

It was lucky Eddie chose that moment to show up.

"Oh!" She stood up and rushed over.

And then?

"Is the telescope alright?" He was fine. He was breathing, wasn't he? Thea offered her hand, but her attention was fully on the telescope. She did metal better than she did people after all, even if she was rather fond of Edvard.