05-30-2014, 08:58 AM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6
| ¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Quote:
Originally Posted by nanyjj *groan*
Not only was that thing heavy, it was also extremely stinking. It was going to be fun, though. A bit of troublemaking once in a while was okay, Leah guessed. She just hoped that she would not smell too bad after this.
Inhaling a deep breath and smelling an unbearable odor, she knocked on the door, and waited by the armchairs. Lucky for him, the odour hadn't reached Cosgrach yet.
He was reading the newspaper when he heard the knock. He was in casual muggle clothes: jeans and a shirt. Although it was freezing outside, his office was very well heated, and he wished no one bothered to disturb him.
But they did. Oh well.
With a sigh, he collected the newspaper and walked to open the door. Work those muscles and such. "Hello?"
.......did it........smell here? Quote:
Originally Posted by FireboltAvis88 Cris was glad that he had found his way to Professor Culloden's office...well his waiting room for now. He had been wanting to practice brewing a potion that would benefit both Muggles and muggleborn wizarding folk alike but never had the opportunity to do so.
He had first looked up the ingredients that would be required and was dismayed to find out that his potions kit lacked some of them. So here he was to speak with the Professor as to how he could go about acquiring his missing ingredients.
Holding his journal with one hand, Cris walked up the closed door and knocked on it.
KNOCK!...KNOCK!
Then he sat down in one of the black arm chairs and waited for the Professor to answer. Well, the professor wasn't in. He came from the same corridor Cris had just passed with a plate full of goodies the house elves offered to a professor. He didn't know if they served differently to a professor and a student, and he had no intentions of sharing his even if a student was served with less. He even wanted to sneak that plate in, y'see, just so he didn't have to deal with bugging people -
Someone...was there... Cosgrach glared at the figure from afar. He even thought of not going there until the figure disappeared, but the bugger had probably heard his footsteps. And anyway, who was he afraid of? That student shouldn't even think of touching his plate! YES!
Approaching his door, he was relieved that it was Cris. He had manners, lots, so he wouldn't even eye his plate without permission. Good. "Hello Cris," he greeted as he unlocked his door, "came for a visit? Well, c'min, c'min." He opened the door and entered, not waiting for a reply. He set the TREASURE on his table, away from visitor chairs, and indicated Cris to take a seat.
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