02-03-2015, 01:48 AM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Freja Hapgood-Messer Hufflepuff First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Brenna Kavanaugh Slytherin Seventh Year
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| Arts TRANSPONSTER! Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie
Sweetener? Uuuuuuuuuuh...
"I may have something," he said, giving his desk a nervous look over and then patting the pockets of his suit. AHA! Some that he had snatched from a muggle cafe a few weeks ago when he had gone to London on official Astronomer Royal business. "Here you go," he said after trying to remove the crease from one of the corners of the tiny package.
He never used the stuff. Preferring to have his tea straight or just with a little bit of milk.
Waving his wand to have the tea cups arrange themselves, he relaxed a little more into his seat and.......stared. Ah yes, deflection technique. He was quite familiar with this. "As good as that is to hear, Miss Hapgood, that is not why I asked you to stop by." Agatha couldn't help but to raise a suspicious eyebrow as professor Flamsteed searched for something in his pockets. Who in their right mind would carry some sweetener in their--- well, professor Flamsteed, apparently.
The girl slowly reached out for the tiny package he was holding out, her eyebrow still raised as she gave him questioning looks. "Thanks..."
No wonder he was the Head of Gryffindor.
Well then. That wasn't why he asked her to go see him and she knew it. This Slytherin wasn't about to start the conversation, though, because she didn't feel that what she had done was wrong or bad or whatever he wanted to put it. It wasn't like she had forced Zander to do it anyway, she just asked politely and he did it. Nevermind she was aware the boy was slightly intimidated by her, that didn't matter right now.
So the ballerina simply stared right back without moving a muscle or saying a word.
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