 It's Howell, now, Lynley. Read your memos. Granddaddy Ravenclaw | | Jermione Granger
As the door swung open, Emmalee was so rudely greeted by Lynley's 'yell first, ask questions later,' approach to management. There was also a waft of... whatever that repulsive smell was and the redhead found herself glad she'd procrastinated on this particular visit. A few weeks ago and the scent would have had her scrambling for the nearest rubbish bin.
Entering the office and settling into a chair, she was about the thank the woman for her congratulations when she began to cackle. The Environmental Head just watched her for a moment, a small smirk creeping on to her face. "Lacing your nail polish with Alihotsy?" It was a joke.. mostly. But that cackling.. Merlin.
"I won't take much of your time, I know you're.. terribly busy," with nail polish, apparently. "But as you can see, apparition isn't exactly in the cards right now and I need to get my aunt's home on Hogsmeade connected to the floo."
Taking the train was not an option.
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Has anyone ever sung you a lullaby?
You can fly above the rain clouds
Close your eyes
Let the melody carry you
Leave all your fears behind You can float across a rainbow sky
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