SnitchSeeker.com - View Single Post

Ginevra · 07-16-2018, 09:33 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Gaston ventured out of his office and down the hall to the practice room. It was probably time to restock the supplies; it had been a while since he checked in on things there. Besides, his wife's birthday wasn't far away, and the practice room was the perfect place to make a card for her.

He peered inside, hoping not to find the place a mess. So far, so good. There was no paint splatters on the walls or wood shavings littering the floor. He opened the top drawer of the craft cart to inspect the supplies, and as he was reorganizing the spools of thread, he smiled, noticing a familiar face. "Hello, Daisy," he greeted the Hufflepuff as he approached. His blue eyes fell to the patterns she was looking at. "Any ideas what you'd like to make?"

Daisy smiled at Professor Marchand. "Hello, sir. I am thinking of making some kind of embroidery that can be framed and hung up on the wall at home. However, I am struggling to find a pattern that I am fond of."

She kept on carefully studying the patterns. Maybe she didn't need a pattern, only her imagination.

07-16-2018, 09:33 AM	#4 (permalink)
Ginevra DMLE Kappa Join Date: May 2005 Location: The Multiverse Posts: 13,042 Hogwarts RPG Name: Persephone Smithfield Gryffindor First Year Ministry RPG Name: Lucille Pembrooke Law Enforcement x5	Oh, how we drift away from our friends. And the ones back home play remember when Quote: Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy Gaston ventured out of his office and down the hall to the practice room. It was probably time to restock the supplies; it had been a while since he checked in on things there. Besides, his wife's birthday wasn't far away, and the practice room was the perfect place to make a card for her. He peered inside, hoping not to find the place a mess. So far, so good. There was no paint splatters on the walls or wood shavings littering the floor. He opened the top drawer of the craft cart to inspect the supplies, and as he was reorganizing the spools of thread, he smiled, noticing a familiar face. "Hello, Daisy," he greeted the Hufflepuff as he approached. His blue eyes fell to the patterns she was looking at. "Any ideas what you'd like to make?" Daisy smiled at Professor Marchand. "Hello, sir. I am thinking of making some kind of embroidery that can be framed and hung up on the wall at home. However, I am struggling to find a pattern that I am fond of." She kept on carefully studying the patterns. Maybe she didn't need a pattern, only her imagination.