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**Archibald Greer** · 04-16-2019, 06:30 PM

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Originally Posted by RandomRaven

While having a conversation with her former professor, her brown eyes couldn't help but noticed the man who just landed with portkey. His face showed a confusion when he realized where he was. Ava nonchalantly kept looking at him because he seemed like he did not belong in here. Oh, Merlin. "Hey, Carter." She spoke in low voice-almost whispering to her fellow YATI. "Keep an eye on him." She suspected he was a lost muggle who accidentally touched something that was a portkey and brought back here.

Probably she should report this to her supervisor.

Archie's knees creaked as he tried to straighten up and walk closer to the young woman with the baked goods. And it was hard to do without his missing cane! But as he was making his way, he noticed another young lass keep giving him the eye as she whispered to her boyfriend.

"Speak up, missy!" Archie grumbled loudly at her as he passed by. "Don't you know it's disrespectful to whisper about people, especially your elders, right in front of them?" The youth of today had no manners anymore. It was appalling! And if he still had his cane, he'd have shaken it at her. That would have shown her.

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Originally Posted by Daemon

Oh! "Hello sir! I.. one moment please!" Bran, she hadn't made many things with bran, but she did have healthy muffins inside that she'd baked for her own dinner later. Zara quickly excused herself, skipped inside her tent and came out with a selection of savoury muffins as well as one of her kitchen chairs. "Lots of protein in these, sir! Could I get you anything else? Some butterbeer perhaps? Water?" she asked as she set the chair down on the grass and gestured for him to sit, should be want to. He did seem pretty tired.

It never once occured to the muggleborn that a muggle himself had managed to arrive at the Quidditch camp.

Ah, but this young lady was well-mannered! She even brought him a chair. Archie carefully and slowly made his way over to it, resting his hand on the back of it to support himself, then lowered himself into the seat.

"Thank you kindly, miss." Did he want a what? "A what beer?" He squinted his eyes at her as he tried to make sense of her nonsensical word. Probably some new fad among the teens, or at least the ones old enough to drink. "No, no..." He waved his hand dismissively at her. "I haven't had a beer since '72. Not much of a drinker anymore." She didn't need to know about his health problems though. "A water will be just fine." Maybe he was dehydrated, because he still felt like he was hallucinating. Now, what kind of muffins were these?

04-16-2019, 06:30 PM	#22 (permalink)
Archibald Greer Dufftown Muggle Puffskein Join Date: Dec 2012 Posts: 1,009	Quote: Originally Posted by RandomRaven While having a conversation with her former professor, her brown eyes couldn't help but noticed the man who just landed with portkey. His face showed a confusion when he realized where he was. Ava nonchalantly kept looking at him because he seemed like he did not belong in here. Oh, Merlin. "Hey, Carter." She spoke in low voice-almost whispering to her fellow YATI. "Keep an eye on him." She suspected he was a lost muggle who accidentally touched something that was a portkey and brought back here. Probably she should report this to her supervisor. Archie's knees creaked as he tried to straighten up and walk closer to the young woman with the baked goods. And it was hard to do without his missing cane! But as he was making his way, he noticed another young lass keep giving him the eye as she whispered to her boyfriend. "Speak up, missy!" Archie grumbled loudly at her as he passed by. *"Don't you know it's disrespectful to whisper about people, especially your elders, right in front of them?"* The youth of today had no manners anymore. It was appalling! And if he still had his cane, he'd have shaken it at her. That would have shown her. Quote: Originally Posted by Daemon Oh! "Hello sir! I.. one moment please!" Bran, she hadn't made many things with bran, but she did have healthy muffins inside that she'd baked for her own dinner later. Zara quickly excused herself, skipped inside her tent and came out with a selection of savoury muffins as well as one of her kitchen chairs. "Lots of protein in these, sir! Could I get you anything else? Some butterbeer perhaps? Water?" she asked as she set the chair down on the grass and gestured for him to sit, should be want to. He did seem pretty tired. It never once occured to the muggleborn that a muggle himself had managed to arrive at the Quidditch camp. Ah, but this young lady was well-mannered! She even brought him a chair. Archie carefully and slowly made his way over to it, resting his hand on the back of it to support himself, then lowered himself into the seat. "Thank you kindly, miss." Did he want a what? *"A what* beer?" He squinted his eyes at her as he tried to make sense of her nonsensical word. Probably some new fad among the teens, or at least the ones old enough to drink. "No, no..." He waved his hand dismissively at her. "I haven't had a beer since '72. Not much of a drinker anymore."** She didn't need to know about his health problems though. "A water will be just fine." Maybe he was dehydrated, because he still felt like he was hallucinating. Now, what kind of muffins were these?