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Old 01-22-2020, 10:25 AM   #10 (permalink)
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Text Cut: Claudine, Carys, Nettie and Ronan
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She heard the approaching footsteps but was still,at that moment, too shocked to move. However, Claudine was slowly getting over that feeling for this woman before her couldn’t be Helga Hufflepuff. She slowly shook her head. No, she didn’t need any food nor to see the Healer. That dark gaze intensified as she scrutinised the woman. There was no way this was Hufflepuff. “She can’t be Hufflepuff,’’ she said to Nettie, still judging the woman. “I bet someone’s pulling a prank using the Polyjuice potion and some old fashioned clothing.'' To ‘Hufflepuff’ she said, “Ha ha, very funny. Joke’s up.’’

Claudine nearly jumped inches into the air when her elbow was touched. Anyone who knew her knew that she hated anyone making contact with her. She jerked her arm away from ‘Hufflepuff’. “How long until your one hour is up until the Potion wears off, anyway?’’ Claudine questioned, now moving her feet and trailing after the woman.
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Between helping to try and clean up the castle, especially the poor Hufflepuff garden that had broken her heart as soon as she’d seen it, along with studying for OWLs and prefect duties, Carys was the tiniest bit stressed. Granted, she had her distractions too, being art and Eron, but she wasn’t occupied with either at the moment. The activity of the moment had been studying, but halfway through she’d gotten a bit hungry and, seeing as it wasn’t breakfast so she hadn’t had her boyfriend waiting outside the barrels for her with food, nor was she with her sister who nearly always had something she could snack on, a trip to the kitchens seemed necessary.

Except, it seemed like the snack mission was on pause once she’d gotten to the fruit owl only to find Nettie and Claudine standing there with a living woman who was awfully familiar from the decorations inside the common room. Even the accent seemed recognizable, and not from her own upbringing and accent. She’d been going over Hogwarts: A History not too long ago, and that made this all that much more strange.

“Excuse her, Miss Hufflepuff,” she said as she joined the group, glancing at the younger Snakette momentarily. Obviously there was one glaring little detail missing to her theory that was being overlooked.

“Where would someone have gotten a hair from her in order to make Polyjuice potion?”, she added in a whisper to Claudine. At the very least she felt pointing out the inaccuracy before she let the girl blatantly disrespect a founder. No matter how odd her appearance in the castle might seem.
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...everything about this was too much. Nettie blinked at Helga, who didn't seem at all phased that she was suddenly here, walking around the castle and not in her portrait where she belonged. As for Claudine, it was a good idea - but as soon as Carys appeared, she heard her whisper to the younger girl about the flaw in her plan. Which again, brought her back to the fact that Helga Hufflepuff was apparently standing RIGHT THERE.

And Carys was just...chill with that?!

"Are you not at all concerned that she's standing here? And not in a portrait?!" she asked her with a whisper.

Nettie had always assumed everyone's reaction to founders walking around the castle would be to panic - much like she was right now. Apparently she was alone in that, though...
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Today was a butterbeer cookies kind of day. He'd missed the house elves and being in the kitchens last term, and the fourteen year old was making up for lost time by visiting the fruit bowl almost daily. The kitchens at Beauxbatons just.. they hadn't been the same. They hadn't felt homey. These kitchens, the Hogwarts kitchens, they were his home away from home, almost as much as the common room was. It was part of the reason why he loved being in Hufflepuff, his proximity to the kitchens and the great hall.

Thank you Helga Hufflepuff for creating his house, and for choosing the best location in the house.

Turning the corner, Ronan noticed a little gathering in front of the entrance to the kitchens. Nettie, the Ravenclaw prefect - wait, no, not a prefect anymore? Ronan hoped she hadn't been fired, that sounded unpleasant - a second year he didn't know, and Carys were all standing around talking to some woman. Huh, who's she? Ronan frowned as he slowed to a stop. She seemed awfully familiar, but she wasn't any of the professors, and he was almost sure he didn't know her from outside of school.

He arrived just in time to catch Nettie's whisper, which confused him even more. "What do you mean? What portrait? Who is she? ... and why are you whispering??" Weird.


Hmm. The young girl flinched and then concerned Helga more. Perhaps chocolate and an array of food would not be enough to console and settle the girl. Perhaps she really would need the nurse. ….. Especially when she asked her when her time would be up. How insulting! She was Helga Hufflepuff, founder! Her time would never be up! She was the kind and caring Matriarch of Hufflepuff House.

Turning her attention towards the older girls, Helga carefully motioned to the younger girl. ”Perhaps you could take her into the kitchen and I will go and get the Healer. I think she perhaps needs to be checked over, surely she should know who I am. Perhaps she is in shock. Dear, are you okay?”

The woman did turn a motherly smile towards the young boy sporting gold robes. Ahh. A Hufflepuff. Another of her own. Her heart soared as she looked from Carys to Ronan and then she frowned slightly as they were all whispering about her. ”Whispering isn’t at all polite, my Dears.” Perhaps they all needed their eyes checked by the Healer.
”Hmm. Yes, yes. I believe that is exactly what is needed.” She said allowed, nodding mostly to herself as she took a step away from the fruit bowl. Helga would get the Healer. The Healer would check them over and make sure that they were all okay.

”If you all wait in the Kitchen, my Dears - I will be back with the Healer.” She informed kindly, though her eyes were still worriedly looking at Claudine. And before they could say anything else to stop her, she walked briskly down the corridor in search of the Healer.

If they actually sat and waited for the Healer to arrive, they would have been waiting a long time as one Helga Hufflepuff never did manage to find Professor Recard.
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