 ½ of Lauralie | Koala | The being in Ern's pocket | Baby Smurf | Prouf member of The Flock
As the doors swung open, Simran reached behind her absently for something to use as a spare bookmark, and finding a quill, stuck the feather inside the book and shut it, quill nib sticking out. Only then did she look up.
"Good morning, Master Jones," she said pointedly, noting the lack of greeting with a raised eyebrow. "I hope you find yourself well-rested. You will, as you most likely have gathered, be cleaning the Owlery today without the use of magic."
Setting the book aside, she rose to her feet, coat straightening behind her as she drew herself to her full height of five feet and three inches and stretched her hand out expectantly. "Your wand, please, Master Jones. I will return it to you directly after detention. It will not, in fact, leave your sight, as is your right pursuant to the Code of Wand Use."
However, this was meant to be a punishment, and use of magic would make this process significantly more tolerable.
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