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*Zoe* · 04-02-2023, 06:03 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Everything was perfectly fine.

No, absolutely no improperly catalogued artefacts had slipped out of the Chamber of Codes and vanished somewhere within the Department of Mysteries. No, he was not moderately irritated by one of the department's self proclaimed Seers stopping him with an entirely inappropriate shoulder tap and sad concerned cruppy eyes that he was to lose his head on this day. And no, absolutely and unequivocally no, the department head was not concerned about the sudden crack that had formed in the tank in the Thought Chamber. No no no no no, everything was just peachy.

Wand drawn, the gangly mess of a man lumbered through the maze of corridors and followed the clicking but sometimes mewing sound until it brought him to the lifts. No, no concern at ALL about this particular artefact finding its way on to the lift.

No, Houston there was no problem.

But as the lift doors began to open...the probability for a problem increased tenfold.

"Immobulus!"

In an effort to block out that lift music, Frankie had closed his eyes, allowing himself to disassociate for a moment. The lift carried on jangling and clattering its way down level after level, and the Auror was lost in his thoughts, his focus solely on a pleasant memory involving him and his wife dancing together during their days at Hogwarts. Such simpler times, those were.

The violent jolt of the lift and the announcement that he was now on the level for the Department of Mysteries snapped him right out of his daydreaming. A quiet sigh escaped his mouth as he mentally prepared himself for a trek down to the courtroom and watch the proceedings.

When the door began to slide open, instantly the blond registered the face of the department head. It had been a while since he had last run into his former Astronomy professor. "Hello, Prof --"

His words came to a sudden halt as he could not feel himself move a muscle. Well, this was ... fun.

04-02-2023, 06:03 PM	#4 (permalink)
Zoe **DMAC & DMLE** Runespoor Join Date: Nov 2006 Location: Wonderland Posts: 61,320 Hogwarts RPG Name: Logan Paton Gryffindor Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Gillyweed Beery Slytherin Third Year Ministry RPG Name: Tallulah Gamp Accidents & Catastrophes Ministry RPG Name: Franklin Paton Law Enforcement x8 x8	Bathes in Maple Syrup \| Dancing Lobster \| Mrs. Charlie Weasley \| Seneca's Beard \| That's So Fetch Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Everything was perfectly fine. No, absolutely no improperly catalogued artefacts had slipped out of the Chamber of Codes and vanished somewhere within the Department of Mysteries. No, he was not moderately irritated by one of the department's self proclaimed Seers stopping him with an entirely inappropriate shoulder tap and sad concerned cruppy eyes that he was to lose his head on this day. And no, absolutely and unequivocally no, the department head was not concerned about the sudden crack that had formed in the tank in the Thought Chamber. No no no no no, everything was just peachy. Wand drawn, the gangly mess of a man lumbered through the maze of corridors and followed the clicking but sometimes mewing sound until it brought him to the lifts. No, no concern at ALL about this particular artefact finding its way on to the lift. No, Houston there was no problem. But as the lift doors began to open...the probability for a problem increased tenfold. "Immobulus!" In an effort to block out that lift music, Frankie had closed his eyes, allowing himself to disassociate for a moment. The lift carried on jangling and clattering its way down level after level, and the Auror was lost in his thoughts, his focus solely on a pleasant memory involving him and his wife dancing together during their days at Hogwarts. Such simpler times, those were. The violent jolt of the lift and the announcement that he was now on the level for the Department of Mysteries snapped him right out of his daydreaming. A quiet sigh escaped his mouth as he mentally prepared himself for a trek down to the courtroom and watch the proceedings. When the door began to slide open, instantly the blond registered the face of the department head. It had been a while since he had last run into his former Astronomy professor. "Hello, Prof --" His words came to a sudden halt as he could not feel himself move a muscle. Well, this was ... fun. __________________