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The door is closed and locked though the professor is in. Once you knock the professor will allow you to enter. The walls are lined with bookshelves, but on them no books. There are various rare ingredients in jars and bottles. A desk and a chair behind it, books and papers on the desk. There is a workstation with a pyrex cauldron on a burner. There is always something burning. A very uncomfortable chair is set in front of the desk. This makes it hard for a student to spend too much time in her office.
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Michael White (Michael White - 2ndHuff)
nogoodforyou (Helena Hopkins - 1stSnake)
WillowSeawinds (Rowan Firestorm-Smithson - 2ndClaw)
Still In The Corridor Invited In In The Office Done
I'm just one of those pretty little liars... | | I'm held down in this starless city...
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Originally Posted by Troo Luv
She peeked out of the door. More kids.
"Miss Hopkins, Miss Firestorm-Smithson, Come in please..." She said "Miss Draven, Miss Barken, did you not hear me? Are you just going to stand there? Come in already."
Deeeep breath. Helena needed that.
After she poked her head in, as if she expected to run into a trap, then entered the office, Helena glanced around. It looked... creepy. Just looking at those bookshelves with no books. At all. Just creepy looking jars and bottles full of... creepy stuff. Okay, forget about that, she thought, now turning her head to professor Lafay. "Hello, professor." Uhh what should she say now? "I hope I don't disturb you," much.
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Originally Posted by WillowSeawinds
Oh no, Rowan thought to herself. She could not discuss her problem with other students here. She entered the office and quickly glanced around, surprised at the lack of books. She'd expected Potion recipe books at the very least. "Thank you for seeing me Professor," she said and politely waited to be offered a seat.
"So what is it you need Miss Firestorm-Smithson?" She asked the girl. "And if this is a private matter, I can always cast a privacy charm."
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Originally Posted by nogoodforyou
Deeeep breath. Helena needed that.
After she poked her head in, as if she expected to run into a trap, then entered the office, Helena glanced around. It looked... creepy. Just looking at those bookshelves with no books. At all. Just creepy looking jars and bottles full of... creepy stuff. Okay, forget about that, she thought, now turning her head to professor Lafay. "Hello, professor." Uhh what should she say now? "I hope I don't disturb you," much.
Okay, now wait. For something. Anything.
...
Really?
"If you wished not to disturb me, you wouldn't be here." She told the child. "But go on... what seems to be the problem."
"So what is it you need Miss Firestorm-Smithson?" She asked the girl. "And if this is a private matter, I can always cast a privacy charm."
"Yes Ma'am, it is a private matter and I would very much appreciate a privacy charm, if you wouldn't mind," she said nervously. Rowan wasn't sure exactly why she trusted Lafay, but she did.
"Miss Hopkins, Miss Firestorm-Smithson, Come in please..." She said "Miss Draven, Miss Barken, did you not hear me? Are you just going to stand there? Come in already."
Elektra looked over at Professor Lafay and she stood up and walked into her office and she looked around. "Sorry if I'm bothering you Professor, but I really didn't know who else to turn to for answers. I was wondering if you could help me out."
I'm just one of those pretty little liars... | | I'm held down in this starless city...
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Originally Posted by Troo Luv
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Really?
"If you wished not to disturb me, you wouldn't be here." She told the child. "But go on... what seems to be the problem."
Oh God. Helena should run away. Right now.
What should she say now? Sorry? No, that would probably waste more time and annoy her. Just go on. "There's no problem," she said, hesitating. "I was just wondering if you" would like? want? "have time to help me with some other potions. I know you are busy, but maybe someday? I just want to improve my skills." Pretty pleeeaaase?
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Originally Posted by WillowSeawinds
"Yes Ma'am, it is a private matter and I would very much appreciate a privacy charm, if you wouldn't mind," she said nervously. Rowan wasn't sure exactly why she trusted Lafay, but she did.
"Very well." and she cast a privacy charm, so that the only people who could hear their conversation was Hecate and Rowan. "Go on."
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Originally Posted by Imsosikk07
Elektra looked over at Professor Lafay and she stood up and walked into her office and she looked around. "Sorry if I'm bothering you Professor, but I really didn't know who else to turn to for answers. I was wondering if you could help me out."
"What is it you need. I will help as I am able." She told her.
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Originally Posted by nogoodforyou
Oh God. Helena should run away. Right now.
What should she say now? Sorry? No, that would probably waste more time and annoy her. Just go on. "There's no problem," she said, hesitating. "I was just wondering if you" would like? want? "have time to help me with some other potions. I know you are busy, but maybe someday? I just want to improve my skills." Pretty pleeeaaase?
There. It was said now.
"You can use the potions lab to practice, but not to brew potions you will privately use. I will be there if you need me." She said to the girl and returned to writing notes.
"Very well." and she cast a privacy charm, so that the only people who could hear their conversation was Hecate and Rowan. "Go on."
"Thank you, Professor. The reason for the privacy is because I need to tell you something I have told very few people. It is the only way that I can explain my problem." Rowan looked Lafay directly in the eyes, which she rarely did with anyone and said, "I am a metamorphmagus. I guess the reason that I am here today is that, in our History of Magic class, we are discussing the Statute that forbids the use of magic in the muggle world." She wasn't sure if she were making any sense as she was quite nervous, but continued while she had the Professor's attention. "You see, my problem is that I cannot always control things. When I feel strong emotions or focus too strongly on something, I accidently change. Not drastically, but enough. I am afraid that this could happen around muggles. I've have tried so hard to get a grip on this thing but just can't seem to control it all the time." She wiped at a tear that rolled down her cheek, hoping the woman hadn't noticed. "I've come to you for help, not only because you are the Potions Professor but also because you seem very honest and focused. You speak your mind. I do not wish to be coddled; I need answers. Is there a potion that can help me to control this? Is there a way I can do this without a potion?" She really hoped the Professor could help. "I am worried about what the Ministry would do, to me or my family, if I should slip up."
"What is it you need. I will help as I am able." She told her.
Elektra looked around the office and then sighs. She rubs the back of her neck and looks at Professor Lafay. "For the past few years I have been hearing like these...weird whispers-well not whispers-but its sound like a leaking tire hissing or something like that. It stopped for a while and then after my first Divination class it started up again. I don't know what it is so I was wondering if you had any idea on what could that be?"
I'm just one of those pretty little liars... | | I'm held down in this starless city...
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Originally Posted by Troo Luv
"You can use the potions lab to practice, but not to brew potions you will privately use. I will be there if you need me." She said to the girl and returned to writing notes.
Okaaay.
Brew potions for private use? Helena didn't even think about that. "Okay," she said, then paused for a moment. Sooo... she should leave, shouldn't she? "Thank you, professor."
She turned around and walked towards the door, then faced professor Lafay for one last time. "Goodbye."
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Originally Posted by WillowSeawinds
"Thank you, Professor. The reason for the privacy is because I need to tell you something I have told very few people. It is the only way that I can explain my problem." Rowan looked Lafay directly in the eyes, which she rarely did with anyone and said, "I am a metamorphmagus. I guess the reason that I am here today is that, in our History of Magic class, we are discussing the Statute that forbids the use of magic in the muggle world." She wasn't sure if she were making any sense as she was quite nervous, but continued while she had the Professor's attention. "You see, my problem is that I cannot always control things. When I feel strong emotions or focus too strongly on something, I accidently change. Not drastically, but enough. I am afraid that this could happen around muggles. I've have tried so hard to get a grip on this thing but just can't seem to control it all the time." She wiped at a tear that rolled down her cheek, hoping the woman hadn't noticed. "I've come to you for help, not only because you are the Potions Professor but also because you seem very honest and focused. You speak your mind. I do not wish to be coddled; I need answers. Is there a potion that can help me to control this? Is there a way I can do this without a potion?" She really hoped the Professor could help. "I am worried about what the Ministry would do, to me or my family, if I should slip up."
Again, under that same privacy spell, Hecate said "There is a potion that would temporarily hinder your abilities. You wouldn't be able to shift for 12 hours, but it won't help you control it. For control, I would speak to the transfiguration professor. As I cannot even perform the animagus spell myself, I am not suited to instruct you on that." She said. "Would you like the potion?"
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Originally Posted by Imsosikk07
Elektra looked around the office and then sighs. She rubs the back of her neck and looks at Professor Lafay. "For the past few years I have been hearing like these...weird whispers-well not whispers-but its sound like a leaking tire hissing or something like that. It stopped for a while and then after my first Divination class it started up again. I don't know what it is so I was wondering if you had any idea on what could that be?"
hmmmm...
"I have an idea... Tell me. Do you hear words in the hissing?" She asked.
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Originally Posted by nogoodforyou
Okaaay.
Brew potions for private use? Helena didn't even think about that. "Okay," she said, then paused for a moment. Sooo... she should leave, shouldn't she? "Thank you, professor."
She turned around and walked towards the door, then faced professor Lafay for one last time. "Goodbye."
Again, under that same privacy spell, Hecate said "There is a potion that would temporarily hinder your abilities. You wouldn't be able to shift for 12 hours, but it won't help you control it. For control, I would speak to the transfiguration professor. As I cannot even perform the animagus spell myself, I am not suited to instruct you on that." She said. "Would you like the potion?"
Rowan struggled to hold back her disappointment. She really had hoped that this Professor could help her. "I understand. No I do not think the potion will help. I am not concerned about the next 12 hours, but about future incidents," she said. "Thank you for your time and the advice. I'll be on my way then. Good day, Professor," she said with a sad smile, and turned to leave.
"I have an idea... Tell me. Do you hear words in the hissing?" She asked.
Elektra didn't waste any time and she nodded her head. "Like a really faint whisper, but it's not in a spoken language that I know. It's almost ancient sounding." She shrugged. "My friends think I've lost my mind."
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Originally Posted by WillowSeawinds
Rowan struggled to hold back her disappointment. She really had hoped that this Professor could help her. "I understand. No I do not think the potion will help. I am not concerned about the next 12 hours, but about future incidents," she said. "Thank you for your time and the advice. I'll be on my way then. Good day, Professor," she said with a sad smile, and turned to leave.
"Go visit the Transfiguration professor... it may help." She said and nodded.
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Originally Posted by Imsosikk07
Elektra didn't waste any time and she nodded her head. "Like a really faint whisper, but it's not in a spoken language that I know. It's almost ancient sounding." She shrugged. "My friends think I've lost my mind."
"You have not. Though I'm not sure why you aren't understanding the language if you can hear it, I believe you may be a parsel mouth. It's a gift." She wrote a name on a piece of paper. "Owl this person, they may be able to help you with it. I myself am not a parsel mouth."
"You have not. Though I'm not sure why you aren't understanding the language if you can hear it, I believe you may be a parsel mouth. It's a gift." She wrote a name on a piece of paper. "Owl this person, they may be able to help you with it. I myself am not a parsel mouth."
She raised her eyebrow in confusion. Parsel mouth? Elektra took the piece of paper from Professor Lafay and she read the name and then looked back up at her and nodded. "I will. Thank you Professor Lafay." She said holding the piece of paper in her hand and walked out of her office.
Bubba and the outher 3 owl's release the teathers of the package they had been bringing to the potions mistress letting the package land on the unoccupied seat,and drops a muggle envlope on the desk
SPOILER!!: note
Mikey said yall working on how we give / treat people in medical situations.Had some kit around thought you could use it for whatever,
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Upon returning to her office she saw a package on her desk...
She opened the note. Oh for Merlin's sakes!
She sat down, took parchment and quill and began writing.
Dear Mr. White,
Thank you for the muggle paramedic kit, however, I cannot accept it. Not only can I not use it as I teach magical means, not muggle ones, but it would be wrong to accept a gift from another man. The wizard I am currently dating, would be most upset.
Sincerely,
Hecate Lafay.
She then packed everything up and sent it back to the man. Maybe this would stop his obsession with sending her things...
No sooner had the other owl left than Mangig swooped into the office. The manic Scops circled wide around the office, expertly avoiding any obstacles that came his way.
Except for those pesky walls.
More than once, he bounced off of one and, slightly disoriented, nonetheless continued his laps. The letter and package secured to his leg swung dangerously, but the owl wasn't all that bothered about them; after all, they weren't breakable. It would be fine.
The professor could even have them - if she could catch him.
SPOILER!!: your things, courtesy of Mangig. Hoot.
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To:: Hecate Lafay
From:: Lord Berty Borr, Junior Undersecretary
Your package: Small box of posters and a quick note: Use these as you see appropriate.
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Another package?! Did she not make it clear?
Upon reading the letter, she took a breath. Well, this was good. An invitation to Lord Borr's promotion party... She hated these parties, but to keep her status with certain people, she probably had to attend... besides... certain people may be there.
... what was in the package?
She looked and rolled her eyes. She then put them in a drawer in case she did think of someone to send there too.
Now for Carter's detention... this would be fun.
She left the office and closed the door forgetting to unlock it.
Apparently he was early. Either that or late. Assignment in hand, he had waited and paced outside Lafay's door. A third rap had the door creaking open in typical creepy fashion. Suitable for Lafay's office. And suitable for Lafay's office, it was dark. Darker than normal. Was she not in?
"Professor Lafay?" Poking his head into the room, he stole a glance around. Silence and no one. Completely eerie.
Letting out a slow breath, he slipped into the room, fidgeting with the edge of his assignment. Wandering into a Professor's office uninvited wasn't something he wasn't used to or comfortable with doing. But he had to get his assignment in. So, he moved over to the desk as quickly as he could and placed the paper on the desk. Leaving a note would probably be a very good idea.
A quick glance about the desk had him locating the quill and he quickly scrawled a small note in the top corner of his assignment. It was the path back to the quill that was misjudged and enticed the problem. Some door down the hall slammed shut, sending him to jump and his hand to knock over a rather large vial of some dark red liquid.
A small yelp left him as the substance spilled over his hand, arm and part of Lafay's desk, soaking her papers. But it wasn't the papers he was concerned about, rather the sudden burning sting that soaked through his clothes and skin. Panic was the first thing to set in, alongside the pain and the curling of the parchment on the desk, as if he had just spilled a heavy acid all over. Go figure Lafay was the one with a dangerous substance sitting quaintly on her desk.
Tears stung at the corners of his eyes as he forced his other hand to stay away from attempting to get at his wand, which being holstered to his wrist, was also soaked in the acid like substance. Even covering where the pain was spreading would have transfered the liquid onto his other hand, and so he could only grip his elbow to try and relieve some of the pain, his eyes darting about frantically.
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I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.
Last edited by Tazenhani; 03-01-2011 at 08:05 PM.
Reason: Added a bit I thought needed to be present *pokes fingers together*
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Hecate came back from the detention area. She walked in hearing the yelp of pain. "Dakest!" She said taking her wand and spinning him. He'd dropped the Lava potion on his hand. "Perfect! Do you know now much paperwork I need to fill out now?" Great. She took his hand. The lava potion wasn't a dark potion... It could be healed... not leave a mark... but it would heal slowly. "Calm down, child." She said removing the potion on his hand. She quickly shot water on his hand and chilled it enough to give him a glove made of ice. "How does it feel now? Any better?"
Despite it being the worst thing he could possibly do, he nearly bolted backwards at hearing Lafay's exclamation of surprise. Probably would have too had she not grabbed him and turned him about. There was a moment of a great deal more panic as the pain intensified with her grip, but it was soothed over rather quickly, a frigid cold washing up his arm and into his shoulder.
The shock of it simply had him standing there, clutching his elbow and shaking. His arm and hand was slowly going numb with whatever spell she had cast to bind it and with it the pain was slowly starting to creep away. Bitting his bottom lip, he fought to gain his breath back and reel his mind back to a stable place, an unstable apology the only answer that rolled from his lips.
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I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.
The Harpy of Hogwarts | Dungeon Mistress | Bimba di Serpeverde
"Speak Dakest..." She said watching the ice form a cast around his burn wound. "I asked you if it's feeling any better? Is the pain starting to lessen?" She asked him.
It took a few swallows and a couple more gasps for air to get his nerves somewhat back under order before he could even manage another word. The nod came first however, words eluding him for that moment more. "It's....less..."
That didn't mean it still didn't hurt, but it was much better than it had been seconds again. Ducking his head, he stared blankly at his arm, blinking back the involuntary tears of pain that had formed seconds after the potion had touched his skin. This was not turning out to be his day. "Sorry......" Not that it would cut it, especially not with the amount that had spilled on her desk.
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I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.