The Stone Gargoyles
 

Her guilt now turning into determination, Sutton strode through the halls quickly, with a purpose. The sooner they got all of this over with, the sooner everyone could just be happy again. As she approached the stone gargoyles outside of the Headmisstress's Office, Sutton slowed.

Looking to Laura, she asked, "Err... I don't suppose you know the password...?

Laura was running along the corridor, she was determined to get the Headmistress before something happened to Alyssa but at least Professor Hadley was with her and she felt a bit better now and now she was going to show Professor Hadley that she was growing up by helping her now.

Laura suddenly stopped. "I don't know the password either." Laura looked at the Gargoyles. "OPEN SAYS ME!!" Laura smiled, well it was worth a go wasn't it, she had been told to get the Headmistress and she was going to do what she was told. "What are we going to do?"

hey look, I DO have time now! ;)
 

Sutton looked up at the Headmistress when she came down the stairs toward them. Well, that was convenient, now wasn't it! Maybe she had like security cameras or something!

Except not cameras because those wouldn't work at Hogwarts.

She figured it must be some magic thing that she didn't understand. Or maybe it WAS just a coincidence. Either way, they had come here for a reason, and so Sutton spoke up, wanting to get back and make sure Alyssa was okay now. "Yes, Headmistress. Professor Hadley sent us up here to get you. She's in the Hufflepuff Girls' Dorms because there's something wrong with Alyssa... She's really upset... Alyssa, I mean, not Professor Hadley..." Sutton explained awkwardly, her shyness increasing the more she talked. When she finally trailed off, she looked away from the Headmistress, feeling rather silly for being so... inefficient at communicating clearly.

Laura looked at the Headmistress. "Professor Hadley sent us to get you Headmistress." Laura smiled at her headmistress whilst trying to get her breath back. "She's in the Hufflepuff Girls dorm." Laura looked at the Headmistress. "We were too come and get you then go and ask the house elves to make up some nice food." Laura smiled she was being totally trueful here.

Laura smiled at the Headmistress. "Okay then." Laura said and then she watched as the Headmistress set off towards the Hufflepuff Common Room, turning to the other girl that was there, she smiled. "Right we should head off towards the Kitchen." Laura suggested, she hadn't seen that many house elves before and now hopefully she'd get to speak to one.

Presley needed to talk to the headmistress as her next step in fixing the whole mess she'd gotten herself into this past year. She had skipped Hogsmeade to come talk to the lady she'd never met. She more more nervous than she had been talking to Tate. Mostly because she'd visited Tate so many times that she was used to it, and she could easily predict his reactions. She didn't know what this Truebridge woman would say. She stepped up to the Gargoyles, and leaned against the wall next to them, waiting to be let inside.

Walnut said he is too lazy to come *sigh*
 

This was not meant to be a long visit, in fact the Headmistress could probably just answer her question right here in front of the gargoyles instead of up in her office if she was too busy. Checking that her robes were in order, Kurumi approached the gargoyles and wondered if the whole rubbing of the bellies while saying Buddha over and over again was still in effect.

Or had that just been professors mildly losing their minds that term? Speaking of which...she should go see if her shoe was still stuck to the floor there. Hmmm.

post-Flynn-office-stuff-but-pre-kitchen-stuff...yeah
 

*snort* it's stiiiiiiiiiill missing *eyes*
 

Seeing the Headmistress emerge, Kurumi offered her the usual polite bow before addressing her. Erm...why was the woman looking at her like that? Was her uniform out of sorts or something?

.....


Awkward.

"Good day, Headmistress," Kurumi said, trying to ignore the weird looks for now. "I actually just wanted to ask you a question. Professor Newlin said you might know the answer."

nuh uh!!! *points to the hat*
 

Presley got that intimidated fluttery feeling when the Headmistress looked her up and down. She was being judged, and she knew it as well as anyone else. She tried to inconspicuously glance down at her outfit. Was there something wrong with it? She wasn't in class, so she didn't think she had to wear a uniform, right? Or maybe the new Head would only see students in uniform?

This Hogwarts was a lot different than the Hogwarts of Presley's third year. Before she'd gone to Beauxbatons last year. Everything seemed to have changed. Even the Astronomy professor was different, and Presley hated the new one. But that wasn't why she was here.

Trying her very best to act the way she was raised, and not let on to the woman how really nervous she was Presley looked her right in the eye, but not in a challenging way, more in an assertive way. Jacob would be proud. "Yes. If you have a minute, may I speak with you?" She did need something. Something more than a look of possible distaste at the outfit Presley had adored when she put it on that morning, but now would be tossing in the garbage as soon as she took it off.

*squuuuuuuuints* how am I supposed to see something so tiiiiiiiiiiny o____O
 

Straightening her posture a bit more, Kurumi folded her hands in front of her. She noted the slight change in aura around the woman - at least she seemed a bit more cheerful than she had been a moment ago - which was good because, well, random questions sometimes earned cocked eyebrows and the like.

"In class we were studying fire crabs whose shells can contain such precious gems as rubies, sapphires, and emeralds," she began, giving a bit of some back story to her question. "The hour glasses that keep track of the house points contain these gems as well, and I was just wondering if some of them came from fire crabs...or if not where they did come from."

Cue a raised eyebrow of concern from the Headmistress now? Possibly?

it fiiiiiiits the haaaaaaat HMMPH!
 

pfft XD
 

Kurumi almost instinctively took a step back from the woman. Yeah...Professor Newlin had sent her on a rather insane mission it seemed. That is, if the emphasis on the word common sense were any indication. Kurumi hadn't asked if aaaaaaaaaaaaaall the jewels had come from fire crabs. She wasn't THAT daft.

Still, Kurumi managed a polite nod and tried not to get flustered and overly uncomfortable by the LOOK the woman was giving her. Don't hex the messenger?

"Right, of course," Kurumi nodded. "I'll go ask Mr. Kitridge if he has any suggestions as to where to look." Besides Hogwarts, A History that is. Kurumi had read that cover to cover, no such luck. "I'm sorry for taking up your time, Headmistress." She would have said thank you, but the look...yeah...that was not a good look.

Well, that wasn't exactly the response Presley had been expecting, but she supposed that here was as good a place to talk as any. Just..it didn't feel very official. And being taken off guard did not lessen Presley's anxiety. She twisted her hands nervously.

"I don't know if Tate told you, Headmistress, but he and I had discussed internships. He told me that he would look into a few for me, and I was wondering if maybe he'd left a file?" If Presley was to become the top Healer in the world, she had to start early. She had to start learning now. She'd read every medical book on file in Hogwarts Library and at Flourish and Blotts. She'd even searched the third hand book store in Diagon Alley. It was time to move on and get real instruction from real healers. She crossed her fingers behind her back. Please Tate she silently begged please have been a good enough Headmaster to have left a file for me.

Presley felt bright red. If her complexion allowed blushing, she would be doing it furiously. But her blushes never showed, which was a little frustrating, and a little bit of a good thing. "I apologize. Mr. Tate." Presley repeated the correction. Had she not introduced herself? This meeting had definitely gotten off on the wrong foot, and now Presley would never get a good Headmistress reccomendation for Healer School. She just wanted to sink into the floor and die right now.

"I'm so sorry. My name is Presley Black." Second time apologizing in this conversation? This was bad. Maybe she should transfer back to Beauxbatons where nobody would know anything about this incredibly terrible conversation.

"Yes, ma'am, I have looked into a few. Professor Tate and I researched some together. The thing is, Ma'am, most require a Head reccomendation before I can apply for them. Mr. Tate had a folder full of some of them?" And now she sounded like she was asking a question. This just kept getting better and better. If she thought it would hellp, Presley would just say nevermind to the whole thing and walk away right this second. But that would just make this whole situation even worse.

Even the Headmistress' area was not immune to Myrtle's problem-making:

Suspended. Of all the punishments she could have gone and gotten herself Alexa chose to get suspended. Merlin, he still didn't know what to make of it. What could she have possibly done that was so bad? Everytime he tried asking she just started whining and crying and avoiding the subject. Of course, he never pushed it because he didn't like seeing her upset.

Approaching the stone gargoyles that stood just outside the office he peered behind him and saw his princess trailing behind slowly with that kneazle of hers tucked in her arms. "Lex, maybe you should cage him until the end of the meeting." He suggested...but not too harshly; no need to upset her. The poor girl was probably already upset about everything else that was happening.

Alexa looked up at her father with crinkled brows. "But Daddy, I don't WANT to put him in his cage. You know he doesn't like it in there." SCOWL. Why was he bothering her when she was upset.

"Hmm...well okay...but make sure he behaves." If she didn't want to then he wouldn't push it.

"I will." She muttered before shifting her gaze to the door. She hadn't actually used this entrance to the Office before...not that she would mention that to her father. He didn't know exactly what had led to the suspension, she kinda told a very convenient version of the story that left out most things...come to think of it...he didn't know anything that she did--and she didn't plan to tell him!

omg I already had this ALL TYPED UP and then my browser crashed. <_<
 

She's promised to be GOOD!
 

Michael greeted the woman when she approached him. It didn't go unnoticed however, just how cold she had greeted his angel. Clearly there was some kind of animosity. This was made even more evident when he felt Alexa latch onto his coat and shift behind him slightly. He raised a puzzled eyebrow at her but knew she wouldn't explain.

His eyes darted to the kneazle for a moment before resting on the headmistress again. "Right. I tried telling her that." Then he turned to Alexa. "You see darling? Felix has to stay in his cage until it's over...but don't get upset, he'll be fine for a little bit." Yeah he was trying to appease his daughter while getting her to comply. Was that a problem? No? Okay. And with that he stepped on the spiral staircase.

Alexa had to fight the pout that was forming on her face. Barely back and the woman was already being mean...SIGH.

But she had promised to be good. She had to be good for this to work so with a lot of reluctance she slipped Felix into his cage and bolted the lock. If he died from being locked up too long she would never forgive either of them.

Her gaze rested on the woman again. Happy now?

next post in my office, if you pleeeeeeease :)