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Erik Vinteren

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It really WAS a shame! Surely the man understood just how much considering he was such a snazzy dresser. It was awful and the empty space in his tie display case was quickly becoming a metaphor for the hole in his heart about his missing tie.

Was it just him or was the man walking awfully fast? Oh well. Brisk walk never hurt anyone.

"She most certainly is!" he grinned. The best rock there was if he did say so himself. "Oh no. No prank at all. Pet rocks are a 1970's collectible conceived in Los Gatos, California by a rather inventive muggle by the name of Gary Dahl. They were quite popular back in the day I read somewhere." And considering that he wanted nothing to do with fur, it was the perfect pet for him.

Keeping pace with Erik thanks to his long legs, he paused beside the fountain and remembered a promise he had made to Miss Cambridge about turning the water off so that her and her friends could do some cleaning. It was a rather pitiful sight the way it was now. Not to mention the plaques were looking a bit rusty.

"Hard keeping up with all this maintenance without the house elves around," he chuckled awkwardly while he searched his charmed breast pocket for his wand.
Great Odin's Raven! So it was a rock. Erik had no idea what to say about that, so he shook his head as they rounded one of the hedges. "Muggles," he muttered quietly under his breath. Erik himself was a Muggleborn but had been around wizards so long he almost didn't understand his roots anymore.

But enough of that, he needed to find these plaques. "Indeed," Erik agreed with the Astronomy professor, coming to a stop near the first plaque in his path. This one was...dedicated to Burbage, the other victim of the man-eating plant. "You haff some students vorking hard here though," Erik pointed out, even as he was frowning at the sight of the rust on the plaque. "Who put these in here?" he wondered aloud. Same person ought to be maintaining them, no, regardless of whether or not they had an elven slave at their beck and call?
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