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sweetpinkpixie · 11-17-2014, 06:22 PM

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Originally Posted by griffin

He was impressed that she knew his rules! "Really, you are?!"Penelope grinned at the professor, and puffed up her chest (which, by the way, seemed to be growing as of late) in pride.

Penelope watched as the professor looked for a quill and parchment to write the permission slip for her. "You can borrow one of my quills if you haven't got one, professor." Everyone should always have a spare quill and parchment on them. Or maybe that was just a Ravenclaw thing.

Why had she sent him the tie? Penelope's cheeks reddened. She looked down, away from Professor Flamsteed. "Oh, you can send it back if you don't want to keep it." With that, she ran away from the staff table and ran out of the great hall. She had forgotten the permission slip, but there was no turning back now. She would have to ask Professor Flamsteed for it later, unless he decided to come find her first.

Airey chuckled lightly as he leaned back in his seat and rested his hands behind his head. "Well, I don't believe most of your classmates have my rules memorized down to the number associated with a particular rule." He, naturally, expected them all to know his rules as some of them were matters of life and death - especially for Gryffindors.

"Oh that is alright. I have one in here somewhere...AHA!" he said, extracting a midnight blue quill from his breast pocket and setting it on the table. He began scribbling down on it, in his uniquely Flamsteed-esque handwriting, and looked up when he was finished. He did not pass it over to her just yet as....

Oh no please do NOT make THAT face! Or start crying.

Horror stricken as the Ravenclaw ran off, and with the permission slip still in hand, the astronomer sat in his seat with his mouth hanging wide open aaaaaaaaaand she was GONE!

WHAT HAD HE DONE THIS TIME?!

Folding up the permission slip and tucking it away in his pocket for safe keeping and slouched down in his chair so far that his blue eyes were just barely peeking over the top of the table with his arms hanging loosely on either side of his chair.

No...seriously...WHAT had he done this time?!

11-17-2014, 06:22 PM	#57 (permalink)
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