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Originally Posted by Tazenhani She had meant to make it up to the Professor's office earlier, but life. Simply, life. Because the life of an eleven year-old was so demanding. Utterly demanding.
So it was with shuffling feet that she went to the door, rapped twice and then deposited herself in one of the couches. Deposited her entire being. As a child of her small size, and a couch of its size, the plush leather nearly swallowed her whole upon her dropping upon it. Amur didn't much mind though. It was cozy. Perhaps she would take a nap while she waited. Who knew if the man was even about, or if he was out with Pebbles on one of their daily walks.
Snuggling up against the arm, Amur closed her eyes and tucked her knees up close. She would wait, just poke us Professor Flamsteed. Coming back from the astrophysics lab with a pleased smirk tugging at his lips, the astronomer had his nose in one of his scientific journals as he strolled through his seating area. He would have nearly missed the sleeping lump on his sofa had it not been for his need to bend over and tie the shoelaces on his right shoe - needed to handle those as soon as possible to prevent face planting into walls, doors, and the floor.
Blinking several times, as if he had just seen an meteorite impact right before his very blue eyes, he shook his head to refocus. Oh for the love of Merlin please don't let this be a dormmate issue...
"Miss Neverwinter," he whispered, poking the Gryffindor with his finger gentle on her shoulder. "Miss Neverwinter?"
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