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Tazenhani · 06-01-2015, 02:50 AM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Did the Auror not believe the Headmistress of Hogwarts (ahem!) was capable of putting tricky wards around her office?! She'd had her husband's help, sure, but she DID know a thing or two by now about keeping secret things secret, thank you very much.

"I don't think it's either of those, actually," she shook her head. "When students sneak around, a mess always follows. Especially if they're sneaking into the Head's office; they can't resist leaving a calling card. And unless I missed something..." and she had certainly overturned her entire desk area, plus poked at the portraits hanging around, "this was not the work of a student. This was some kind of weird adult with an agenda to push."

Charmed to relay information... dammit, another angle she hadn't even thought of. "This is why I hired you," the Headmistress cracked a brief, sardonic smile. "Well I can't send it back with you and I can't get rid of it until you contact your person inside the Ministry..." She tossed her copy of the Cult book back on the desk. "So I'll keep it out of the way and out of anything interesting until that time."

Regarding the press, well, "I'll see what I can do to stop them. But you--- you will NOT be resigning, not over this, and not EVER if I have a say in it." She sat up and gave Sabel her sternest look yet. "You're the best hire I've had in years; don't tell the others I said that. It's one thing to teach the students of Hogwarts and it's another to actually reach them. We need someone who can do both, especially in your position, especially now more than ever. This is the best place for you and I won't have you leaving just because things are temporarily tricky." Any questions, Dakest? He'd best not.

Annie again shook her head at the question about the Cult. "No. I mean, my husband was in Az--- no, you know, that's completely unrelated to this. I'm not scared of some ridiculous propaganda that looks like it was written and colored in by a small child. You shouldn't be either. Your reputation is strong with the people who matter and I know you won't like this, but forget all the others. You keep doing the right thing, Sabel, and you'll come out on top in the end. If things aren't all right, then it's not the end."

She held her chin up proudly and took a long, finishing sip of her tea. She felt like she'd just given quite the pep talk, for her.

"As much as I wish it was a student," and their ickle messes, "I'm inclined to agree with you." And that right there, was enough to drive him to drink the tea. Tea wasn't really his thing, coffee helped more, but right now he could use it. Didn't matter what the flavor was.

The first sip burned his tongue, causing him to run it along the top of his mouth with a grimace. "I'll reach out to them as soon as we are done here." As soon as he had all his ducks in a row. Or chickens. Or whatever it was wizards and witches counted.

And then, all at once he felt like he was a student again, sitting across from the Head of Hogwarts. He was just missing his Gryffindor colors, and standing, he should be standing. What started out as a wide-eyed blink, turned into a chuckle and then full out laughter. And no matter how hard he tried to school it, it wouldn't stop. He'd blame it on a lack of sleep and overabundance of stress later, but for now, the Headmistress's words were endlessly amusing.

Best hire? Her husband was in Azkaban? Propaganda colored like a small child? It was the last one that did him in. The most ridiculous of them all.

"I think you should sign that on a thank-you card for them." Finally, he got enough air back in his lungs to force out a full sentence. The grin, took longer to fade and was only helped by another sip of the tea. Cooled slightly now.

As was his amusement by her final words. He really did feel like he was sitting across from the Head of Hogwarts, and his smile turned into one of genuine appreciation. "My desire to leave is not out of concern for myself." She deserved to know at least that much of his reasons. "But, all the same, thank you. They did well in selecting you as Headmistress. One of the best pep-talks I've had in a long time."

His smile said the rest. He was grateful. He'd stay. He trusted her. He felt, and hoped, they had each other's backs.

Another sip of tea and an off-handed question. "Who's your husband?"

06-01-2015, 02:50 AM	#25 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Did the Auror not believe the Headmistress of Hogwarts (ahem!) was capable of putting tricky wards around her office?! She'd had her husband's help, sure, but she DID know a thing or two by now about keeping secret things secret, thank you very much. "I don't think it's either of those, actually," she shook her head. "When students sneak around, a mess always follows. Especially if they're sneaking into the Head's office; they can't resist leaving a calling card. And unless I missed something..." and she had certainly overturned her entire desk area, plus poked at the portraits hanging around, "this was not the work of a student. This was some kind of weird adult with an agenda to push." Charmed to relay information... dammit, another angle she hadn't even thought of. "This is why I hired you," the Headmistress cracked a brief, sardonic smile. "Well I can't send it back with you and I can't get rid of it until you contact your person inside the Ministry..." She tossed her copy of the Cult book back on the desk. "So I'll keep it out of the way and out of anything interesting until that time." Regarding the press, well, "I'll see what I can do to stop them. But you--- you will NOT be resigning, not over this, and not EVER if I have a say in it." She sat up and gave Sabel her sternest look yet. "You're the best hire I've had in years; don't tell the others I said that. It's one thing to teach the students of Hogwarts and it's another to actually reach them. We need someone who can do both, especially in your position, especially now more than ever. This is the best place for you and I won't have you leaving just because things are temporarily tricky." Any questions, Dakest? He'd best not. Annie again shook her head at the question about the Cult. "No. I mean, my husband was in Az--- no, you know, that's completely unrelated to this. I'm not scared of some ridiculous propaganda that looks like it was written and colored in by a small child. You shouldn't be either. Your reputation is strong with the people who matter and I know you won't like this, but forget all the others. You keep doing the right thing, Sabel, and you'll come out on top in the end. If things aren't all right, then it's not the end." She held her chin up proudly and took a long, finishing sip of her tea. She felt like she'd just given quite the pep talk, for her. "As much as I wish it was a student," and their ickle messes, "I'm inclined to agree with you." And that right there, was enough to drive him to drink the tea. Tea wasn't really his thing, coffee helped more, but right now he could use it. Didn't matter what the flavor was. The first sip burned his tongue, causing him to run it along the top of his mouth with a grimace. "I'll reach out to them as soon as we are done here." As soon as he had all his ducks in a row. Or chickens. Or whatever it was wizards and witches counted. And then, all at once he felt like he was a student again, sitting across from the Head of Hogwarts. He was just missing his Gryffindor colors, and standing, he should be standing. What started out as a wide-eyed blink, turned into a chuckle and then full out laughter. And no matter how hard he tried to school it, it wouldn't stop. He'd blame it on a lack of sleep and overabundance of stress later, but for now, the Headmistress's words were endlessly amusing. Best hire? Her husband was in Azkaban? Propaganda colored like a small child? It was the last one that did him in. The most ridiculous of them all. "I think you should sign that on a thank-you card for them." Finally, he got enough air back in his lungs to force out a full sentence. The grin, took longer to fade and was only helped by another sip of the tea. Cooled slightly now. As was his amusement by her final words. He really did feel like he was sitting across from the Head of Hogwarts, and his smile turned into one of genuine appreciation. "My desire to leave is not out of concern for myself." She deserved to know at least that much of his reasons. "But, all the same, thank you. They did well in selecting you as Headmistress. One of the best pep-talks I've had in a long time." His smile said the rest. He was grateful. He'd stay. He trusted her. He felt, and hoped, they had each other's backs. Another sip of tea and an off-handed question. "Who's your husband?" __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.