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sweetpinkpixie · 09-07-2015, 09:33 AM

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Originally Posted by griffin

Penelope waited for Professor Flamsteed to open the door. He always showed up for cookies. Here he was. Yep, definitely not afraid of spontaneously catching on fire or anything of the sort. Fifth years didn't lose control of their wands like that. "Hello, Professor Flamsteed. I baked cookies for you!" No finger wiggling this time. Were there any other students that brought baked goods to the professor? Isa probably would when she came to Hogwarts. Penelope's younger sister had recently become obsessed with baking muffins. "How are Pebbles and Boulder?" Maybe they should have some sort of pet rock socialization group. A lot of students had adopted pet rocks last year at the pet rock adoption fair. Did pet rocks need to be socialized the way that puppies did? Probably not, but it could still be fun to have a pet rock club or something.

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees. COOKIES!

Oh, yes. Right. The social obligations of small talk and chitter chatter before the devouring of said cookies.

"They are both doing quite well," he assured her. And he would be taking Pebbles practically every where with him this term as a safety precaution and reassurance that everything would be alright. She had been through some traumatic experiences last term. The lab results from the reluctant Healer at St. Mungo's had confirmed that much. "You're welcome to come in and say hello, if you wish." Bit of a private pet rock play date, perhaps? "Or we could discuss a proposition over cookies while taking a stroll around the Black Lake. I do need to take them both out for their walk still."

Up to the Ravenclaw.

09-07-2015, 09:33 AM	#6 (permalink)
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