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MadMadamMalfoy · 10-17-2016, 08:06 AM

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Originally Posted by Cynthia Davis

Cynthia, who was usually holed up in her library, decided to go on a walk today. She assumed most of the students were down in the village, and therefore, she could take just a quick little break herself.

She wandered first into the candy shop. She really wanted to pick up some sugar quills. Sucking on the end of one while writing was a habit she picked up in school that she never really grew out of.

"Gaston." she greeted as she passed. She, of course, had heard all about certain events. "How are you?" She asked politely. She assumed that the Professor wouldn't go into details, especially here in the middle of a candy shop. It was still courteous to ask. She even did her best not to glance and see if there was any visible damage.

Gaston was still looking over the candy displays when a voice caused him to jump slightly. For one wild moment, he half-expected it to be one of the poltergeists come to torment him again, but then he realized the poltergeist would've called him by some insult instead of his actual name. He wheeled around, brushing his dark hair out of his eyes, to find Cynthia standing there.

"Hello, Cynthia," he said, smiling warmly at the librarian. "I'm fine; thank you for asking." Still wracked with guilt over his failure to protect the students from Peeves, still fearful for his own life, but otherwise fine. She hadn't seen his injuries, had she? He self-consciously tugged at the collar of his sweater, trying to hide the ring around his neck left when Peeves had grabbed him, just in case.

"I can't seem to decide what kind of candy to buy!" he said, shaking his head. Not that it mattered much... it wasn't as if he was going to be the one eating it! Still he wanted to pick something that the students would enjoy. "Any ideas?"

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