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MadMadamMalfoy · 11-09-2016, 03:17 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Letting from London WU tucked in her robes, Paige rushed towards the Charms professor's office now that she was on a free period with her mind racing with possibilities. It had been some time since she had received said letter and while the initial buzz of excitement had faded some, there was still much spring to the seventh year's step - which caused a bit of enthusiastic knocking on the professor's door.

The smell of coffee was appealing, especially when she spotted a cinnamon roll flavored creamer, but she refrained for now.

Wait...had she knocked?

Forgetting in her eagerness...Paige knocked again and waited.

Gaston was in his office, absentmindedly drumming on his desk in time to the music blasting from his enchanted ipod, when a loud bang startled him. That wasn't him, was it? No, someone was at the door.

He pointed his wand at his ipod dock to turn the music off before going to answer the door, wand still in hand. Since the incident with the paint balloons - he still had no idea who was behind it - he never opened the door without having his wand handy, just in case the culprit decided to strike twice.

Gaston held his wand out in front of him as his brilliant blue eyes cautiously peered outside, but when he saw who it was, he immediately lowered his wand. "Ah, Miss Skeeter. What brings you here?" he asked, beaming at the Hufflepuff.

He stared at the floor, hoping to hide the blush rising to his cheeks. Well, this was embarrassing! What kind of crazy professor goes around brandishing his wand at his students?! Needless to say, he thought she was someone else...

"Please, do come in," he said, opening the door a bit wider.

OOC: You're welcome to post in Professor Marchand's office now!

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