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Originally Posted by Stone Gargoyle  The gargoyle remained static as ever when Blaise Bellaire approached it. The boy's face was one that the statue had become quite accustomed to over the years and was not shocked to be reunited with him so soon. It was tempted to remain unmoving out of spite and keep the boy waiting, though knew the new boss wouldn't be too fond of that.
After a few minutes, the gargoyle leaped to the side, inviting the Gryffindor to step onto the staircase that would take him up to the headmistress, who was currently sitting at her desk. The door at the top of the stairs was even open, almost as if she had been expecting him to make an appearance.
Blaise had his gaze locked on the gargoyle, waiting to see if it'd REALLY SIT THERE AND LEAVE HIM WAITING LIKE THAT. After all they'd been through together. He was practically best mates with this stone figure by now--at least that's how he'd be telling the story--so when it didn't immediately give way, the boy had to admit he was a little taken aback.
Thankfully though, it did let him through and the Gryffindor steadily made his way up the spiral staircase with his quill and notepad in tow. With any luck this would be a very brief meeting and the small amount of peace the boy had found at this place wouldn't suddenly be dislodged.
Getting to the top, it became apparent that knocking wouldn't be necessary. Talk about an open door policy. "Er..." Blaise stuck his head through the doorway, peering in cautiously. Having found the Headmistress at her desk, the rest of the boy soon followed along. "Afternoon Headmistress. I was wondering if you had a bit of time to discuss my grudgingly magical future." Which pretty much involved past arrangements the boy prayed had been passed along to her.
Just gonna...stand here and admire her face wait to be invited to sit. Manners and all that. But also, if his arrangements DID keep happening, the boy was looking at special alone sessions with her at the end of every week and he'd be the dirtiest liar in the world to say he saw any problem with that. On the contrary, this was looking real promising--except...except if he couldn't actually perform the spells required (because of nerves you know??????) and she thought she was a complete idiot.
Well...that certainly changed things.
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