 Sassenach | RAVENPUFF | Sing me a song of a lass that is gone | bookDRAGON | #awkwardturtle<#
Art heard something, from the Portraits, speak to someone. He looked around for someone else, perhaps it was one of his younger colleagues. But no, when he looked around there WAS nobody else. He looked towards the portrait. "Uhh m-me?" He laughed nervously. He took in the filthiness of the lady's portrait. "Hmm well a-alright then, yes, heh..." he took out his wand and cast the scouring charm on it.
"Good afternoon Miss Dance," Art greeted the young Slytherin. "Hmm... the whole castle seems to be like this. Y-yes Mr... Mr Flynn. He's our caretaker..." Art looked around although he knew Flynn was nowhere to be seen. "I don't know what happened to him. He's disappeared."
He was distracted by squeaking from the little Elf. Turning, he saw her banging her head against the wall. "NO!" he gasped, reaching down for the dear elf. He pulled his wand out and cast the cushioning charm onto the wall where she was hitting her head. "Molliare," he said. "Tinka! You're not at fault here," he said, trying to muster some authority into his voice. Perhaps that would stop her from banging her head. "Now... now I can help clean some things. We'll get it done in half the time." Unless Miss Dance, too, wished to help.
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