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MadMadamMalfoy · 03-22-2017, 04:05 PM

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Originally Posted by Shanners

As Rooney skidded into Professor Marchand's waiting area, he found himself completely out of breath and having to lean against a wall to help regain it. He was going to struggle to keep running if he didn't pause, honestly. With that time, he scribbled out a note on a post it pack he always carried in his robe pockets -- for emergency idea writing and emergency note leaving in an emergency!!

There was no time to go into specifics and his rushed handwriting was much bigger than his usual and therefore there was not much room for him to dare write any more. He stuck it to the door, knocked loudly a few times before calling through the wood. "PROFESSOR MARCHAND?! The portal! It's.. You gotta come!!!" Who knew if the Charms Professor was in there with another student? Or another Professor. Because it wasn't a secret that he was sweet on Rooney's favourite Professor.

No time for waiting... The boy was off again, a little slower and more aware that he needed to maintain his breathing.

Gaston was holed up in his office listening to his enchanted ipod when he heard banging... very loud banging at the door. He sighed, flicking his wand at the device to turn it off. He was going to tell whoever was on the other side of the door off for making so much noise, but then he heard something about the portal. The color drained form his face, and his hand shook as he opened the door... just in time to see Mr. Bronwyn disappearing.

What had happened? Did the portal take another student? He had so many questions, but he knew now wasn't the time to ask. His students needed him! His hand tightened around his wand, and he rushed off toward the sixth floor. There wasn't a minute to spare!

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