 Waiting for a Chloe to bug us ^^ a bit of madness is key | miss chanandler bong | those cunning folks use any means
Haraldur usually sought peace and quiet in the Igloo. Not only did it keep his body temperature down but it also reminded him of Iceland. He wasn't the type to get attached to a certain place but the icy mountains, the crisp air and the bubbling hot springs in Iceland would always be his favorite place in the world. For now, the igloo on the grounds would do.
The groundskeeper/flying instructor/quidditch referee took a seat on the cold, hard couch and glanced over at a couple of first years just to make sure they weren't breaking any of the sculptures. They would probably have the time to run away from him before he got up but he always had the power to strip them of some House points first. With this comforting thought he leaned back and enjoyed a well-deserved break form his duties.
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