 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
Ever since she had got herself stuck inside one of the things a few years back, Bel had a fondness for the suits of armour at Hogwarts. The whole concept was fascinating to her since it was basically a humdrum everyday thing here but back home in 'stralia coming across actual armour just wouldn't happen.
It was one of her best thinking spots when she wasn't working out, so the captain made a detour on her way back from the prefects bathroom (freshly clean and pressed and in correct uniform) with her hair still damp and her ponytail curling at the edges.
She stopped short at the scene before her. House elf in tears - Nimma, who was the sweetest and couldn't possibly have done something wrong on purpose - and one of the new professors standing over the elf and glowering.
"Is everything alright, sir?" She asked politely in her Australian twang.
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