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SilverTiger · 02-23-2019, 08:09 AM

As the reason for the meeting came to light, any thoughts of it all being just a giant misunderstanding one her newly formed theories were just craziness on her part vanished from Stasya’s mind. Especially as Toddles had made an appearance going on about his Fluffsies yet again and all it seemed to do was prove that she’d been right. She’d even been tempted to ask the house elf if Fluffsies was pink and fluffy, but by then things had gotten even crazier. That and she got the distict feeling that, if it was possible for Toddles to be any lower on the list of people/creatures the headmaster liked, the elf had managed it and she didn’t particularly want to make it worse.

Instead, she’d turned shocked grey-green eyes in the History of Magic professor’s direction at her words about the mystery creatures. That was definitely against her own principles and, if the prefects were asked to assist in something like that, she was very well prepared to go back to her silent protesting. For now, though, hearing both Professor Wayland and the headmaster himself express their shock at Professor O’Hara’s words, she felt like things might be okay. Unless one was Abra, apparently, and she was ninety percent sure that Dorian’s reaction wasn’t going to help her fellow Gryffindor prefect’s state of mind. Her eyes had flickered in Derf’s direction before she’d approached Abra. He knew him a lot better than she did, anyway, but until then she’d try. “Abra? Try to breathe. Can I get anyone for you?,” she asked, keeping her voice soft. Except, hopefully someone else would notice things were absolutely not right over in Gryffindor prefect land. All she hoped was that he wasn’t going to faint before she could get help.

Except now there was a ghost version of their Charms professor at the entrance back into the castle, Professor Kennedy looked like he was about to pass out, and Headmaster Trent was staring at her in what she hoped was just shock. They didn’t need another broken professor or two at Hogwarts.

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SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,196 Hogwarts RPG Name: Giselle Barrington Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arienne Morgenstern Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Third Year x5 x3	lots of reactions, mention of Abra/Dorian <3 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict As the reason for the meeting came to light, any thoughts of it all being just a giant misunderstanding one her newly formed theories were just craziness on her part vanished from Stasya’s mind. Especially as Toddles had made an appearance going on about his Fluffsies yet again and all it seemed to do was prove that she’d been right. She’d even been tempted to ask the house elf if Fluffsies was pink and fluffy, but by then things had gotten even crazier. That and she got the distict feeling that, if it was possible for Toddles to be any lower on the list of people/creatures the headmaster liked, the elf had managed it and she didn’t particularly want to make it worse. Instead, she’d turned shocked grey-green eyes in the History of Magic professor’s direction at her words about the mystery creatures. That was definitely against her own principles and, if the prefects were asked to assist in something like that, she was very well prepared to go back to her silent protesting. For now, though, hearing both Professor Wayland and the headmaster himself express their shock at Professor O’Hara’s words, she felt like things might be okay. Unless one was Abra, apparently, and she was ninety percent sure that Dorian’s reaction wasn’t going to help her fellow Gryffindor prefect’s state of mind. Her eyes had flickered in Derf’s direction before she’d approached Abra. He knew him a lot better than she did, anyway, but until then she’d try. “Abra? Try to breathe. Can I get anyone for you?,” she asked, keeping her voice soft. Except, hopefully someone else would notice things were absolutely not right over in Gryffindor prefect land. All she hoped was that he wasn’t going to faint before she could get help. Except now there was a ghost version of their Charms professor at the entrance back into the castle, Professor Kennedy looked like he was about to pass out, and Headmaster Trent was staring at her in what she hoped was just shock. They didn’t need another broken professor or two at Hogwarts. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥