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*Nordic Witch* · 01-15-2020, 04:25 PM

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Puzzled, but having heard the urgency in Vance’s voice, Trent rose from his paperwork and made his way down the spiral staircase. At the bottom, he found the boy pacing and was inclined to believe this wasn’t a prank of sorts, at least not one the boy was in on. Given everything that could go wrong inside the castle, perhaps this didn’t seem so far-fetched afterall.

“The Fat Lady is what now?” Alive was it? As in...really there or someone polyjuiced because after Zoryn Spinnet, the man had learned that when determined enough, the kids could very well brew a potion like that and run amuck inside the castle.

“Let’s start over, what’s the problem?”

That might have been the better question.

Cole's thoughts tumbled around as they kept going back to the scared Stella as he waited for Headmaster Trent. Pacing and pacing he glanced at the stone gargoyles wondering if they had delivered his message. He didn't know who to go to if it turned out that the headmaster wasn't present in his office at this hour.

Cole had almost given up when Headmaster Trent came down the spiral staircase. Taking a breath to calm himself he said trying to make sense even if he didn't completley understand how it had all happened in the first place. He owed it to Stella to try. "The Fat Lady was opera singing in her usually loud shrilly voice when my friend Stella wanted to get into the lion common room and said the password i guess. I really don't know exactly how it happened, but when i came up minutes after that the Fat Lady stood outside her frame on the floor. In human solid flesh like i could touch her if had wanted to, still singing opera and my friend stella waved distressed from inside the portrait frame at me. She asked me to fetch you...Can you please come and help us?" He asked pleadingly.This was by no means a prank. He was genuinly scared for friend.

01-15-2020, 04:25 PM	#4 (permalink)
Nordic Witch Grindylow Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: [GMT + 1] Posts: 14,069 Hogwarts RPG Name: Rose Snakebark Gryffindor Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: JT Forsfelle Slytherin Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ariadne Rose Hufflepuff Third Year Gryffindor First Year Gryffindor First Year Ministry Department Head: Violet Fawley Ecological Protection x3	Swedishfish Girl! Madame Librarian! Jess's Soul Sister! Sweetest Swede! Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Puzzled, but having heard the urgency in Vance’s voice, Trent rose from his paperwork and made his way down the spiral staircase. At the bottom, he found the boy pacing and was inclined to believe this wasn’t a prank of sorts, at least not one the boy was in on. Given everything that could go wrong inside the castle, perhaps this didn’t seem so far-fetched afterall. “The Fat Lady is what now?” Alive was it? As in...really there or someone polyjuiced because after Zoryn Spinnet, the man had learned that when determined enough, the kids could very well brew a potion like that and run amuck inside the castle. “Let’s start over, what’s the problem?” That might have been the better question. Cole's thoughts tumbled around as they kept going back to the scared Stella as he waited for Headmaster Trent. Pacing and pacing he glanced at the stone gargoyles wondering if they had delivered his message. He didn't know who to go to if it turned out that the headmaster wasn't present in his office at this hour. Cole had almost given up when Headmaster Trent came down the spiral staircase. Taking a breath to calm himself he said trying to make sense even if he didn't completley understand how it had all happened in the first place. He owed it to Stella to try. "The Fat Lady was opera singing in her usually loud shrilly voice when my friend Stella wanted to get into the lion common room and said the password i guess. I really don't know exactly how it happened, but when i came up minutes after that the Fat Lady stood outside her frame on the floor. In human solid flesh like i could touch her if had wanted to, still singing opera and my friend stella waved distressed from inside the portrait frame at me. She asked me to fetch you...Can you please come and help us?" He asked pleadingly.This was by no means a prank. He was genuinly scared for friend. __________________