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Harron Peasley · 10-18-2021, 07:01 PM

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Originally Posted by Felixir

This was one of his lighter timetabled days, and though Flying was not a class that required scroll upon scroll of homework to be marked, day in and day out, Kamran still had plenty to do. It was a better opportunity, for instance, to do a check of the grounds, make sure all was in order while the majority of the students were in their lessons.

Once that was seen to, he'd headed for the Great Hall for dinner, one teenager-sized jacket now in hand. He'd found it in one of the domes and - not to make assumptions or anything - entirely assumed it belonged to one of the Hufflepuffs, or perhaps someone who was a fan of the bumblebee colour scheme, going by the yellow and black patches that haphazardly covered the thing. So, just a quick flyby at that particular house table to see if anyone was available to... aha.

"Miss Charbonneau," Kamran greeted the sixth year, coming to a halt across from her. "Could I disturb you for just a moment?" Busy reading, he could see that. Horror, too, just the genre one of his own had always been into.

Although she was watching the door over the rim of the book, upon spotting the Professor enter Florrie made sure she was engrossed in its pages. Being busy meant that he wasn't likely to talk to her, and of the people Florrie didn't want to talk to Professors only missed out on the top spot because of first years.

Not that it worked, of course. Pointedly finishing the sentence, Florrie lay the book face down on the table and looked up. "Professor Kamran," she managed a small smile as she spoke, her eyes shifting between his face and the jacket he was holding. "What do you need?"

10-18-2021, 07:01 PM	#4 (permalink)
Harron Peasley Mooncalf Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: The Losers Club Posts: 7,596 Hogwarts RPG Name: Reuben Albert Darcy-Stemp Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Billie Love Stemp Gryffindor Fifth Year x3	Sarah thinks I'm cute \| Shan's safe space. Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir This was one of his lighter timetabled days, and though Flying was not a class that required scroll upon scroll of homework to be marked, day in and day out, Kamran still had plenty to do. It was a better opportunity, for instance, to do a check of the grounds, make sure all was in order while the majority of the students were in their lessons. Once that was seen to, he'd headed for the Great Hall for dinner, one teenager-sized jacket now in hand. He'd found it in one of the domes and - not to make assumptions or anything - entirely assumed it belonged to one of the Hufflepuffs, or perhaps someone who was a fan of the bumblebee colour scheme, going by the yellow and black patches that haphazardly covered the thing. So, just a quick flyby at that particular house table to see if anyone was available to... aha. "Miss Charbonneau," Kamran greeted the sixth year, coming to a halt across from her. "Could I disturb you for just a moment?" Busy reading, he could see that. Horror, too, just the genre one of his own had always been into. Although she was watching the door over the rim of the book, upon spotting the Professor enter Florrie made sure she was engrossed in its pages. Being busy meant that he wasn't likely to talk to her, and of the people Florrie didn't want to talk to Professors only missed out on the top spot because of first years. Not that it worked, of course. Pointedly finishing the sentence, Florrie lay the book face down on the table and looked up. "Professor Kamran," she managed a small smile as she spoke, her eyes shifting between his face and the jacket he was holding. "What do you need?" __________________ ⇀ Standing now, calling all the people here to see the show_____________________________ Calling for my demons now to let me go ↽