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As interesting as distilling and experimenting with gillywater was, it was not a good enough excuse to be late to tea with Valon Kazimeriz. Thus it was in a slight state of anxiety that Anastasia Bunbury hurried through the entrance to the castle and paused just outside of the doors to the Great Hall. She was half-turned to go down the stairs to the dungeons and half not, because, after all, a great number of voices were distracting her now. All coming from the Hall, too.
And then along came an interesting sight, right up from the very dungeons Anastasia had been about to visit. First was the floating cat, then the weak old man, annnnnd then Zan.
Just another day at Hogwarts, right, except that they were dripping wet.
"What in Merlin's Pants.....?!" Annie mumbled, openly gaping at the trio as she followed them to the Slytherin table. "I mean, I know I was late for tea, Professor Kazimeriz, but...I....huhhhhhhh?"
Kazimeriz said nothing, not even glancing up from the cat which had become his sole focus and primary concern, at least until it was delivered back to its rightful caretaker.
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Ameh Rubbing anxiously at his eyes, Raiden watched with a slight numbness as the intern lady levitated Mr. Constantine into the Great Hall, and Professor Bunbury made tea, and everything was just amazingly odd today, wasn't it. But it didn't matter, because he was about to add to the overall unbelievability of the events of the day. So relieved was Raiden about seeing Roscoe alive, dry, and well that he did something that most students without a death wish would never dream of attempting. Very carefully, because it seemed like Professor Kazimeriz wasn't feeling well at all, Raiden hugged the old man.
Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuug.
!!!
!!!
There were. No words.
Kazimeriz's eyes went wide and his face grew pale and rather horrified. He gently extracted himself from the grip of the student, pulling away.
"10 points from your house, child." he said in a cold, furious tone as he stood and balanced against his cane. He staggered backwards and limp-squelched away, bumping into someone behind him as he retreated.
"Make that fifteen points." he corrected himself as he turned to flee.
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druidflower Okay, that's it. Masterson wouldn't be able to stand for a minute anyway.
Caroline plunged her hand into her bag, pulled out some phials of Pepperup Potion and launched herself at Ethan. Burying her face in his chest and squeezing him around the middle.
It had been a BAD DAY. And she had been starting to wonder herself if Ethan had drowned. And she asked him to help her.
He was the closest thing she had to a friend at a Hogwarts.
Steady Avalon. If you cry in front of the students, well, it would be bad. REALLY BAD.
She let go. "You smell like mildew," she said matter of factly, as if she hadn't been about to blubber all over him. "And take this, or suffer the Groundskeeper's fate." She pressed a phial of Pepperup Potion into his hand.
As he turned, he nearly ran smack into Caroline --
his Caroline! --
hugging Truebridge?! Could this day get any worse? His already pale face turned even more ghostly. Words momentarily failed him,and him simply stared in disbelief, the tightness in his chest increasing. He briefly wondered if he might be having a heart attack.
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Helios Sunrider The height at which his robes were soaked seemed to indicate that he was the last student to leave the dungeons. Still fuming about his dismissal, the potion masters condition only worsend the prince's disposition.
Old fool. The boy could have swam laps around him. Though he did understand it was Kaz's duty to protect the students didn't mean he had to like it.
Arms folded over his chest, the boy grimaced and dripped all over the hall. He knew well enough to keep his mouth shut, even if he couldn't stop his teeth from chattering.
Brrrr.
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NicoT Ethan sneezed. It wasn't like HE wanted hugs for saving the kitty but...
... he got hugs anyway apparently. "Ah." Ethan put his arms around her after a moment and gave her a half-hearted squeeze. "Mildew? Lake water." Ethan clarified. And probably old man. Raiden would now smell like that too.
He eyed Masterson for a moment and chose not to comment, particularly when Cari threatened him with the same fate... hmm... speaking of which, whatever happened to that Hufflepuff he'd handed over to Clifford? Still he didn't like sneezing so he was quite obliging about the potion. He took the pepperup, unstoppered it and drank it down, handing the empty phial back solemnly, sneezing once more for good measure.
Mmmm. Special tea.
Nodding his thanks, Ethan gently extracted himself from Cari, patting her shoulder in thanks and took the teacup, rather oblivious to darkmood!Annie. "Thank you, Annie," He took a sip and let out a breath, relaxing the slightest bit, "Lovely." He was still shivering some, but the combination of the pepperup potion and the special tea helped immensely.
Noticing Sunrider, Kazimeriz found his voice.
"Mrs. Avalon. This is not the time nor place for you work your wiles on Mr. Truebridge. A student is in need of ...a healer's assistance. Do your job." He glared at her, ignoring his own chattering teeth and soaked robes, his own poor condition. He glared at Caroline and Truebridge and then back at Caroline. His eyes looked haunted. Betrayed. He tore his eyes from her and turned instead to Bunbury.
"Has anyone located Headmaster Bontecou?" he asked, trying to ignore her attentions toward Truebridge.