Professor Vindictus's Office

[demented_death_eater]

You knock on the door and hear a deep voice beckoning you inside. Once inside, you are greeted by various portraits of Quidditch greats of years' past and present. The largest of the portraits is that of the man sitting behind a massive mahogany desk - Professor Maximus O. Vindictus, a legend in his own right (and some would argue, mind). His blonde hair, twinkling blue eyes, and gleaming smile are unmistakable, and you realize you are in the presence of a professional athlete and celebrity who even managed to find the time to pursue university degrees as seen by the two large, framed diplomas that hang proudly on the wall. Looking around the room, you begin to notice overstuffed navy blue leather couches that flank the coffee table by the fire. Various Quidditch magazines and books lay on the coffee table, as does a bowl of chocolate frogs. On each side of the fireplace, are two trophy cases - the hardware inside gleaming after a good polishing.

The door to the office is closed and locked. You will need to knock and wait for Professor Vindictus to allow you inside.

[emjay]

As Mariel arrived to Professor Vindictus's office, she stopped in front of the closed door and stared at it anxiously. She was dreading walking into his office and facing her Head of House, but after the events of the night before, she had made up her mind to apologize for her actions. But what if he decided to punish her further? Shaking her head slightly to banish that thought, she decided it didn't matter. She had to accept responsibility for what she had done.

Swallowing a lump of apprehension, the young Ravenclaw glanced over her shoulder. She hadn't meant to arrive before Lyra, but she had desperately wanted to get this over with and apparently walked much faster than the other girl. Taking a deep breath to try to calm herself, Mariel quickly knocked on the door before stepping back, awaiting to be let in.

[Hawken Terrell]

Cale being Cale, hurried down the corridor to Vinditcus' office. Unlike last year, Cale had taken the plants he had provided his Head of House home - that way, he was certain they'd survive. At the moment he was floating half a dozen potted plants down the hallway in front of him, juniper wand outstretched in front of him.

"Excuse me! Pardon me!" He said walking past the girl waiting outside Professor Vindictus' office door. He knocked once, then jiggled the handle.

"Professor! I brought back your plants! Try not to kill them this year will you?"

[demented_death_eater]

Behind the closed and locked door, the WWN was blaring loudly and Professor Vindictus was drumming out the beat with his fingers on his desk. Finally, the song ended and he could hear fists pounding on his door. Sighing, he got up and turned off the wizarding radio, the with a flick of his wand unlocked the door. Another spell made the door open.

"Come on in!" he called out and plopped back down on his cushy office chair, and propped his feet up on his desk.

[Hawken Terrell]

Cale sent the plants floating in ahead of him. It was like having someone announce his presence for after all, what other student would be walking around the grounds with floating potted plants ahead of him?

"Professor! Have a good holiday did you? I brought you back your plants." He stopped in the middle of the office looking around. "Try not to kill them will you?"

[demented_death_eater]

He watched the green plants float to their different places in the office. "Erm, thanks, Cale!" Vindictus said jovially. "So do these water themselves or do I stick 'em outside whenever it rains?"

[Hawken Terrell]

Cale wondered slightly if Vindictus had ever taken a herbology course. Probably failed it flat out. he thought to himself as he scratched his chin with his hands. "Neither, just normal everyday ferns. You need to water them once a week." He grabbed a pen out of his pocket and attempted to transfigure it into a watering can. Alas, it turned into a sprinkler which would need a muggle hose attached to it. "Erm...I'll bring you a watering can tomorrow."

[demented_death_eater]

"Once a week?" Vindictus asked and thought about it. "I think I can manage that. I remember in herbology that we had to feed plants. Do these eat chocolate?" He chuckled at his own lame attempt at a joke.

[Hawken Terrell]

Yep! Cale's mind exclaimed. Flunked - flat on his face. He shook his head a bit completely missing the humor in the man's voice. "Not chocolate, fertilizer once every 2 months and some nutrient pellets now and again. Just make sure they get enough sun." All the plants in the room were sun lovers, yet ones that could survive in the shade as well.

[demented_death_eater]

"Fertilizer?" Vindictus blinked and smirked. The young man didn't get his joke. "Erm, chicken or dragon?"

[Hawken Terrell]

"Cow," he said flatly. "They're nonmagical no need for the Dragon." He rocked back and forth on his heels holding the poorly transfigured sprinkler in his left hand.

[emjay]

Mariel's apprehensive eyes quickly left the closed door and landed on the much taller figure filing past her. Oh the prefect. What she had to say, she didn't want to have to say in front of anyone else, the very reason she sought Professor Vindictus in his office. So when the older boy with plants in tow happily stepped in front of her, she was unsure of how to proceed.

She waited outside for a few moments, finally deciding it would be best to at least step in. The professor was most likely aware of her presence outside and he did beckon them to come in, so she figured it to be rude to stay outside.

Tentatively peering around the now-opened door, she cautiously stepped in and said in a small voice, "I don't mean to interrupt. I can wait till you're finished."

[demented_death_eater]

"I prefer dragon," Vindictus said and grinned. "Less is needed and its higher in nutrients. But you only use that kind of fertilizer outdoors. Which brand of plant food should I purchase? I want something that isn't going to make my office smell like the greenhouses after a planting session."

[Hawken Terrell]

Cale pressed his lips together. "Dragon dung's quite potent but - don't use a lot of it then." He coughed as the girl he passed up in the hallway walked in. "I'd order Oliver Grant's," he cringed slightly at the name. The man and he had a "friendly" rival planting hybrid contest going on. The last few year's Grant had beat him out in the Acerbus magical plant competition. "Needed Nurtient then. It's good, but not smelly."

Why! oh Why!? am I recommending that man's products?!

[demented_death_eater]

"Needed Nutrient. Got it," Vindictus winked and tapped his head. "Won't forget. Now before I forget, why is the Ravenclaw Hourglass in the negative? I was, um, handling a situation at the Staff Table and thought I was seeing things."

[Hawken Terrell]

"Um, Well, that would be," Cale didn't know the specifics. "There was a food fight at the table during the Welcome Feast - but I didn't see who was throwing food," he added quickly. It was the truth he had come in at the end of it to see the Gray Lady yelling at the kids. "The Gray Lady was busy yelling at them by the time I got into the Great Hall."

"And then the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was taking points off of people, although I only heard that through the grape vine." Meaning Tobi. That boy sure seemed to know a lot of the school gossip some days.

[demented_death_eater]

Upon hearing his old professor's name, Vindictus's feet dropped to the floor with a loud thud and he walked over to the two Ravenclaws who were in the office. "Let me give the two of you some sound advice - stay out of the way of Professor K," he said in a low voice. "Attend his class, follow the rules, and watch what you say when you're around him. Trust me." His eyes briefly flickered over to an old wooden stool sitting in the corner of his office.

After a moment of being serious, his good humor returned. "Did a book attack you in Diagon Alley, Cale? You're unusually quiet, Mariel - did Professor Shakleton send you to check on me?"

[emjay]

Eyes widening slightly on her already anxious face, Mariel nodded upon hearing her professor's advice. "Yes, sir," she managed. She would certainly do her best to heed his advice, now. If only she had heard such sound words hours before. Perhaps she wouldn't be in the trouble she was in.

Smiling slightly upon his favorable change of expression, she shook her head gently. "No, sir, I'm here under my own volition."

[demented_death_eater]

Vindictus blinked twice. "Really? Have some chocolate and relax. So tell me - are they real? The ghosts." He looked at the two students. "I just want to make sure that a prank isn't being pulled."

[emjay]

Her ears perked up at the word 'chocolate.' Glancing over at the bowl of chocolate frogs on the table, she happily picked one up and nearly skipped over to the couch. "Thanks," Mariel said, smiling brightly as she sat down. Soon remembering why she had come here in the first place, her smile faded somewhat as she gingerly opened the chocolate. He was being so nice to her when she was sure he would be furious in just a few minutes.

She nodded at his words. "I did see four ghosts at the Welcoming Feast. I believe they were all the House ghosts." Thinking for a moment, she added, "Well, at least I'm sure of the Grey Lady, but I think the others were house ghosts too." Looking up at him she said, "The ghosts haven't been seen around here for a long time, have they? Do you know how long it's been?"

[potterhead23]

Lyra walked up to Professor Vindictus's door glumly and looked around for Mariel. I didn't realize he was the head of my house. He's going to hate me for sure. How did I get off on such a wrong foot? Lyra knew why, and it was her own fault.

Lyra thought she heard Mariel's voice on the other side of the door. What was this about ghosts? She hadn't realized that they had been gone for years, but then, she was only to the era of Harry Potter in Hogwarts, A History.

Taking a deep breath, knowing it was best to get it over with, Lyra knocked on the door.

[demented_death_eater]

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She nodded at his words. "I did see four ghosts at the Welcoming Feast. I believe they were all the House ghosts." Thinking for a moment, she added, "Well, at least I'm sure of the Grey Lady, but I think the others were house ghosts too." Looking up at him she said, "The ghosts haven't been seen around here for a long time, have they? Do you know how long it's been?"

"I think I remember my History of Magic professor telling us that the ghosts disappeared shortly after the Battle of Hogwarts," Vindictus said after several minutes of quiet thought.

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Lyra walked up to Professor Vindictus's door glumly and looked around for Mariel. I didn't realize he was the head of my house. He's going to hate me for sure. How did I get off on such a wrong foot? Lyra knew why, and it was her own fault.

Lyra thought she heard Mariel's voice on the other side of the door. What was this about ghosts? She hadn't realized that they had been gone for years, but then, she was only to the era of Harry Potter in Hogwarts, A History.

Taking a deep breath, knowing it was best to get it over with, Lyra knocked on the door.

Vindictus heard a knock on his open door. "Come on in!" he called out and at that moment, he remembered that it was his turn to patrol the corridors shortly after curfew.

[Hawken Terrell]

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After a moment of being serious, his good humor returned. "Did a book attack you in Diagon Alley, Cale? You're unusually quiet, Mariel - did Professor Shakleton send you to check on me?"

"It," Cale coughed and rubbed the large knot-shaped bruise on his forehead. "Wasn't a book professor. More like a - um...large knot."

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Vindictus blinked twice. "Really? Have some chocolate and relax. So tell me - are they real? The ghosts." He looked at the two students. "I just want to make sure that a prank isn't being pulled."

"Well," Cale chirped up happy that the subject was changed before he had to explain himself further. Nobody needed to know about his project this semester or else he'd be in some form of trouble. Or so Cale assumed anyways. No, the Ravenclaw Prefect was determined to beat Oliver Grant next summer for the Acerbus magical plant competition, even if it killed him, and obtaining the plant he had over the summer had nearly killed him. "If it was a prank, it was one of the best set up ones I've seen in - ever."

[emjay]

Cautiously watching the professor as he appeared deep in thought, Mariel nodded when he spoke. "I wonder why they came back," she mused aloud more to herself than anyone else.

She nearly jumped as she was startled by a knock on the door. I really hope that's Lyra, she thought to herself. Not only did she not want anyone else to hear her words, but she had meant to escort the young girl though she had gotten a bit ahead of her in her haste.

Stealing a curious glance at the Prefect as he seemed to dodge the question, she shifted slightly in her seat wondering if he also wanted to say something unheard by others.

[demented_death_eater]

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Originally Posted by Hawken Terrell

"It," Cale coughed and rubbed the large knot-shaped bruise on his forehead. "Wasn't a book professor. More like a - um...large knot."

"Well," Cale chirped up happy that the subject was changed before he had to explain himself further. Nobody needed to know about his project this semester or else he'd be in some form of trouble. Or so Cale assumed anyways. No, the Ravenclaw Prefect was determined to beat Oliver Grant next summer for the Acerbus magical plant competition, even if it killed him, and obtaining the plant he had over the summer had nearly killed him. "If it was a prank, it was one of the best set up ones I've seen in - ever."

"Yeah, the best of all time," Vindictus grinned and hoped it was true because he'd never encountered one in his entire life. "There are a few pranks out there that create illusions that move and such - some good magic, I might add."

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Originally Posted by MsMorgan

Cautiously watching the professor as he appeared deep in thought, Mariel nodded when he spoke. "I wonder why they came back," she mused aloud more to herself than anyone else.

She nearly jumped as she was startled by a knock on the door. I really hope that's Lyra, she thought to herself. Not only did she not want anyone else to hear her words, but she had meant to escort the young girl though she had gotten a bit ahead of her in her haste.

Stealing a curious glance at the Prefect as he seemed to dodge the question, she shifted slightly in her seat wondering if he also wanted to say something unheard by others.

"Perhaps you should ask one of them," he suggested and added, "if they're actually the real genuine thing."