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The first thing you notice about this office is the exceptionally large desk, which, if you look closer; seems to have unusual scuffmarks on its surface. Perhaps it serves a less mundane purpose than simply a desk? A large and comfortable looking chair sits behind it; obviously this is Ethan’s chair though you will rarely find him sitting in it.
Three smaller, yet no less comfortable looking chairs are arranged facing the desk, ready for any visiting students to take a seat. While waiting you might notice a large bookcase along one wall; though there are no books on it. Instead it is brimming with photo frames. Pictures of Ethan in his days as a student at WADA (if you look closely at the one on the left, you might recognize another Hogwarts staff member shuffling a pack of cards and doing one of those hit-with-the-ladies grins that former rockstars are quite good at) , one of him as a thirteen year old in Slytherin robes, a selection of him a few years ago with various dragons in the background, a newer one featuring dragons (and a certain fiery red headed professor), one of him on a muggle sailing ship, another on stage dressed in tights and holding a skull and one of him in Egypt working with curse breakers.
An old looking gramophone sits on the bookcase with a selection of records stacked haphazardly to one side, various eras of music are represented; of both the wizarding and the muggle variety. On the walls his OWL and NEWT results are proudly displayed alongside certificates proclaiming his knowledge and familiarity with various Dragon breeds.
A large basket sits in one corner, and a slight snoring sound can often be heard coming from this direction where Ethan’s chihuahua makes its bed.
The walls and ceiling are blue for reasons Truebridge hasn’t discovered, and he's been meaning to do something about that.
There are some fairly intense precautions against intruders this term, many charms are weaved around the doorway, the windows, all over the floors and on his desk drawers. If you go poking about, you will quite literally be caught 'red handed', startled by a ridiculously loud caterwauling charm (which might likely be heard from the Defense Against the Dark Arts and Muggle Studies classrooms), possibly glued to whichever surface you touch and maybe even temporarily blinded. If you happen to have any difficulties with your joints, particularly your hips, it would be wise not to enter without making an appointment, the floor has been cursed to dislocate joints which have already suffered irreversible spell damage.
He was even contemplating an age line to keep anyone over 100 years out.
It might be said that Professor Truebridge has grown slightly paranoid after his duel with Professor Kazimeriz the previous term.
In any case, there is now a wooden bench and a large and dusty ledger outside of his office If you wish to speak to him, you need to write your name in the ledger and take a seat on the bench, or alternatively, leave a note in the ledger and Professor Truebridge will owl you when he has a free moment.
The closer Abby gets to Truebridge's door; the faster her heart beats rushing blood to her cheeks. She casually touches her face. Great I'm blushing. Now I'm going to look like one of Professor Truebridge's many fan girls. Maybe that's not such a bad idea after all. Abby puts he hand on the door knob when she notices a raw hide bone with a cute doggie bow on it. Trubridge has a dog? Professor Morgan must have left this. I hope Professor Truebridge has a dog. I'd hate to think she brought for the professor. Morgan was pretty friendly with Truebridge last term with the drageon. Boy, he really collects the fan girls. Even the professors aren"t imune to his many charms. Abby opens the door and walks in. "I think this is for you?"
"Ah." Ethan took the bone and read the note, blinking a few times, trying to figure out where it had come from. "Thank you, Abby... it was outside?" How interesting.
He took the bone to the corner, undid the ribbon and dropped it in the chihuahua's basket.
"How can I help you today? Oh, and please empty the contents of your pockets on to that tray." He pointed to the tray in question and flicked his wand at Abby, checking for... something. "Hmmm... where did I put my secrecy sensor?" Ethan moved over to the desk drawer and began rummaging through it.
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To be honest, Dominic wasn't really sure what he had come to see Truebridge about. It wasn't that he needed assistance with his academic troubles, but if he did, then surely Shackleton should have been primary person to seek for guidance. Speaking of Shackleton, he should probably speak with her on the front of career choices - something he should have done before taking his OWL exams so he knew what to strive for success in. But instead, he didn't narrow his subject list AT ALL and ended up with almost perfect OWL results. And by almost perfect, he passed eleven of the twelve, but did not get outstandings in all of them.
So brings the sixth year back to the ultimate question: Why was he here, just over the threshold of one of his favorite professor's offices?
Drama. That had to be it; Ethan Truebridge was, after all, a man of the dramatic arts. And with all that was going on in the life of Dominic Denton - the wooing of the best friend, the kiss from Evolette McKenna, the jealous feelings, the confusion, the speechlessness - yes, Dominic was indeed very confused. As was his life filled to the brim with drama.
So much drama that he did not even notice the raw hide bone with the note on it that Abby had noticed and picked up for the History professor. Sighing, he managed to both lazily and casually lean against the back wall, shades dropping over his eyes [from the top of his head] as he waited to figure out his next move.
"And you, Dominic. Welcome, take a seat... empty your pockets on to the tray please." Ethan pulled the secrecy sensor out of the drawer with an aha-gesture and began to walk back towards Abby.
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"How can I help you today? Oh, and please empty the contents of your pockets on to that tray." He pointed to the tray in question and flicked his wand at Abby, checking for... something. "Hmmm... where did I put my secrecy sensor?" Ethan moved over to the desk drawer and began rummaging through it.
"And you, Dominic. Welcome, take a seat... empty your pockets on to the tray please." Ethan pulled the secrecy sensor out of the drawer with an aha-gesture and began to walk back towards Abby.
Dominic watched as Truebridge took the rawhide bone from his peer and dropped it into a basket in the corner. Of course he knew the Professor had a dog, briefly though from his encounters in this office last term, but details of the pup were unknown.
Empty her contents? Did he not trust Abby? She was a Hufflepuff; surely she would not do anything to harm the professor, right? And wait... what was this? Secrecy sensor? Abby was a sixth year!!
But his reverie was broken however when Truebridge addressed him, telling him to take a seat as well and ... empty his pockets too? All he had was two things though. "Of course, thank you Professor," he commented lightly, taking one of the seats by the desk and removing his wand and single book of Shakespearean sonnets from the tray.
"Must I really put these items on the tray?" Dominic asked skeptically, not really wanting to part with his wand, but skeptical too in part by Truebridge approaching Abby with a secrecy sensor.
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"I think Professor Morgan left it for your dog?" Abby looks over to the corner and sees what looks like an itsy bitsy, teeny weeny doggie. "He's adorable. It is a he?" Considering the position the dog is lying in, it's hard to tell what sex he is. "What's his or her name?"
"I was concerned about you. When you didn't show up at the Opening Feast..." Professor Truebridge has already said Abby has a hard time staying focused, but why is Professor Truebridge waving his wand up and down her um... person? Is there something wrong with her? "I got worried that Professor Kazi..." Definitely not the name you want to dandy about with Truebridge's wand so close. "I was afraid you had been injured or killed last term."
Now he wants me to empty out my pockets on his tray. I swear, if he tells me I need to strip down to my birthday suit, I'm going to hit him with the Petrificus Totalus Spell. At least Professor Kazimeriz trust me enough to interrogate me with my clothes on.
Just when things couldn't get any crazier, Professor Truebridge rifles through his desk and finds some strange looking collection of metal sticks. From his reaction you'd think he'd just discovered the Sword of Godric Gryffindor hiding in his drawer. It's official folks. Professors Kazimeriz and Truebridge are A #1 nutters.
"I was also wondering if... I mean I want to offer you my services...." Great Abby, you just said you want to proposition your professor. Now he's going to think you're a nutter too. "I diidn't mean to.... Do you think you might needs some extra help this term? Way to go Abby! Now Professor Truebridge thinks you're loosing all your marbles or a class #1 fan girl.
Dominic watched as Truebridge took the rawhide bone from his peer and dropped it into a basket in the corner. Of course he knew the Professor had a dog, briefly though from his encounters in this office last term, but details of the pup were unknown.
Empty her contents? Did he not trust Abby? She was a Hufflepuff; surely she would not do anything to harm the professor, right? And wait... what was this? Secrecy sensor? Abby was a sixth year!!
But his reverie was broken however when Truebridge addressed him, telling him to take a seat as well and ... empty his pockets too? All he had was two things though. "Of course, thank you Professor," he commented lightly, taking one of the seats by the desk and removing his wand and single book of Shakespearean sonnets from the tray.
"Must I really put these items on the tray?" Dominic asked skeptically, not really wanting to part with his wand, but skeptical too in part by Truebridge approaching Abby with a secrecy sensor.
"I suppose I can trust you, Dominic." Truebridge answered, noting that the book was one of the two he had given the boy. "Take a seat."
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"I think Professor Morgan left it for your dog?" Abby looks over to the corner and sees what looks like an itsy bitsy, teeny weeny doggie. "He's adorable. It is a he?" Considering the position the dog is lying in, it's hard to tell what sex he is. "What's his or her name?"
"I was concerned about you. When you didn't show up at the Opening Feast..." Professor Truebridge has already said Abby has a hard time staying focused, but why is Professor Truebridge waving his wand up and down her um... person? Is there something wrong with her? "I got worried that Professor Kazi..." Definitely not the name you want to dandy about with Truebridge's wand so close. "I was afraid you had been injured or killed last term."
Now he wants me to empty out my pockets on his tray. I swear, if he tells me I need to strip down to my birthday suit, I'm going to hit him with the Petrificus Totalus Spell. At least Professor Kazimeriz trust me enough to interrogate me with my clothes on.
Just when things couldn't get any crazier, Professor Truebridge rifles through his desk and finds some strange looking collection of metal sticks. From his reaction you'd think he'd just discovered the Sword of Godric Gryffindor hiding in his drawer. It's official folks. Professors Kazimeriz and Truebridge are A #1 nutters.
"I was also wondering if... I mean I want to offer you my services...." Great Abby, you just said you want to proposition your professor. Now he's going to think you're a nutter too. "I diidn't mean to.... Do you think you might needs some extra help this term? Way to go Abby! Now Professor Truebridge thinks you're loosing all your marbles or a class #1 fan girl.
ooc: You wouldn't know that Professor Morgan left the bone unless Abby actually 'saw' her, which she didn't
"Yes, it's a he. I sort of forgot to name him. Professor Morgan was going to give me a list of suggested names..." Had she given him the list? Ethan didn't recall. "In any case, my chihuahua has no name."
Ethan paused and looked at Abby sharply, "Why would you think that Professor Kazimeriz may have injured or... killed me?" He eyed the secrecy sensor, which was being decidedly uncooperative. Hmm. He need a new one.
"Help with what?" Truebridge asked her, not registering anything at all odd about her behaviour, even if the secrecy sensor might have had it been working properly.
"Poor baby, Professor Truebridge, you are a bad father. Every child should have a name. He looks like a Diablo to me." Abby watches Professor Truebridge wave that strange looking devise around her. She has no idea what that thing does, and Professor Truebridge isn't giving any clues at to what it might do. When he finishes, Abby walks over to the table and empties the content of her pockets on the tray.
The Contents of Abby's Pockets
One Mauve colored Pygmy Puff
Six Black Pepper Imp Wrappers folded length wise
A sugar quill
Two Chocolate Frog Cards (Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley) pink box(The box has a permanent sticking charm on it.)
Abby takes her wand out of it's holster. She hesitates to put it on the tray. The last time she gave a professor her wand, she broke it. Okay, Professor Lupa was just pretending, but it still felt real. This is ridiculous. I've always trusted Professor Truebridge. There's no reason not to now. Abby places her wand on the tray and sits down.
"Why wouldn't I be afraid Professor Kazimeriz might hurt you? I was at the duel. Do you usually act that way when you're just playing around with someone. Professor, I was in Professor Kazimeriz's office when the whole thing got started. I got the distinct impression Professor Kazimeriz was pretty mad at you." Professor Kazimeriz must have a reason why he wants me to spy on him. I assume it has something to do with the duel. Could it something else?
"Um... I don't know. Help you around your office. Run errands for you. That kind of stuff. I'm sure you can use help with something. I could walk your dog around the grounds for you." Come on Abby. You've got to get him to agree to this. I don't want to have to face Kazimeriz if Truebridge says no.
"Poor baby, Professor Truebridge, you are a bad father. Every child should have a name. He looks like a Diablo to me." Abby watches Professor Truebridge wave that strange looking devise around her. She has no idea what that thing does, and Professor Truebridge isn't giving any clues at to what it might do. When he finishes, Abby walks over to the table and empties the content of her pockets on the tray.
The Contents of Abby's Pockets
One Mauve colored Pygmy Puff
Six Black Pepper Imp Wrappers folded length wise
A sugar quill
Two Chocolate Frog Cards (Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley) pink box(The box has a permanent sticking charm on it.)
Abby takes her wand out of it's holster. She hesitates to put it on the tray. The last time she gave a professor her wand, she broke it. Okay, Professor Lupa was just pretending, but it still felt real. This is ridiculous. I've always trusted Professor Truebridge. There's no reason not to now. Abby places her wand on the tray and sits down.
"Why wouldn't I be afraid Professor Kazimeriz might hurt you? I was at the duel. Do you usually act that way when you're just playing around with someone. Professor, I was in Professor Kazimeriz's office when the whole thing got started. I got the distinct impression Professor Kazimeriz was pretty mad at you." Professor Kazimeriz must have a reason why he wants me to spy on him. I assume it has something to do with the duel. Could it something else?
"Um... I don't know. Help you around your office. Run errands for you. That kind of stuff. I'm sure you can use help with something. I could walk your dog around the grounds for you." Come on Abby. You've got to get him to agree to this. I don't want to have to face Kazimeriz if Truebridge says no.
"He'll get a name eventually. I only have one dog so it isn't like I'll get confused." Truebridge answered, eyeing the contents of Abby's pockets.
"He's always been mad at me, right since I first met him when I was eleven years old." Ethan looked over at Abby for a moment, wondering why she was so eager to 'run errands'.
"I suppose you could.... walk the dog. And perhaps... talk to Professor Morgan about a name?"
I'd love to help you take care of your dog. I've always wanted one myself, but living in Ministry housing doesn't bode well for pets. Besides my mom says they're a lot of work. You're sure I can't help with anything else. Hufflepuff could sure use the extra house points and all. Not to mention I'm suppose to spend all my free time keeping you company. I still haven't figured out why Kazimeriz wants me to babysit Professor Truebridge, but I don't think I want to get on his bad side right now.
I'd love to help you take care of your dog. I've always wanted one myself, but living in Ministry housing doesn't bode well for pets. Besides my mom says they're a lot of work. You're sure I can't help with anything else. Hufflepuff could sure use the extra house points and all. Not to mention I'm suppose to spend all my free time keeping you company. I still haven't figured out why Kazimeriz wants me to babysit Professor Truebridge, but I don't think I want to get on his bad side right now.
"House points huh? Well if that's all you are here for Abby, I suggest you find another professor to badger." Truebridge answered, pausing for a moment before adding, "Since you are leaving anyway, you might as well take the chihuahua for a walk to see professor Morgan."
"I didn't mean it that way sir..." Before Abby can explain herself, Professor Truebridge anounce he want his dog to go for a walks. "Yes, sir. Do you have any instructions for Professor Morgan?" Abby not sure if Professor Morgan just likes to see the little Chihuahua, or if the dog needs her professor services. She finds the dog's leash hanging on a hook near his basket. Abby picks the dog up. "Come on mon petite chien. We're going to go for a little walk." She carefull puts the leash on and kisses the dog on the head. "My name's Abby. We're going to be good friends I hope."
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"I suppose I can trust you, Dominic." Truebridge answered, noting that the book was one of the two he had given the boy. "Take a seat."
Dominic nodded, slightly prided that Truebridge could trust him. A fact that he sure had hoped he could have considering he was Prefect and the Professor had gifted him with two books. Taking a seat, the sixth year waited patiently as the History Professor conversed with Abby.
Why was Abby so eager to volunteer her services to Professor Truebridge? She hardly seemed like the type to do so. Then again, what did he know of Abigail Wright? Nothing. Shame too considering she was not only a fellow Hufflepuff, but a sixth year as well.
Though he had to admit that was bold of her to mention of Hufflepuff could use the extra points. That was true, but Dom would never say that... Very bold move on her behalf.
Oh... she was leaving? Excellent. Because now he had some things he could discuss Truebridge. Things that he didn't know he would be discussing until about five minutes ago. Things that he needed to be alone with in order to begin to properly explain.
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"I didn't mean it that way sir..." Before Abby can explain herself, Professor Truebridge anounce he want his dog to go for a walks. "Yes, sir. Do you have any instructions for Professor Morgan?" Abby not sure if Professor Morgan just likes to see the little Chihuahua, or if the dog needs her professor services. She finds the dog's leash hanging on a hook near his basket. Abby picks the dog up. "Come on mon petite chien. We're going to go for a little walk." She carefull puts the leash on and kisses the dog on the head. "My name's Abby. We're going to be good friends I hope."
"No... no instructions." Curious. "Thank you, Abby, don't forget your things." Ethan pointed at the silver tray containing her belongings and nodded. "And please shut the door on your way out."
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Dominic nodded, slightly prided that Truebridge could trust him. A fact that he sure had hoped he could have considering he was Prefect and the Professor had gifted him with two books. Taking a seat, the sixth year waited patiently as the History Professor conversed with Abby.
Why was Abby so eager to volunteer her services to Professor Truebridge? She hardly seemed like the type to do so. Then again, what did he know of Abigail Wright? Nothing. Shame too considering she was not only a fellow Hufflepuff, but a sixth year as well.
Though he had to admit that was bold of her to mention of Hufflepuff could use the extra points. That was true, but Dom would never say that... Very bold move on her behalf.
Oh... she was leaving? Excellent. Because now he had some things he could discuss Truebridge. Things that he didn't know he would be discussing until about five minutes ago. Things that he needed to be alone with in order to begin to properly explain.
"Alright Dominic, how can I help you today?" Truebridge moved to perch on the edge of his desk and focused his full attention on the prefect.
"Yes sir, thank you. Abby walks over and puts the dog down. She then picks her stuff up and puts it back in her pockets. Abby puts her wand in its holster. "Good-bye." Abby and the dog walk out and closes the door.
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Originally Posted by NicoT
"Alright Dominic, how can I help you today?" Truebridge moved to perch on the edge of his desk and focused his full attention on the prefect.
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"Yes sir, thank you. Abby walks over and puts the dog down. She then picks her stuff up and puts it back in her pockets. Abby puts her wand in its holster. "Good-bye." Abby and the dog walk out and closes the door.
Dominic waited as Truebridge wrapped things up with Abby and then his peer left the office with the dog and shut the door. Biting his lower lip, he glanced from the door and then back to the professor.
"Well, just a casual visit... But before I begin, you seemed skeptical of her? Is everything alright, Professor?" Dominic asked, wondering if he needed to keep a closer watch on one of his housemate's in particular... Along with perhaps a Professor or two as well... well, one in particular.
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"Yes sir, thank you. Abby walks over and puts the dog down. She then picks her stuff up and puts it back in her pockets. Abby puts her wand in its holster. "Good-bye." Abby and the dog walk out and closes the door.
"Goodbye Abby." Ethan answered.
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Dominic waited as Truebridge wrapped things up with Abby and then his peer left the office with the dog and shut the door. Biting his lower lip, he glanced from the door and then back to the professor.
"Well, just a casual visit... But before I begin, you seemed skeptical of her? Is everything alright, Professor?" Dominic asked, wondering if he needed to keep a closer watch on one of his housemate's in particular... Along with perhaps a Professor or two as well... well, one in particular.
"She's just... eager." Eager was frightening. "But thank you for your concern. Everything is just fine, considering I much prefer having Axe... ah... Professor Lawson, sharing my floor rather than Kazimeriz."
It was probably about time for Ethan and Marcus to go catch up down in Hogsmeade. It would be interesting to tell him about certain... things, just to see his reaction.
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Originally Posted by NicoT
"She's just... eager." Eager was frightening. "But thank you for your concern. Everything is just fine, considering I much prefer having Axe... ah... Professor Lawson, sharing my floor rather than Kazimeriz."
It was probably about time for Ethan and Marcus to go catch up down in Hogsmeade. It would be interesting to tell him about certain... things, just to see his reaction.
Eager? Why would Abby be eager? And more importantly, what would she have to be eager about? Helping Professor Truebridge? Dominic didn't know much and was often daft, but there was one thing he was certain of: Abigail Wright was up to something and he was going to figure it out.
But wait . . . Axe? He calls Professor Lawson . . . axe?! Well this was interesting, especially since Dominic did not expect the pair to associate.
"Hmm," Dom murmured thoughtfully, but quickly shrugged it off. "Anyway well, I know I should probably discuss this with my Head of House, but I trust your opinion Professor. And well, I wanted to discuss . . . career options for one thing." Something that should have been discussed probably when he first arrived at Hogwarts, but that was an adjustment phase. And it slipped his mind.
"It should please you to know first of all, that my options should be wide opened, as I achieved well on my OWL examinations." Except for Runes.
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Eager? Why would Abby be eager? And more importantly, what would she have to be eager about? Helping Professor Truebridge? Dominic didn't know much and was often daft, but there was one thing he was certain of: Abigail Wright was up to something and he was going to figure it out.
But wait . . . Axe? He calls Professor Lawson . . . axe?! Well this was interesting, especially since Dominic did not expect the pair to associate.
"Hmm," Dom murmured thoughtfully, but quickly shrugged it off. "Anyway well, I know I should probably discuss this with my Head of House, but I trust your opinion Professor. And well, I wanted to discuss . . . career options for one thing." Something that should have been discussed probably when he first arrived at Hogwarts, but that was an adjustment phase. And it slipped his mind.
"It should please you to know first of all, that my options should be wide opened, as I achieved well on my OWL examinations." Except for Runes.
"Certainly, Dominic. Was there anything in particular you had in mind? I did see that you did very well with your OWLs. That is good because it means you have the luxury of chosing what you want to do based on interest rather than just on skill." Ethan asked.
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"Certainly, Dominic. Was there anything in particular you had in mind? I did see that you did very well with your OWLs. That is good because it means you have the luxury of chosing what you want to do based on interest rather than just on skill." Ethan asked.
Dominic bit his lower lip and shook his head; No he had absolutely no clue what he wanted to do with his life but somehow - though Lena would be upset - knew he did not want to follow his mother into Experiments and Potion Research.
"Well I do have an interest in Arithmancy and Charms, but well, is there much opportunity in Arithmancy research?"
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Dominic bit his lower lip and shook his head; No he had absolutely no clue what he wanted to do with his life but somehow - though Lena would be upset - knew he did not want to follow his mother into Experiments and Potion Research.
"Well I do have an interest in Arithmancy and Charms, but well, is there much opportunity in Arithmancy research?"
"Arithmancy research?" Ethan thought about this for a moment, "In a historical sense there certainly is, generally to gain an understanding of historical figures and the like, otherwise I suggest you talk to Professor Shackleton regarding contemporary research themes. Is it research specifically that you are interested in? What about charms research and development?" Truebridge stood up and stretched, his hand idly going to a solid rectangle outlined in his pocket as he watched the prefect.
"You know, with your OWL results, you do have the luxury of choice of course, and you certainly have the luxury of delaying said choice. Is there something you wish to do, say, travel perhaps? Do not feel at all pressured to rush into a decision, it is good to have a basic idea of what you want, but you do not need to have it set in stone."
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Anastasia turned around from the door and frowned, briefly, at the sight of Dominic Denton in the office. Poooo that boy was everywhere she wanted to be, just like her maxed-out Visa card. No matter. He was a student. He could leave.
"Ahemhem," the redhead made a little noise from the back of the office, sticking her hands in the pockets of the jacket as she slowly sauntered forward. She took her time and started wandering around the office, so obviously wanting to shoo the Prefect away but trying not to be a bother while Ethan spoke to the kid.
Hum de dum. Annie made her way toward the bookshelf and slowly tapped a foot as she studied the photographs there, one of which... wait a minute... wait.... waaait... that... that was... no it wasn't.....was it? Cards? Really? Not a guitar? That wasn't.... was it? She leaned forward just a little with her mouth slightly open to squint at the photo, since it really didn't occur to her to take her hands out of her pocket and pick it up to look at it.
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Anastasia turned around from the door and frowned, briefly, at the sight of Dominic Denton in the office. Poooo that boy was everywhere she wanted to be, just like her maxed-out Visa card. No matter. He was a student. He could leave.
"Ahemhem," the redhead made a little noise from the back of the office, sticking her hands in the pockets of the jacket as she slowly sauntered forward. She took her time and started wandering around the office, so obviously wanting to shoo the Prefect away but trying not to be a bother while Ethan spoke to the kid.
Hum de dum. Annie made her way toward the bookshelf and slowly tapped a foot as she studied the photographs there, one of which... wait a minute... wait.... waaait... that... that was... no it wasn't.....was it? Cards? Really? Not a guitar? That wasn't.... was it? She leaned forward just a little with her mouth slightly open to squint at the photo, since it really didn't occur to her to take her hands out of her pocket and pick it up to look at it.
Ethan looked up and... well he actually smiled when Annie walked in. It was a brief one, but a smile all the same. "Nice jacket."
Of course it was, it was HIS jacket.
Anastasia Bunbury, jacket thief extraordinaire. Same jacket she was wearing in the photograph next to the one she happened to be looking at, incidentally.
"I... have something for you. Two somethings actually. One is... a gift and the other is a letter I got from Gavin, you remember Gavin?" Ethan cleared his throat and pat his pocket down, seemingly forgetting about Dominic entirely as he... ah yes. He pulled out a folded piece of parchment and held it out to Annie.
SPOILER!!: Letter
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Zan,
Sorry about the..terse nature I suppose of this note, and the somewhat incorrect...oh to hell with it. Look, you know I don't like being angry because frankly it does nothing for my aura, my chi or my chakras for that matter. Any of them. But I can't help it. Not now, at least. So it's your bloody fault my spiritual energies are all out of line and I've got to do some MAJOR, I mean MAJOR meditating and ruminating on my past lives to get through this.
What I mean is I need to try to figure out what you did to hurt George,or as you know her Georgia Mayes, you know the other...angrier red head from that day we saw one another. But definitely angry with CAUSE.
You had to have done something, and then you act like you don't even know her? Or worse, you obviously thought she wasn't even worth knowing and really don't know her and did something so despicable as to make her not even want to discuss you at all. I really can't say which is worse but either way, I can't BELIEVE you man!
I need to figure it out because I...she's important to me. And you're... well you're you. If you dated her and then hurt her, so help me...I don't know what I'll do, but it'll be something I'm sure will put a stain on my own karma that'll never wash off. I don't like how you treated her, either before or after I met her.
All I've got to say is I don't even want to know what you're going to be reincarnated as the next time around. It's bound to be something horrible unless you do...well, something about it.
Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
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Ethan looked up and... well he actually smiled when Annie walked in. It was a brief one, but a smile all the same. "Nice jacket."
Of course it was, it was HIS jacket.
Anastasia Bunbury, jacket thief extraordinaire. Same jacket she was wearing in the photograph next to the one she happened to be looking at, incidentally.
"I... have something for you. Two somethings actually. One is... a gift and the other is a letter I got from Gavin, you remember Gavin?" Ethan cleared his throat and pat his pocket down, seemingly forgetting about Dominic entirely as he... ah yes. He pulled out a folded piece of parchment and held it out to Annie.
Yay a smile. Anastasia weirdly beamed back at Ethan as she felt an odd surge of...triumph? Joy? Joy to see him smile? No...not joy... she didn't know that feeling...it was just a smile, after all. Friends smiled at each other. And besides, he was probably just smiling at the sight of his jacket.
"I like it," she stated simply, her hands still in the pockets. She wasn't done squinting at that photograph though so she picked it up and tucked into the right pocket, frame and all. Yes, such roomy pockets this jacket had.
Two somethings were obviously of more importance than one photo, however, and so Annie wandered over toward Ethan and took the parchment. Her blue eyes darted across it quickly, hardly fumbling on the man's hippie talk of chakras and spiritual aural nonsense. Hmm. George. Her George. He was talking about her George....in the letter... with Zan... annnnd a shoe. Bunbury was remembering something about a shoe now, which may or may not have been related to this letter?
Anastasia looked up from the letter with a furrowed brow and a frown. "I...remember Gavin," she said simply, still frowning. "But apparently you don't remember George."
And she wasn't going to talk about gifts... whhhy did he mention something about gifts? No, don't get distracted, Bunny, don't!!!11! It might not even be shiny! "I have something for you too," the redhead muttered, her frown fading away slightly. Focus. The letter and her one other friend came first.
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Yay a smile. Anastasia weirdly beamed back at Ethan as she felt an odd surge of...triumph? Joy? Joy to see him smile? No...not joy... she didn't know that feeling...it was just a smile, after all. Friends smiled at each other. And besides, he was probably just smiling at the sight of his jacket.
"I like it," she stated simply, her hands still in the pockets. She wasn't done squinting at that photograph though so she picked it up and tucked into the right pocket, frame and all. Yes, such roomy pockets this jacket had.
Two somethings were obviously of more importance than one photo, however, and so Annie wandered over toward Ethan and took the parchment. Her blue eyes darted across it quickly, hardly fumbling on the man's hippie talk of chakras and spiritual aural nonsense. Hmm. George. Her George. He was talking about her George....in the letter... with Zan... annnnd a shoe. Bunbury was remembering something about a shoe now, which may or may not have been related to this letter?
Anastasia looked up from the letter with a furrowed brow and a frown. "I...remember Gavin," she said simply, still frowning. "But apparently you don't remember George."
And she wasn't going to talk about gifts... whhhy did he mention something about gifts? No, don't get distracted, Bunny, don't!!!11! It might not even be shiny! "I have something for you too," the redhead muttered, her frown fading away slightly. Focus. The letter and her one other friend came first.
Okayyyy that was weird. What exactly was she planning to do with the photograph? Ethan stared at the pocket while she read the letter. Last time a woman had taken a photograph of his, she'd used it for some sort of crazy voodoo hoodoo thing and... well whatever the woman had intended it to do hadn't worked, but it had succeeded in freaking Ethan out about people taking pictures for nefarious purposes.
"I don't have any idea who she is beyond some strange woman in a bar that threw a shoe at me." Zan paused, "And... your friend of course and... a friend of my friend..." There were a whole bunch of people who were ah... friends, weren't there?
"You have something for me?"
He glanced at Dominic again and decided that he'd give Annie her present now. "I... saw it and... thought of you."
He slid the case out of his pocket and offered it to her, unsure if she'd like the necklace contained within.
YesJess! | Captain Goggles | Mama Badger | Eva's Soul Sister | An OG™ | It's all in the Numbers
Dominic had been deep in concentration regarding what Truebridge said to him about research and history. Well he did like History, at least since Truebridge took over the position. And Charms he scored very highly on, so perhaps mixing research of like all his favorites/strongest subjects? That would involve Charms and Arithmancy Research, with a focus on the historical elements to apply to contemporary models.
Luxury of choice, as Ethan put it, was definitely a good thing. Travel? Well that would be nice. Not like he was in any rush to settle anyplace.
Before the sixteen year old could give some answer to the History Professor, regarding career choices or whatever, their conversation was interrupted. By none other than a certain redheaded annoyingly flamboyant Herbology Professor. Tilting his head with slight interest, he watched her converse with Truebridge. He wasn't leaving. He was here first.
But incidentally, this was quite odd that he would have 'two somethings for her'. Gossip was in the air, Dominic was sure of it. And there was no way he was leaving. Besides, the way the pair talked, they seemed to have forgotten his presence, so he slipped back into the corner to observe . . .
Truebridge first handing the redhead a folded parchment - a letter of some type. Well that was weird. Gavin and George... who were they? Obviously either subjects or writers of the letter.
Then . . . what was this? Bunbury had something for him?! But apparently not before Truebridge could hand her the second something. An interesting case which Dominic just prayed she opened there. Because if he couldn't see the letter, then perhaps he could see what was contained within the case . . .
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Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
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Okayyyy that was weird. What exactly was she planning to do with the photograph? Ethan stared at the pocket while she read the letter. Last time a woman had taken a photograph of his, she'd used it for some sort of crazy voodoo hoodoo thing and... well whatever the woman had intended it to do hadn't worked, but it had succeeded in freaking Ethan out about people taking pictures for nefarious purposes.
"I don't have any idea who she is beyond some strange woman in a bar that threw a shoe at me." Zan paused, "And... your friend of course and... a friend of my friend..." There were a whole bunch of people who were ah... friends, weren't there?
"You have something for me?"
He glanced at Dominic again and decided that he'd give Annie her present now. "I... saw it and... thought of you."
He slid the case out of his pocket and offered it to her, unsure if she'd like the necklace contained within.
"That's right, she did throw her shoe. Hmmhmm and those were hot shoes too," Anastasia mumbled, rubbing at her brow with one hand as if that would help her remember that chaotic night at the bar. "We should go talk about this....somewhere else...later," she added, looking down at the letter and then back up at Zan. "I mean, Gavin's your friend too, right? You want to stay friends?"
She was no good at this 'maintaining multiple friendships' sort of thing. Absolute rubbish at it. But now that Bunny had more than one friend, she was trying to keep them all for once and good friends helped other friends....er... figure out how they knew their friends' friends. Or something like that.
"And speaking of friends...." Anastasia figured she might as well ask Zan about the photo now instead of just sneaking off with it, although she liked sneaking off with things too. The redhead pulled the picture frame out of the spacious jacket pocket and proceeded to tap on the picture with her fingernail as she held it out to him. "How do you know him?"
Her displeasure at seeing Marcus Lawson and Ethan Truebridge photographed in the same place at the same time looking FRIENDLY was enough to bother her for a while. And hadn't Marcus hinted at them knowing each other? GRR. She had to know their connection, even if it was really simple.
But why did Ethan sound so surprised to hear that she had something for him? Friends could give each other gifts, and now he was giving her a second present and she still owed him one. Hmmph.
Eying the case carefully, Anastasia cradled the box in her hand. She looked at Zan for one long minute, then looked at the case, then glanced to Dominio in the corner, and then decided to just open it. Curiosity killed the bunny.
Whoaaaa that's a nice gift, that is niiiiiiice, that is waaaaay nicer than the book thing I had for him. "OH. WOW." she stated a bit loudly, possibly to counteract the thoughts in her head. "That...that's something, Ethan, I...like it. I like it a lot. But..."
Bunbury allowed a little crooked smile to light up her face. "My birthday isn't until January." She might have giggled a little as she went back to staring at the necklace. "And it's sooo prettttty. I shouldn't accept this."
Shouldn't. But they all knew she would. When would Bunbury ever turn down a diamond and pearl necklace? That had probably made a dent in Truebridge's pocketbook, even if he had oodles of galleons from his acting days. So?
"And uh, this was for you," Annie mentioned belatedly, still holding the necklace case as she tried to fumble with the jacket pocket. "I mean, I have something, I do..." I'm just rather dazzled by diamonds right now.
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Apparently Dominic doesn't exist right now lol. Sorry Jess.
The Eye of Sauron | Zan-y | Snake Charmer
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"That's right, she did throw her shoe. Hmmhmm and those were hot shoes too," Anastasia mumbled, rubbing at her brow with one hand as if that would help her remember that chaotic night at the bar. "We should go talk about this....somewhere else...later," she added, looking down at the letter and then back up at Zan. "I mean, Gavin's your friend too, right? You want to stay friends?"
She was no good at this 'maintaining multiple friendships' sort of thing. Absolute rubbish at it. But now that Bunny had more than one friend, she was trying to keep them all for once and good friends helped other friends....er... figure out how they knew their friends' friends. Or something like that.
"And speaking of friends...." Anastasia figured she might as well ask Zan about the photo now instead of just sneaking off with it, although she liked sneaking off with things too. The redhead pulled the picture frame out of the spacious jacket pocket and proceeded to tap on the picture with her fingernail as she held it out to him. "How do you know him?"
Her displeasure at seeing Marcus Lawson and Ethan Truebridge photographed in the same place at the same time looking FRIENDLY was enough to bother her for a while. And hadn't Marcus hinted at them knowing each other? GRR. She had to know their connection, even if it was really simple.
But why did Ethan sound so surprised to hear that she had something for him? Friends could give each other gifts, and now he was giving her a second present and she still owed him one. Hmmph.
Eying the case carefully, Anastasia cradled the box in her hand. She looked at Zan for one long minute, then looked at the case, then glanced to Dominio in the corner, and then decided to just open it. Curiosity killed the bunny.
Whoaaaa that's a nice gift, that is niiiiiiice, that is waaaaay nicer than the book thing I had for him. "OH. WOW." she stated a bit loudly, possibly to counteract the thoughts in her head. "That...that's something, Ethan, I...like it. I like it a lot. But..."
Bunbury allowed a little crooked smile to light up her face. "My birthday isn't until January." She might have giggled a little as she went back to staring at the necklace. "And it's sooo prettttty. I shouldn't accept this."
Shouldn't. But they all knew she would. When would Bunbury ever turn down a diamond and pearl necklace? That had probably made a dent in Truebridge's pocketbook, even if he had oodles of galleons from his acting days. So?
"And uh, this was for you," Annie mentioned belatedly, still holding the necklace case as she tried to fumble with the jacket pocket. "I mean, I have something, I do..." I'm just rather dazzled by diamonds right now.
"I don't think whether it was 'hot' footwear or not makes any difference to how much it would have hurt had you not come to my rescue." Truebridge pointed out, he definitely remembered that. Annie had... pretty much saved his life. Scary stlletto shoes were far more frightening than poisonous maneating dragons.
"Yes, Gavin is my oldest friend. We met when I was a student here. He was a Gryffindor. You can tell I think, they do all have a certain sameness about them. If he decides to get all Gryffindor on me, well that's up to him. He should know me by now and know that... I don't..." Ethan waved his hands about and pulled a face, intending to convey the concept of 'avoiding crazy fangirls', "... treat women... like that."
Zan rolled up his shirt sleeves and fussed with folding them up as Annie spoke and... "Marcus and I have known each other for a long time." Obviously, considering they were perhaps sixteen and seventeen in that picture. "We went to WADA together, I transferred there from my 5th year. So... apart from Gavin and..." he cleared his throat, "...you, Axe is my next closest friend." He paused for a moment and thought about what Axe had said about that Aparecium thing and chose not to comment on it.
He watched her reaction to the necklace, his expression completely deadpan but he did seem to both visibly relax and brighten slightly without changing expression at all. "It reminded me of you." Yes pretty much, Beautiful and ridiculously expensive but completely worth being friends with. What was a little jewellery between friends?
He watched her fumble with the jacket and blinked at her, "Do you... want me to help you put the necklace on or... you don't have to wear it, it's fine."
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