Ah. Well, at least the woman was honest. And her reasoning behind it, well, Lily couldn't say that she didn't understand. She sat quietly watching Jake freak out at LaFay, and she did not remove her attention from him, even when he stood and knocked the chair over. "Thank you for clearing a few things up for me, Professor." Lilyan nodded to the woman as she said she needed to be going, indeed it was fine with her, she had gathered all the information she'd needed with the woman's visit.

She flicked her wand at the chair, brining it back to a proper standing position, "Jake, sit down." The woman requested after the door closed behind Professor LaFay.

She didn't wait for him to sit, though, before she continued with her point.

"What happens when you get a job out in the world, you and your boss do not see things eye to eye, like you and Professor LaFay? What happens then, Jake? Will you quit your job and go off to find a new one? What happens if the same thing happens in your next job?"

"You may not agree with her, but she is your Professor, she is, at this time and until you graduate, in an authority over you, and especially in her classroom, you should treat her with respect, and if you have something to say to her, at the very least, take it up with her privately, this display of disrespect is the very foundation of her problems with you, and you with her."

"Even if.... she doesn't return the favor." Though, Lilyan was in no authority to chastise the woman for her treatment of the boy, "I know this isn't what you are wanting to hear, but there are things in life that you must deal with." Apparently this was one of those things. "I won't be making any decisions for you, but I do hope you understand what I am saying is meant to help you."

Jake was not deluded enough to think that anything else he said would be listened to. He just shook his head; snide comments, kids scared of HIM?! That was rich. And Lafay had a lot of it completely wrong.

"Whatever," Jake mumbled with a sniff. He didn't believe nobody wanted him to leave, and even if that was true they weren't taking into account that HE wanted out.

"Of course, I must be in the wruh-wrong because she sssays so!" the young man almost cried out. He was done trying to get people to see his point... it'd never work.

Jake shook his head at the 'request' to sit down and put both hands over his face and attempted to rub his eyes, just so he didn't have to look at anything. "I don't care about the future. I don't need a job. I'm fine." He didn't say it out loud and rarely told anyone, but because his biological dad had a great deal of money, he'd given loads to Jake as a way of buying attention or something, and Jake was set. But yeah... he didn't say it. He let people assume otherwise. They didn't need to know.

"I didn't even ask for you to c-call her here, and I didn't get a chance to ask you to ssstop. In class, I asked a question. Kids are scared of Lafay, they need to know that it's okay to ask a simply bleedin' question. I can hhhardly help but dis-...disrespect someone if they treat mmme like she does."

Even as he spoke, his London accent thickened, which was something he hated. Jake ran his hands through his hands and shook his head. He hadn't sat down; and was itching, once again, to go and kick something. Or scream. SOMETHING.

"I need to go. I have to talk to someone, because I'm not sure I can stay in this place anymore. If I choose to sssolve this by leaving then that's it. It's much b-better if I just... go huh-home," Jake said simply, realising he was still crying. It wasn't stopping... but he'd have to make sure. He wasn't HAPPY and the young man was certain that leaving would fix that, even if temporarily.

But Neptune. Neptune would help him.

"Sorry I w-wasted your tttime."

Well, if he wasn't willing to take any help she was offering than that was that. Lilyan waved her wand and opened the door to let him out of her office.

Jake snatched up his bag from the floor and immediately took his leave. No point staying; he'd said his piece. And now he was more upset than when he'd shown up.

"Bye," he said simply as he left the room, his voice forced and strained.

The door snapped shut sharply behind him.

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzooooooooom.

The tiny owl had pinged his way up the hallway, bouncing back and forth between the walls and leaving a trail of confused people in his wake, only to be stopped by the door of the hospital wing being closed.

He was an impatient owl. Those two minutes had been the longest two minutes of his owly little life.

But finally, some student had opened the door, and he'd flown through that one and directly into the next, managing to make it inside just before some kid who was leaving could snap it shut.

Luckily his feathers were unscathed.

Now, the tiny owl circled the office in a frenzy, head turning as he flew so he could stare at the woman who was supposed to be taking the letter and package off his leg.

If she could. Mangig hadn't seemed to quite have grasped the idea that people had to catch him to do that.

With the flick of her wand and a silent spell, Lilyan immobilized the bird, and summoned him over to her desk, she only kept him long enough to untie the package, and then she gave him an affectionate little pat on his head, removing the spell so that he could be free once more.

Lord Borr was the new Junior Undersecretary? Lilyan knew only so much about the man, but she was pretty sure that Evander would know more, but would most likely not tell her. She shrugged off the thought, and placed the invitation at the corner of her desk, right beside the picture that had miraculously appeared on her desk. Scooping up the fliers, the woman pushed back from her seat and headed out of her office, leaving the window open for the owl, and locking the door behind her.

O__O

Mangig hooted indignantly upon his release, immediately back in motion at once. He flitted here and there a little longer, slowing when the woman finally stood to leave, and as she closed the door behind her, he swooped out the window and started on his way home, rather pleased with his job being (in his mind) well done.

Right. Ellie wasted no time in entering Moretti's office, dragging her school bag on the floor. Nor did she in looking around the room that she'd never been in or even taking a seat.

"Is Dodson okay?" Because he was obviously in the hospital wing, if he wasn't in his office.

And the sign on the door, "Is he in the Observation Ward?" Which Ellie totally knew existed and knew it was for BAD stuff. "Has he been there long?"

She didn't think twice about the assumptions she was making.

????????????

Lilyan looked at the child who was demanding answers from her, as if she were worried for her health.

"Who?"

"Dodson!" Moretti, "Professor Dodson..the Herbology professor?" Keep up.

Ellie continued to gaze at the healer, occasionally looking out, towards the hall, towards the ward, towards Dodson.

The Healer motioned to a seat across from her desk, "Please, sit down Ellie." Was this child serious? Honestly? This wasn't some kind of joke or fever induced hysteria?

"Professor Dodson does not work here any more. He left Hogwarts last term."

Had she not noticed that he had been GONE this whole time...?

Ellie did not want to sit. Did NOT. She almost said so, accompanied with a foot stamp. But, she listened and did what she was told.

Okay, sitting.

And good thing she was. Moretti could not be serious. Ellie tightened the grip on he school bag. "He left?" As in..left?

How could he leave? Ellie barely even got to KNOW him, yet. And she liked him. And he was gone. "And he didn't even tell anyone?"

Gutted.

Preston walked in behind the girl, clutching his photo frame to his side now. He closed the door to her office quietly, hoping not to draw attention to himself as he waited near the door for things to be taken care of with the other student. He wanted to talk to Miss More alone, this was too personal to talk about in front of someone he didn't know. By now, the few tears where wiped away, he stood there looking down at the photo of himself and his mother as he waited.

"Have you not noticed his absence the entire term?" Lily asked slowly. Really? This child didn't KNOW that Dodson had LEFT? No one told her? She never asked her friends?

She was finding this all VERY hard to believe. It was so very odd.

Lily motioned for Preston to take a seat in one of the more comfortable chairs that flanked her desk, she would be able to talk to him soon.. she hoped. There was only so much one could say about a Professor who was no longer a Professor at Hogwarts.

No! She hadn't! She was a terrible, horrible person.

"I thought he was hiding in his greenhouses somewhere..." Ellie barely ever saw him outside of class.

This was not how this visit was supposed to go. She was supposed to come, say hi to Dodson, and then leave.

Dumb professors leaving and ruining everything.

Preston took a step forward toward Miss More's desk. He took a seat kind of reluctantly. Refusing to looking directly at Miss More at the moment, he kept his eyes glued to his shoes.

Preston was kind of confused, did this girl not know that Dodson was no longer here?

"Well dear, that's all that I can say to you. Professor Dodson has left and I'm almost positive he will not be returning." Though she did manage to say this in a sympathetic tone, even if she found it all very odd.

"But in the future, I would appreciate it if you did not come banging on my door and barging into my office assuming things."

Lily levitated a jar of cookies over to where Preston sat, and though he would not look at her, she smiled at him. She would be with him as soon as the girl was gone, as he seemed to not want to talk with her around.

Preston took a cookie from the jar and took a bit. He found the cookie some what comforting, it tasted really good and reminded him of home. Some where he really wanted to be right now. Finally looking up, Preston found Miss More's smiling face. He braved a small smile at her before he finished the cookie off. He tried not to think of what he would do if Miss More left the school. He'd probably refuse to come back unless she was here. She seemed to be the only person in the entire school that understood him.

Blink.

Ellie didn't even know what to feel, much less what to say. What surprised her was that she wasn't sad, exactly. Maybe it was because she had been much more worried about Dodson's health than the fact that he wasn't there. At least he wasn't sick. He just...wasn't here.

Slowly, she nodded. "Okay." Because it was okay. Still, now it was a time for mourning. Pity he wouldn't come back, though. Really.

Which made her wonder who really was teaching Herbology. It couldn't have been Vindictus. He looked too out of place to be permanent.

"I don't assume," Ellie said, giving Moretti the smallest of smiles, "I presume." HUGE difference. Yup.

Ellie sat quietly for another moment watching Moretti levitate the cookies to the boy. Then it clicked that he wanted to see her, probably, and that Ellie was making him wait. For apparently not as big of an emergency as she'd originally thought.

Solemnly, she nodded to the boy, "Sorry." Turning back to the Healer, "I'll see you?" Hopefully not often or too soon, seeing as she was the Healer, and Ellie wasn't too keen on getting hurt badly enough to visit. But maybe at mealtimes and stuff.

She stood, and walked out of the office. It was time to take more pictures.

Running a hand through his hair to get it looking good for his head of house. Mikey smiles hopeing this meeting goes better than the last,taking his seat and letting her talk to the outher two students who had been waiting with him

That was not the way that Lily saw it, but she let it slide as the girl walked out of the office, and someone else walked in.

"What can I help you with today?"

The woman passed a glance to Preston to tell him that she would try to make this as quick as possible, so he wouldn't have to wait very long.

Preston gave the girl a nod of his head, as if to say he had accepted her apology. He watched as she left the office, scooting his chair just slightly closer to the Healer's desk Preston was about to open his mouth and begin talking when ...

Preston slid back in his chair, and took another cookie. It was the same kid from at the beginning of the term, this better be snappy, he couldn't help but think as he chewed on his cookie.

Preston gave a slight nod of his head to the Healer, as if saying he'd still be waiting. Because he would.

He was going to talk about his dream with Miss More before he left, and he wasn't leaving until that happened.

Seeing that she had jumped to him ,clearing his throat " Ms you know tha Proffessor Lafey is doing a potions club and that they are working on different muggle Ailments such as Alzheimer's disease.Knowing that proffessor Lafey wont let us do a half /baked job I was wondering if at some time I could pop in and get some input on the best way of administering the medication using Muggle methods " taking one of the cookies off the plate Mikey enjoys while awaiting her reply

"I suppose that could be possible." Lily shrugged, "The hospital is very busy, so we will just have to play it by ear." She glanced at Preston, who was waiting so very patiently, and then back to the other boy, "If that is all you needed, I'll let you know when you can come. Until then, I've got someone else here who needs to speak with me."

OOC: Of course because there is virtually NO down time in the hospital threads, we will not be able to RP this out, but you may RP as already having this done.

"Preston." Lily turned her attention to the boy who had been MORE than patient, "I'm sorry about the delay dear. What is it that I can help you with?"