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The trophy room houses the various trophies earned by students over the centuries. From plaques with the names of Quidditch Cup winners to those who earned the prestigious Special Services to the School, all trophies are awesome looking and so shiny you can see your reflection in them!
Be careful if you're here to admire, or you might just end up polishing your own reflection over and over and over again if you damage any of these precious trophies.
Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
In spite of the fact he had been at Hogwarts for years now, Frankie never before stepped foot inside the trophy room. It was ironic, really, because both of his parents' names were in here. Not once had he gone to see the legacy his parents left behind. Though that was likely because his dad told him that his one term as prefect had been a total joke because a younger student, who apparently pelted acorns at his head, managed to his badge taken from him.
So the Gryffindor decided it was time to make a few altercations to that one guy's name to avenge the day Seth Paton's badge was taken from him. Better late than never, right? And, since he was here and everything, the blond decided he'd have a go at a few other names as well. Hehe.
Even though he occasionally got distracted by his own reflection, Frankie read through all of the names of the past Hufflepuff prefects. Eventually he did find "Auntie" Vannah's name ... followed by his dad's name ... then his mum's ... and -- oh! -- THAT must've been the jerk who took his dad's power badge.
Frankie removed his wand from his back pocket and tapped it on his chin. What should he change the former badge-stealing Hufflepuff's name to? The options were limitless. Hmm...
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It was rather uncanny that the suited astronomer always seemed to find himself in precisely just the right place for a completely coincidental run in with someone or another somewhere in the castle while on his walks with Pebbles. Funny how life worked out sometimes, yeah?
With the dull thunk thunk thunk of his pet rock being dragged across the stone corridor announcing his arrival, he caught someone out of his peripheral vision and took a peek into the Trophy Room. Somewhere he had never spent too much time inside, truth be told.
"Good day. Admiring the shinies are we?"
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Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
The Gryffindor had just made up his mind on what to change Dominic Denton's name to. It was childish really, but a classic nonetheless. Plus it wasn't like the guy was going to be roaming about Hogwarts in the very near future to see that someone decided that 'Poophead Denton' was a more appropriate name to have on display. It would certainly be a surprise for the bloke's kids, if he had any, to come across when it was time for them to go to school here.
Frankie was about to do some quick spellwork and find his next victim when he heard thunking noises coming from the corridor. OH, MERLIN. CODE RED. The blond blanked out on what to do, so he just stupidly stood there with his wand out instead of stuffing it in his pocket or running away.
"Evening, Professor Flamsteed," the boy muttered quietly, secretly having a mini-panic attack while simultaneously thinking of a good excuse to have his wand at the ready inside a room full of old trophies and plaques. Frankie looked down at his feet. "And hi, Pebbles."
Oh. Right. The shiny things in front of them. "Mhhm. I was just --" Think, Frankie, think. Just roll with the first things that comes to mind. "-- cleaning off some dust. Seems like the caretaker has been slacking a little." Not really, but the castle was pretty big. It couldn't have been that far-fetched of a tale, right? "Those are my parents, by the way," he quickly added, pointing to their shiny names with his wand. "Seth and Vanessa."
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Pursing his lips and cocking his head to the side, the Astronomy professor peered past the Gryffindor and looked at the closest award. "Sweet solstice." The boy was right. Er. Sort of. But there was nothing wrong with giving something another good polish every now and then. These were, arguably so, a bit of a mess. The house elves must have missed them as well during their deep clean of the castle. Along with the extermination effort to remove the castle of all those eight legged critters.
"In that case," he said as he pulled out his wand and gave it a swift flick to unlock the cabinet. "Allow me to supervise your efforts." If anyone knew clean it was him. Had the young man been inside his office? It was a sanctuary of cleanliness, second only to the astrophysics laboratory.
"Are they now?" he said with an amused little smile. "Perhaps we should start with that one then. And by we, I mean you," he chuckled, conjuring a rag and offering it to the Gryffindor.
Since, ironically, he did not seem to have one himself despite his intention.
Ahem.
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Internally, Frankie was smirking from ear to ear. The Astronomy professor and his Head of House was buying the bait. But outwardly, the blond was doing his best to be a concerned pupil that actually cared about honoring past student leaders by polishing up silly trophies that didn't serve much of a purpose besides taking up shelf space. Sure, he'd be okay cleaning up some of the plaques for his mum and dad and a few others ... but he had better ideas to enact once he was alone.
The want to frown was a hard thing to resist as he watched Flamsteed unlock the cabinet and handed over a rag. Err ... had the professor forgotten that he had a wand? He wasn't serving detention or in Muggle Studies (not that there was much of a difference there), so the rag was rather unnecessary. Especially since he was going to be 'cleaning' the trophies on his own free will.
"Oh, I won't need a rag," the boy said, holding out his wand for Flamsteed to see. "I can just use my wand. It'll be good practice for all those cleaning charms I've learned over the years." See how good of a student he was? Doing some services for the school free of charge and brushing up on his charmwork? Nothing mischievous going on here. Nope. Not at all.
But he eyed the open cabinet and took the rag anyway. So close, yet so very far. "But thank you for opening that up for me, professor. And for the rag. Will use that as backup. But ... I think I can handle it from here." He wasn't a first year, after all. Having to be supervised at the age of fourteen was so not cool. Where was the trust, man?
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Chuckling and nodding his head, the astronomer almost vanished the conjured rag, but it seemed as though the Gryffindor wanted it after all. Nothing wrong with a bit of extra elbow grease to get things looking spic and span, and there was also something that felt more rewarding when one used a bit of physical exertion to accomplish a task rather then simply wave a wand and accomplish the same. It was why he always opted to use a lint roller over the floor in his office.
"Two fwoopers with one stone, very admiral," he saluted the Gryffindor. "You know, cleaning charms are one of my specialties." Something he had honed in on as his youth due to their multipurpose function. Especially came in handy at NASA for ensuring cleanliness within shuttle cabins and parts. "Suppose you could argue that cleaning with a rag, historically speaking here at Hogwarts that is, has been reserved for those serving detention. You haven't done anything to warrant a detention, yet, have you, Mr. Paton?"
Purely rhetorical. Well, mostly. There was something suspicious with the way the young man was trying to quickly dismiss the astronomer.
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The rag was tucked a little into his pocket, a fair bit of it still hanging out just in case. But Frankie doubted it'd be necessary at all, since he had a wand and everything. Cleaning charms were simple and quick, whereas cleaning the Muggle way were time-consuming and involved a ridiculous amount of labour for something so tedious. Though Frankie preferred to leave the cleaning to his mum or the house-elves. The professor standing in front of him, however, was quite adamant about not leaving so he could watch him do his 'good dead' for the school.
Way to dig yourself in that hole, Paton. Now you've got to actually clean. So he casted Tergeo and watched as some of the dust was wiped off the Hufflepuff prefects plaque.
"Oh really?" The Gryffindor asked, raising a brow up at the astronomer. "Care to lend a wand then, Mr. Clean? Double the man power?" Or, you know, go back to looking up at the sky so the boy could have his fun with a few select names and go on his merry way? Either option, having less cleaning to do or not having someone watching his every move, was just fine with Frankie. Not that he didn't mind the professor; his presence simply wasn't opportune right at this moment.
Detention? The blond shot Flamsteed a look. Initially Frankie was about to burst out that he hadn't done anything wrong, but he knew he had to play it cool. "And what could I have possibly gotten myself into to get a detention, professor?" he asked smoothly, chuckling. He hadn't done anything detention-worthy. At least not as of today, since the professor so kindly interrupted him.
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Finding a spot on the floor, the astronomer took a seat and folded his legs criss cross applesauce and rested his wrists on either of his knees. "I would like to think I have better hair than Mr. Clean," he mused, not really speaking to the Gryffindor but more thinking of ways he could poke at Leobald. "But my wand is not the one that needs practicing on, so these are all yours."
He would be a poor educator if he were to take away this opportunity from Mr. Paton. Ha.
"My well trained eye to cleanliness is better suited for inspections," he winked while extending his hand towards the young man for any piece he had finished. "Not to worry, I will bring my wand out to remove my own finger prints."
Airey gave a small shrug accompanied by some muffled chortling as he looked down at Pebbles. There seemed to be some sort of silent conversation going on between the pair, if that were even possible, and things seemed to finish up with a firm nod from the professor as his attention turned back towards the fourth year.
"I highly doubt an intuitive Gryffindor like yourself needs to be given any ideas," he chuckled. "I am sure that imagination of yours can come up with at least one act that could land a student in detention."
Surely.
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