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Waiting area for Professor Primeaux As you walk down the third floor corridor you will come to a section of red couches that are up against the one side of the wall. These couches are very comfortable, but please don't let Julien catch you asleep on them. It will not go over very well. Some charm magazines and books are in a book rack next to one of the couches for your reading pleasure. Please take note of the sign that is hanging on the door. Quote:
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She was in the waiting room for yet another Professor... seriously, what was wrong with her? She couldn't be the one that went visiting Professors on her off time. That wasn't her. That was Natalie, her twin, kinda, but not her. And yet... But she wasn't really questioning it. Professor Primeaux had been a lifesaver by showing her how to enchant her iPod to run off magic instead of electricity, so now she had her music. Music that had gotten her through studying for the end of year exams last year, a horrible summer, and would no doubt get her through this year as well. But that wasn't why she was here. She was here to ask the Charms Professor to show her another charm. And was even willing to give him the barest of recounts of her summer if he brought up the not having robes at the feast thing to get his help. With a quick knock on his office door, Haddie made her way to one of the red sofas and sat down. |
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He heard the knock on his door, but at the moment he might have been a little busy. So it probably took a bit longer to get the the door, AHEM. Flushing and of course cleaning his hands, Julien finally made his way to the door. "Coming" It was the start of term alright, students visiting, lessons, and just plenty of interruptions. Finally opening the door he noticed a certain Ravenclaw and he eyed her a bit. Had she come to try to earn the points back? Did she want to give an explanation that he wasn't sure he'd buy coming from her, what had Haddie wanted already this term. "Good afternoon Haddie, can I help you with something?" He moved to the side for her to enter the office if she wished. ooc: you can post in the office if Haddie would like to go in :) |
Hehe. Katerina was under the impression that professor Primeaux needed her help with something. He needed a body guard. As weird as it sounded, a full grown man needing a body guard, a tiny little twelve year old body guard at that. It had came to her in dream, but clearly the second year was qualified for the job, She was a top dueler last term. Maybe this would be a step toward a job in the DMLE one day. Not that she was sure she 'd want to there or not. She was still young and had plenty of time to decide what she wanted to do. Time to either see if this was going on the list or not. On the third floor she approached the door and knocked. Hoping (kind of) that he maybe out of his office at the moment. The blonde was feeling a bit nervous, professor Primeaux was probably going to she was crazy and send you to the healer. It was on this floor and he could probably get her there fast. |
She was right, Julien was not in his office. Nope, he had been down in the kitchen and was just coming back up stairs when he hit the third floor corridor and noticed a child headed towards his office. He wondered what could be wrong and then decided that maybe she just wanted to learn a new charm or needed help with a few old ones. Watching for a moment as she turned and knocked on the door he wasn't going to yell down the corridor so he let her wait. He took his time towards the office door. Finally reaching a close enough range where he wouldn't have to raise his voice he looked at the small Huffllepuff. "Good day Katerina, may I help you with something?" Turning to his door he waved his wand in a certain direction for the lock to unlock and uncharm his door. "Would you like to come in?" ** you may enter the office if you like Ninja Kat |
The class had gone well enough--as well as Charms could go anyway and by all indications even the little 'activity' was easily managed. By all accounts Blaise Bellaire was winning. The only downside was having the man tell him he had to come see him in his office. After dinner? No thanks. Blaise was here BEFORE the last meal of the day; half an hour early to be exact. The way he saw it, with both needing to get down to the Great Hall in a bit, there was no way the Professor could keep him here long. Wand in its holster, the boy made his way to the seating area. He had to admit, the wand in his holster felt odd. It wasn't something he was used to and the boy didn't know what to make of it. This wouldn't be happening often. Nope. Standing there, the idea came to simply take a seat and wait til dinner. If he didn't knock, the man would never know he was out here. When the time came, he could simply leave. No one could say he hadn't shown up, it would be the Professor that didn't receive him. The thought was quickly discarded as he realized the man would only set another 'meeting' so reluctantly he knocked. |
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Hearing the knock and flicked his wand not getting up and the door opened. "Enter" He took the chance that it could be someone else, but assumed it was the lion since no one else had an appointment to see him. The office was neat and organized, but an easel was now near one of the student chairs. His eyes fell on the boy as he entered. ooc: go ahead and post in the office XD |
Rattle! Rattle! Rattle! The door wasn't opening. Book. Spell. Eyes glazed, unresponsive; body stiff and awkward, Hadley Denaker was either asleep or undead. Either way she was clumsily trying to get into Professor Primeaux's office. Book. Spell. Spell. Book. Spell book. Scratch scratch scratch. The unresponsive girl was now trying to claw her way into his office. If she thought anything, it seemed perhaps that what she was looking for might be in there. But Hadley wasn't really thinking, just running on instinct. Spells. Charms. Primeaux. Book. "Booooook." Scratch, scratch. Claw, claw. BASH! BASH! BASH! She was determined to get in the office and search. |
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He was working, yes working, and thinking about things that happened in this very office just last evening. He was distracted so when he heard the scratching he just glanced at the door. "Bloody Cats" Why did the students have to have cats for pets. They just scratched up places and never left him alone. He knew there were no mice in his office. No way would he stand for that but the thing wasn't going to let up. Flicking his wand he let the door open before he headed out figuring he'd grab it as it ran into the office and dispose of it in the forest, sorry student. ooc: come in to the office now |
Starting us off after class. Hadley scratched her head and shifted her weight to her other foot. She was debating just leaving and pretending she completely forgot about the meeting. They had just made endless fun with a ball pit, hadn't they? It was totally believable that in the fun and excitement of the class she'd forgotten. Maybe Primeaux forgot too. Unlikely. But still the temptation was there. She couldn't get lectured if she didn't show up right? Except there was the little issue of her detention. Primeaux would probably track her down or send her a howler to inform her of the details of the detention. At which point she'd not only be lectured about whatever it was he wanted to lecture her about, but also about ditching their meeting, no doubt. Her hand closed on her wand in her pocket at the thought of her getting detention for merely rolling her eyes. Calling Professor Prime probably didn't help, but come on? It was a good nickname. An awesome one. But, nooooo. Detention. And now she had the strong, inescapable urge to deface his door. It wouldn't help anything, she knew that, but that didn't stop the urge. After a few minutes, Hadley managed to loosen her grip on her wand and let go of it. One detention was enough for now. She sighed and knocked on the door. |
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