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The small tower office that now belongs to Divination Professor Laurel Vance has had quite a number of inhabitants over the course of Hogwarts history like the famous seer Sybill Trelawney that taught the noble art during the trio's years at the school. The reddish floor is clean and covered here and there by a few mats in different shapes, colours and sizes. The parchments filled with interesting scrying methods to test at a later time, personal correspondence letters, various notes, drawings and Laurel's big load of books ranging from Divination textbooks to fantasy literature and boxes full of divination instruments and items have all neatly been put away in the filing units and bookcases that line the back wall.
The desk in the heart of the office of sturdy dark wood is kept neat but cluttered. On it you can usually find a deck of tarot cards, a red peacock quill, an earth globe and a novel of some sort. The window sill is home to a mimbulus mimbletonia and a pot of daisies. In a corner of the office a small magically self-serving tea table is set up that also can serve visitors lemonade who prefer that to tea along with a tray of freshly baked cookies or candy. Professor Vance is not the only inhabitant of the office since her Bengal cat Max also resides here if he isn't off hunting for mice somewhere in the castle. Do not lift or pet him if he doesn't seem like he wants to cuddle.
Come on in for any needs or help needed with Divination or Slytherin house matters, or if you just want to visit.
OCC: I will not have an arrival thread so please don't clog up the thread with 'waiting to enter' posts. Have your character knock on the door and then wait for Professor Vance to allow you to enter or to come back later. If you have any questions or want to set up a meeting with your characters professor/head of house don't hesitate to PM or VM me..
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Laurel! <3
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch
After Laurel had said those words which she had rather not have said at all she waited for Kay's reaction. Studying her dear friend's face she didn't blame her at all if she yelled, cried or even tossed something around. To hear that her father was going to die was not news that were easy to process for anyone. Waiting Laurel tried to think up something to say but everything she thought off felt wrong or silly so she said nothing.
When Kay retracted her hand Laurel promised wholeheartedly as she locked her hands in her own lap. "I won't tell anyone. I'll keep it secret. I promise. And you know it's okay too if you're not fine with it Kay. It's your father after all. I'm here for you if you ever need anything. I've got a nice shoulder to cry on or we could go down to Haraldurs hut and paint it in rainbow colours for fun." Anything Kay wanted, she'd do. Laurel would hug her too, but Kay was so calm about it, it unnerved her.
Kay nodded. She always knew she could count on Laurel. It was one of the strongest points in their friendship. "Thank you, Laurel. I appreciate that.'' She paused to take a deep breath. She may look calm on the outside but inwardly, there was a fierce storm of emotions raging. "I know you're always there and I thank you for that too.'' Her voice cracked on the last few words and that was when she knew she needed to get out of Laurel's office immediately.
She calmly climbed to her feet. "I need to go. I'd like to have some time on my own.'' Her friend would understand. "I'll speak with you later.'' And with that, she turned and made her way out of her office, tears forming in her eyes. When she reached her office, only them would she permit them to flow freely.
Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
When was a day at Hogwarts ever normal? Never.
A tiny airplane makes its way to Professor Vance's office, all the way from the dungeons to the Divination Tower. Once it had reached its destination, the note bumped onto the door and fell on the floor just outside Professor Vance's office.
If opened, the parchment holds a note in shaky handwriting (and maybe a few blots of tears on it.)
Text Cut: Note
Dear Professor Vance,
I would first like to apologise for my handwriting, and for the ripped parchment that I used for sending this note. But the Slytherin dormitories were broken into earlier today, everything is a mess, and most belongings were broken. Even the dormitory door was broken down. We'd really like for your presence right now, and I'm sorry if this came at an inconvenient time.
Sincerely,
Prefect Fairfield
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It's so magical, feeling that no one's got a hold_______________________________ ___________________________________And the whole wide world is whistling...
A tiny airplane makes its way to Professor Vance's office, all the way from the dungeons to the Divination Tower. Once it had reached its destination, the note bumped onto the door and fell on the floor just outside Professor Vance's office.
If opened, the parchment holds a note in shaky handwriting (and maybe a few blots of tears on it.)
Text Cut: Note
Dear Professor Vance,
I would first like to apologise for my handwriting, and for the ripped parchment that I used for sending this note. But the Slytherin dormitories were broken into earlier today, everything is a mess, and most belongings were broken. Even the dormitory door was broken down. We'd really like for your presence right now, and I'm sorry if this came at an inconvenient time.
Sincerely,
Prefect Fairfield
They were now well into January and classes were in full swing again after the Christmas break. It seemed at least to Laurel that most of the students had benefitted well from a little time off. It had given them a surge of new energy which they could use in class and in their studies for the exams that came closer with each passing month.
Laurel was heading back to her office through the Divination corridor after ending her last class for the day intending to respond to some personal correspondence letter before dinner. Coming to her door she was about to unlock when her eyes caught sight of the note lying on the floor. Reaching down to pick it up, Laurel opened the parchment to read the note inside from Vivian. The more she read the more her eyebrows furrowed in worry and shock: dorms are a mess, belongings broken, door broken down- What was going on? And no sign of a culprit either?
Turning on the spot, Laurel left the Divination Tower with haste, her wand in one hand and the note crumbled in the other any thought of personal correspondence gone from her mind. This was odd? Who'd do this? This certainly didn't sound like something one of her Slytherins would do.
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