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Characters: Barty Crouch Jr, Cia Delacosta
Rating: PG-13 (because of possible language)
Time Period: Modern
Location: Tomorrow
Relative Date: The day of Cia's transmission to Barty
Status: Closed.
As soon as Barty got Cia's last reply, he started to get his cabin straightened up a bit. He had things lying around that a first year shouldn't be messing with. He had an idea of what he was going to do to teach her. He tried to remember what order they'd done things in when he was a first year. Of course there was a lot of essay writing. He hated reading them so he certainly wasn't going to assign them for her to write. Although he may have her do some homework that wouldn't make Sirius or Remus too upset.
Barty made sure there were several empty jars and vials ready and he went into his bedroom, running a comb quickly through his hair. He needed to look like a professor to make an impression. He wasn't going to change his clothes, though, so the jumper and slacks would have to do. He pulled two chairs over near the cauldron and had the beginning potions book laying next to the empty jars. He'd picked it up from the library as soon as Sirius suggested he teach Cia how to make potions. He was certainly thankful that the library had every book he could think of. The whole grounds were a bit like the room of requirement.
Once everything was set up, Barty sat down in the chair and waited. He scratched idly at his left forearm. It had been itching mildly the last day or so, but he didn't think it was anything important.
Rating: PG-13 (because of possible language)
Time Period: Modern
Location: Tomorrow
Relative Date: The day of Cia's transmission to Barty
Status: Closed.
As soon as Barty got Cia's last reply, he started to get his cabin straightened up a bit. He had things lying around that a first year shouldn't be messing with. He had an idea of what he was going to do to teach her. He tried to remember what order they'd done things in when he was a first year. Of course there was a lot of essay writing. He hated reading them so he certainly wasn't going to assign them for her to write. Although he may have her do some homework that wouldn't make Sirius or Remus too upset.
Barty made sure there were several empty jars and vials ready and he went into his bedroom, running a comb quickly through his hair. He needed to look like a professor to make an impression. He wasn't going to change his clothes, though, so the jumper and slacks would have to do. He pulled two chairs over near the cauldron and had the beginning potions book laying next to the empty jars. He'd picked it up from the library as soon as Sirius suggested he teach Cia how to make potions. He was certainly thankful that the library had every book he could think of. The whole grounds were a bit like the room of requirement.
Once everything was set up, Barty sat down in the chair and waited. He scratched idly at his left forearm. It had been itching mildly the last day or so, but he didn't think it was anything important.