SEMI-CLOSED RP: A Reunion
WHO: Sarah and Lily
WHERE: Lily's office and TBD
Buttery pyjamas having been handed over to a house elf to see if Scooby could be salvaged, hair and skin now smelling of a bath and her favorite scent rather than an old movie theatre and pretty much thrilled to find that the school had coughed up her belongings from some magical void, Sarah dressed for comfort in shorts and one of the two t-shirt she had previously had made up while home visiting her parents but had never given Lily the other. That was now in a bright-coloured bag, which she snatched up as she picked up a piece of parchment and quickly folded it into an origami bird. Using them as tracking devices had never failed her before.
When she was done, she reached into the front pocket of her shorts and withdrew her wand, smiling contently at it. After nine non-popcorn months here, it had become an extension of her and being without it from the time she unpopped until she had come back to her old room and found her things simply appearing in clusters had felt weird. Turning it a fiery red and shiny gold before stowing her wand again, she released the now animate parchment bird and followed it out of her room. There were many places Lily could be, so it was a tiny adventure to see where it might lead.
When the bird finally flapped down a corridor toward the DADA office, Sarah was momentarily perplexed, but assumed perhaps Lily was visiting so she continued on, pleased to see the door open. The plaque to the side brought her up short at the bright parchment bird swooped into the room, as it had Lily's name on it. As a professor. That was wonderful!
Buoyed now by several different reasons for a stunningly amazing mood - you know, besides the not-popcorn-anymore thing, Sarah slipped into the room to find Lily nearly buried at a desk. Typical, which only made her smile more, the kind of smile that threatened to crack cheeks. She really wanted to glomp her like the over-affectionate person she was, but she knew pouncing her best friend unawares was grounds for a sound hexing. So instead she cleared her throat and said something smartassed.
"So, Professor, this popcorn curse... considered a Dark Art and therefore under your jurisdiction, or a Transfiguration issue only? Because if it's part of DADA, you and I really need to have a talk about getting me some Defense Against Popcorning skills. I'm never smelling like that again as long as I live."
And waited, grinning. Widely.
WHERE: Lily's office and TBD
Buttery pyjamas having been handed over to a house elf to see if Scooby could be salvaged, hair and skin now smelling of a bath and her favorite scent rather than an old movie theatre and pretty much thrilled to find that the school had coughed up her belongings from some magical void, Sarah dressed for comfort in shorts and one of the two t-shirt she had previously had made up while home visiting her parents but had never given Lily the other. That was now in a bright-coloured bag, which she snatched up as she picked up a piece of parchment and quickly folded it into an origami bird. Using them as tracking devices had never failed her before.
When she was done, she reached into the front pocket of her shorts and withdrew her wand, smiling contently at it. After nine non-popcorn months here, it had become an extension of her and being without it from the time she unpopped until she had come back to her old room and found her things simply appearing in clusters had felt weird. Turning it a fiery red and shiny gold before stowing her wand again, she released the now animate parchment bird and followed it out of her room. There were many places Lily could be, so it was a tiny adventure to see where it might lead.
When the bird finally flapped down a corridor toward the DADA office, Sarah was momentarily perplexed, but assumed perhaps Lily was visiting so she continued on, pleased to see the door open. The plaque to the side brought her up short at the bright parchment bird swooped into the room, as it had Lily's name on it. As a professor. That was wonderful!
Buoyed now by several different reasons for a stunningly amazing mood - you know, besides the not-popcorn-anymore thing, Sarah slipped into the room to find Lily nearly buried at a desk. Typical, which only made her smile more, the kind of smile that threatened to crack cheeks. She really wanted to glomp her like the over-affectionate person she was, but she knew pouncing her best friend unawares was grounds for a sound hexing. So instead she cleared her throat and said something smartassed.
"So, Professor, this popcorn curse... considered a Dark Art and therefore under your jurisdiction, or a Transfiguration issue only? Because if it's part of DADA, you and I really need to have a talk about getting me some Defense Against Popcorning skills. I'm never smelling like that again as long as I live."
And waited, grinning. Widely.