Get My Feet Back On The Ground

[proudgreenauror]

*finishes writing his thank-yous just as the train pulls up onto the castle grounds*

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[proudgreenauror]

*FACEPALM*

..She's not that old... *AGSFKDJ WHUT AM I SAYING* I mean... no, somebody just wrote it for no reason!

[proudgreenauror]

Probably not -- ghosts can't write... well, I mean, they can write, but they can't carve words into solid wood like this.... *glares at the door*

[proudgreenauror]

*eyeroll*

..DX *immediately filters entry away from Sir Integra in case, wherever she might be right now, she takes it into her head to look at her old Hogwarts journal*

[proudgreenauror]

*sheepish* I would appreciate the extra help....

[proudgreenauror]

*watches and learns!!*

[proudgreenauror]

*The letters spark and tremble. Then, with a papery whisper, a layer of wood and varnish falls from the surface of the door...

..leaving the letters behind it still carved deeply into the circle of newly bared wood.*

[proudgreenauror]

*stares, then facepalms as the letters scatter to all sides of the hole, mill around it for a bit, then reform lower down*

[proudgreenauror]

*grumbles* Well, it's certain that it was no lower-year who managed this.

*thinks, going through his Auror training* ..Hm... it's another transfiguration -- these letters were transfigured to move....