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[scottish_witch]

Minerva's rooms are much like their owner: neat, bookish, and prim, at least to the naked eye. Further examination reveals streaks of whimsy and charm, but only to those who know what to look for. The sitting room is lined with windows on one side, facing the Quidditch pitch, while the remaining walls are occupied with bookcases. A well-used and

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[mogget_cat]

*He smiles, taking her hand as he looks around the room.*

*amused* Well, that depends. Will that vindictive librarian once again interrupt our discussions?

[scottish_witch]

An equally amused smile. "Probably not, as I was planning to sleep. I don't want to leave you without entertainment, however. Who knows what mischief you could do?"

[mogget_cat]

*He grins.* I know. And I am not telling.

If you wish to sleep, I shall not disturb you, Minerva. I remember the way to the library, from last time.

[scottish_witch]

She nods. "If you wish a catnap, however, my bed is open to you. I would not want to deprive you of your precious sleep." There is a hint of grin in these last words.

[mogget_cat]

*Yrael sticks his tongue out at her. Catnaps are for pussies.*

Just because I can not fathom how you people exist with only eight hours of sleep a night...

[scottish_witch]

She hides a laugh behind her hand. "Practice. Now choose. Will you sleep now, or will you deprive yourself of the pleasure of watching me teach so that you may sleep later?"

[mogget_cat]

*He pretends to glower at her.* You drive a hard bargain, Minerva.

I think I shall sleep.

[scottish_witch]

"In which case, wait here, please." She disappears into the bedroom, shutting the door as she goes. She has begun to interpret his reluctance as shyness, and therefore, feels it is only proper to get changed alone.

[mogget_cat]

*While Minerva is getting changed, Yrael takes the opportunity to peer at the titles of some of the books in the shelves. Many of them look quite interesting.*

[scottish_witch]

Minerva emerges at moment later, dressed in her tartan nightgown and with her hair down. It is only then that she realizes that Yrael lacks pyjamas.

"Do you mind sleeping in your clothes, or would you like pyjamas?"

[mogget_cat]

*He smiles and raises his eyebrows, looking up from his perusal of the bookshelves.*

Pyjamas, I think, would be more comfortable.

*Then suddenly his impeccable white dress-shirt and slacks are a soft, comfortable undershirt(white) and pyjama pants(also white).*

This be alright?

[scottish_witch]

"Those would be ideal, yes." She was going to conjure some, but oh well.

She takes his hand and kisses him before leading him into her bedroom. It's a tower room, with a generous four-poster bed. The only light comes from a lamp on the nighttable, but a small vanity can be seen, as well a trunk. There is also a fireplace with smouldering embers.

[mogget_cat]

*He follows her, looking around the room as they enter.*

*smirking* Do you know how long it's been since I have slept in a bed?

[scottish_witch]

Curiously. "No, actually. How long has it been?"

[mogget_cat]

*He shrugs, grinning.* I was hoping you would know, because I do not remember when the last time I slept in a bed was. I have my box at Milliways, and before that I had a box in the kitchen of the Abhorsen's House.

[scottish_witch]

"In which case, I would say early March." She gestures. "Would you like the right side or the left?"