RP: Scotch or Sherry?
Date: November 22, 2004
Character(s): Sibyll Trelawney, Minerva McGonagall
Location: Minerva’s house at the corner of Beta and Gamma
Status: Private
Summary: Old colleagues get together to discuss the future, life in general and the merits of scotch versus sherry.
Completion: Complete
Sibyll made her way slowly down the street. She crept from empty doorway to empty doorway, stopping occasionally to check in each direction to make sure there was no one around. She had never been one to enjoy the company of other people and the war had only exacerbated this tendency.
There were only a select few who could get her out of her cozy secluded cottage and Minerva McGonagall was one of them…well that and the fact that she was running dangerously low on sherry. The lack of sherry drinkable or otherwise went a long way in explaining her presence on the chilly streets of Stoatshead Hill on this cold November evening.
“Corner of Beta and Gamma,” Sibyll mumbled as she meandered her way towards Minerva’s house.
Sibyll checked her note again to make sure she was headed in the right direction and then realized that she had just passed it. She turned around and knocked on the door.
“As fate dictates so shall it be,” she whispered as the door opened.
Character(s): Sibyll Trelawney, Minerva McGonagall
Location: Minerva’s house at the corner of Beta and Gamma
Status: Private
Summary: Old colleagues get together to discuss the future, life in general and the merits of scotch versus sherry.
Completion: Complete
Sibyll made her way slowly down the street. She crept from empty doorway to empty doorway, stopping occasionally to check in each direction to make sure there was no one around. She had never been one to enjoy the company of other people and the war had only exacerbated this tendency.
There were only a select few who could get her out of her cozy secluded cottage and Minerva McGonagall was one of them…well that and the fact that she was running dangerously low on sherry. The lack of sherry drinkable or otherwise went a long way in explaining her presence on the chilly streets of Stoatshead Hill on this cold November evening.
“Corner of Beta and Gamma,” Sibyll mumbled as she meandered her way towards Minerva’s house.
Sibyll checked her note again to make sure she was headed in the right direction and then realized that she had just passed it. She turned around and knocked on the door.
“As fate dictates so shall it be,” she whispered as the door opened.