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I am back.
In Hogwarts.
It's bloody disquieting, to say in the least. One day I'm tossing bottles of wine at Daphne in the flat and hiding from everybody at the Zabini wedding; the next I'm on a train in a 'special compartment' reserved for Advanced Learning Students (but we might as well have the plague). They've given me a room in the dungeons as per my request, so I can examine all the fresh blood infants sticks new faces in Slytherin. They're all very pouty and have pudding-like cheeks and shiny foreheads.
I tripped over one, actually. Quite fun.
I have lectures all day and then an autopsy sit-in tomorrow, right before lunch. Exquisite timing.
In Hogwarts.
It's bloody disquieting, to say in the least. One day I'm tossing bottles of wine at Daphne in the flat and hiding from everybody at the Zabini wedding; the next I'm on a train in a 'special compartment' reserved for Advanced Learning Students (but we might as well have the plague). They've given me a room in the dungeons as per my request, so I can examine all the fresh blood infants sticks new faces in Slytherin. They're all very pouty and have pudding-like cheeks and shiny foreheads.
I tripped over one, actually. Quite fun.
I have lectures all day and then an autopsy sit-in tomorrow, right before lunch. Exquisite timing.