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DEMENTORS?!?! 12, September, 1997

Apr 20, 2007 12:10

Who: Slughorn and McGonagall
Where: McGonagall's office
Why: Horace wants to know the plan of action...
When: Morning, September 12, 1997
Status: Complete

Horace had heard the news of the Dementors from his students. His office was below the hospital wing and didn't have any windows for him to peer out of. Horace was too short to see out of most the ( Read more... )

horace slughorn, minerva mcgonagall

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augury_npc April 22 2007, 12:59:22 UTC

Minerva set down Dumbledore's pensieve at the knock on her door, and jerked it open just as her visitor knocked a second time. Horace Slughorn's face was bathed in the greyish hue of mist-obscured sunlight that seemed to match his . . . everyone's mood so perfectly.

"Horace?" she asked, alarmed instantly, her dementor-addled imagination only too willing to flood her mind with dire emergencies. "What is it?"

augury_horace April 23 2007, 02:22:00 UTC

Horace took a deep sigh of relief when the headmistress opened the door. He had experienced the death of one close friend at the school, he hadn't needed another.

Stepping into the office, brushing past Minerva with his pudgy sides, Horace took a seat at one of the chairs placed in front of McGonagall's desk. With jittery hands, he removed a silk handkerchief from his pocket and patted the tiny beads of sweat that were setting up camp on his forehead.

"I'm worried Minerva." He said plainly. "Dementors frighten the students and I am worried what may be coming next...." Slughorn trailed off and looked to the floor. Since Dumbledore's death, Horace had become a bit more sensitive and susceptible to feeling overwhelmed by emotional or depressing thoughts. He had hoped Minerva would instill, what little she could, a sense of security inside. Even if it was just for a moment.

Horace and needed to hear that everything and everyone was going to be alright.

augury_npc April 23 2007, 02:35:11 UTC

"Of course you're worried," Minerva bit out, shutting the door with a snap. "We all are. Is that all you came to see me about?"

She stalked over to the waiting pensieve and carried it to her desk. "No one has been attacked? The dementors have not entered the castle? Nothing else has happened? Horace, the students need you to remain calm, especially the Slytherins. And I need you to employ all our considerable mental resources to try and find a way to beat these creatures back. I refuse to give in and close the school, simply floo the children out and make an end to Hogwarts."

Her spectacles flashed, her nostrils flared, it seemed a miracle they did not breathe out fire.

augury_horace April 23 2007, 02:49:45 UTC

Horace shifted in his seat.

"Oh Minerva, I know that, and believe me, I am not allowing the students to see my worry. I just get so nervous about all of this. Especially after, well, you know...." He said, putting his eyes down. The gesture seemed to be polite when referencing the deceased Headmaster.

Horace looked back up to Minerva and stood up to pace. Fiddling with his handkerchief and sporadically wiping the droplets on his forehead, Horace began to speak.

"I came to you because I knew you'd be strong. And calm. And wise. I need to know what we are expected to do, Minerva. I know nothing detrimental has happened yet, but Dementors circling the castle isn't a good sign, Headmistress. Do you have a protocol we are going to follow if matters escalate?" The concern in his voice was shining through. He had wanted to be strong for the student and to know what would keep them safe.

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