Office Hours [Thursday]

[umbitch]

The entirety of what was formally Principal Washburn's office has been completely changed. There are now varying shades of pink coloring the walls, the desk and the chair. Doilies lay very carefully on the desk, stark white against the pink of the room

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[smartestone]

After hearing the announcements, Hermione- completely against all better judgment mind you but she is a Gryffindor- took off for the office just to see for herself.

And then there's jaw-dropped staring at the open door when she sees that yep, it is the same Umbridge. Oh, Harry was getting phone calls tonight.

[umbitch]

Sensing someone at her door, Umbridge looked up, a cordial greeting on her tongue. It died upon seeing who actually was at her door. Her smile, however, didn't dim.

"Miss Granger," she said, tilting her head. "Did your antics finally get you expelled from Hogwarts?"

[smartestone]

"Wrong reality," she said straight off, realizing Umbridge didn't know she'd been here. "My parents took me out of school once Voldemort returned. How are the centaurs doing?"

[umbitch]

Her expression darkened momentarily. And then she was reaching for her tea cup and holding it demurely in front of her. "I'm quite sure I don't know what you're referring to. And He has not returned."

Still sticking to the party line, yep.

[demons_death]

John hadn't entirely liked the phrasing of the new principal's announcement -- Zoe wasn't leaving for good after all and to imply she was to the students didn't sit well with him -- so he decided to drop by the office after his workshop was done.

He paused in the doorway, staring around the room, frowning in distaste at what she had done to Zoe's office.

[umbitch]

"Good morning," Umbridge said brightly, seeing what appeared to be a ruffian at her door. She knew how to maintain her demeanor though. "Can I help you?"

[demons_death]

"It looks like you're getting.... comfortable," John said, still staring at what she'd done to Zoe's office. It was so.... pink!

[umbitch]

"I am, thank you," Umbridge said, gifting John with a smile. "The office was quite dour upon first entrance but that was easily fixed."

[sith_happened]

"Zoe," Anakin began before popping his head into the room, "I just wanted to check and see if you've heard from..."

His eyes rested with horror on the kitten plates and he forgot what he had been talking about.

Someone had missed the announcement.

[umbitch]

"I'm terribly afraid to tell you that your former principal has taken a leave of absence," Umbridge said in answer to Anakin's unanswered question. "Is there something I could help you with, young man?"

[sith_happened]

Anakin visibly bristled at the term, but kept his voice under control. "Of course," he said, "the baby is due soon. I'm Master Skywalker," he said, nodding his head. "I teach the flight workshop during the summer and Ethics during the school year. I hope your time here while Zoe is away for a bit will be...pleasant."

His eyes flickered back to the plates. "Are those cats...moving?" he finally asked.

[umbitch]

"Master?" Umbridge repeated. "Oh, no, that will have to change. There's only one Headmaster here and that is me. Perhaps, Mister?"

[sideburnsofwar]

Intrigued by the announcement, and more than a little amused by Hades being skipped over, Ares teleported into the Principal's Office.

And blinked.

"Wow," he said. "It's kitsch on acid."

[umbitch]

Appalled by the intrusion, Umbridge shot up from her chair and said, "Were you not taught respect and manners?"

[sideburnsofwar]

Ares flashed a quick grin at Umbridge. "Of course I was," he said, then went back to ignoring her in order to fully appreciate the horror of her decor.

"I was wrong, it's not kitsch on acid, it's more like tacky vomited everywhere."

[umbitch]

"Do you always enter offices that are not yours without express permission?" Umbridge snapped.

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Wilson had gone through enough shifts in administration at the hospital to know that it was usually best to make an introduction, get a feel for the person temporarillydearGOD! in charge and then get on about your business.

So, he was carrying a plate of fresh made cookies -Phale's baking not his own- as he made his way up to the office.

Knocking on the door, he waited to be bid to enter.

[umbitch]

Umbridge looked up and smiled at her newest visitor. "Do come in, young man," she said. "How are you?"

[dr_jwilsonmd]

Well, that certainly seemed promising enough.

So, why did Wilson have this sudden, nagging feeling of doubt? Maybe it was the kitten plates on the wall.

Shaking himself out of his thoughts, he smiled politely and stepped on through the door.

"Good morning and I'm well thank you. I'm Dr. James Wilson, one of the faculty here," he introduced himself, shifting the plate to his left hand so that he could present his right. "I heard you were going to be with us in the interim while Dean Washburn is out and I wanted to stop by and say hello."

[umbitch]

"Quite nice of you," Umbridge answered, glancing down at the offered hand for a long moment before taking it demurely. She'd have to wash quite soon. No telling what sort of germs Muggles carried around. "And your name would be?"