Who: Augustus and Susan Where: Magic Theory classroom - Augustus' office When: Monday 4pm What: Ooh look at the first little potential Rating: skeezy - and I promise he's not a pedophile! Status: Incomplete
Augustus had decided to start simply. Endearing his niece's servant to him would serve two purposes, and that always sat better than one. He would be able to begin his project at the school, but additionally, and perhaps more importantly, he might gain another eye at the school, one attached to his niece. It wasn't that he didn't trust his niece. Well, he didn't, but he didn't trust anyone, actually.
He'd set up a couple of chairs, an armchair for himself, a wooden straight-backed chair for the girl. No reason to make her feel elevated above her station, but he wouldn't require her to stand. After all, with such a drastic dictate by the headmistress, she was likely in shock. Dolores might be reactionary, but perhaps her thoughtlessness would allow for him to make the in he needed to serve his Lord's needs.
He left the door open. He wanted no reason for her to pause outside.