Gabe has duty to snuggle (![]() ![]() @ 2009-10-07 14:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | char: gabe, char: william |
WHO: Gabe and William (with student cameos)
WHERE: Briefly the library, then Gabe's den of sin education
WHAT: An ambush down memory lane
WHEN: Thursday, just before lunch
The two girls - probably seventh year students, judging by stature alone - came into the library on a gust of giggles, a brunette with a blue tie loosely knotted around her neck, and a Slytherin whose original hair colour was probably extremely dull under the welter of streaks natural and non. She wound multi-hued strands of it around a finger as she leaned on the library counter in a reasonable facsimile of winsome; her associate just smiled a little tremulously and handed over a folded scrap of parchment, sealed with a blob of congealed charms.
"Sir--" the Slytherin started, only to be elbowed by her Ravenclaw friend. There followed a flurry of fierce whispering, with occasionally audible bits like, "just die" and "shut up".
The note, easily openable by its intended recipient, impenetrable to others, read:
To the greatly esteemed master librarian, William Beckett Esq., greetings!
I suspect this pair can actually do the complex magics just fine, but there's a ready-made excuse today, and advanced potioneering just gets in the way of their rigorous cataloguing the various charms of the staff project. Cataloguing! Your favourite! Make them do something useful. Separately.
Don't eat them.
Also, you were winning in the project, so maybe you telling them off will make more impression than me doing same. I'm just part of the scenery. You're apparently intense and passionate. I spell that "on the rag". Translation error?
Kisskiss,
Gabe the Magnificent