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Tweak says, "I kinda got robbed"

Cassandra Trelawney (blondemagic) wrote in hogwarts_dawn,
@ 2021-03-07 16:56:00

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character: albus dumbledore, unused: cassandra trelawney

RP: Albus & Cassandra
Who: Albus Dumbledore & Cassandra Trelawney
When: March 7th, Late afternoon
Where: The Divination classroom
What: Old friends have tea.

There were a number of rules being broken by Albus and Cassandra and likely both knew them by heart. For one, a lady should never take even tea unchaperoned with a man of any status. Nevermind the disturbing lack of gloves that always followed her around. Her grandmother often went red in the face reminding her to put on her bloody gloves. Of course, one could not do what she was doing with the dried herbs she found in the classroom with gloves.

Nevermind the dust (there were enchanted feather dusters trying to clean the place up on their own), she had things to do. She had cleared off a few of the student tables, one set up for tea and the other being a small workspace. The bits she ground together in a pestle were a mixture of opium poppy, salvia, and a few magical herbs which were known to induce hallucinations - or open up the Inner Eye for guided prophecy. If all else failed to find the key, she would risk the oracular herbs nevermind the dangerous side effects that they could cause or the fragile state they left her in. She just... Wanted to be prepared.

And if she was mixing them just then so Albus would know her plan should all else fail, he'd either agree or talk her out of it. She wasn't sure which she would have preferred. Cassandra heard footsteps on the ladder so she set her pestle aside and wiped her hands on the skirt of her dress out of habit. A fond smile grew and as soon as he had sure footing, she had essentially launched herself at Albus, wrapping her arms around his middle in the friendliest, most familiar hug he was likely to get. "Have you gotten taller or have I gotten shorter?"

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oddmenttweak
2021-03-08 12:13 pm UTC (link)

Albus had spent the morning in the library, as per usual. He'd almost finished his collection - there was just the last of the herbology section to cover. And the restricted section of course, but he knew there wouldn't be anything there he would want to teach anyone. No, any foray into that part of the library would just be to quench his own curiosity and, as such, it was probably left well alone.

As full as his mind was of class notes and syllabus framework, it had been a surprise to see a familiar name being introduced in the journals. He and Cassandra Trelawney had been at school together, although she was a few years younger. Albus had never quite believed their teachers stories about her 'fits' and it hadn't taken him too long to realise the truth. They had become friends, of sorts - two rather odd, if brilliant, students amongst their peers. Since graduating, and everything which had come with it, they had kept in touch through letters, although hadn't met in person for a while now.

So Albus was looking forward to meeting her as he scaled the ladder and arrived in the tower, not particularly gracefully it had to be said. Such things were easier said than done when you were mostly limbs. He had barely straightened up when a small blonde figure had rushed forwards to embrace him. Neither of the pair had ever had much time for the rules of society. Albus chuckled. "The latter, as always."

He released her, offering Cassie a very rare, wide smile. He had not realised what a relief it would be to see someone from his own time, his own home. Albus was a private, secretive individual but even he had been feeling the solitude.

"How are you?" He asked, looking around. The room was dusty, but had pockets of activity which he eyed curiously.

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blondemagic
2021-03-08 05:10 pm UTC (link)

Cassandra had never liked that ladder. It had never made sense. She thought she might petition the castle to have it changed into a proper staircase but that was a thought for another day. She was far too excited to see Albus again to be worried about the bloody ladder.

He was still all limbs as she had recalled but taller, older. Of course, they were both so much older than the last time they had seen each other. She'd still been a wee thing then. Albus was the last person she'd ever felt she had a true friend in. Those girls from her house had been horrible, mocking everything about her, but she'd been so desperate for company that she'd almost let herself be destroyed by them.

Almost.

Cassandra was hesitant to step back but there were some rules that couldn't be broken - and not crowding Albus's personal space for too long was one she kept firmly. Her hands flicked dismissively to the mess around her with a harsh scoff, "Too busy, I think. I should have packed things into a trunk and shrunk it down." Cassandra tsk'd sharply, moving to fetch the kettle from over the fire. "I would say 'catch me up on your life' but... We're a bit far from it, aren't we?"