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Luna Scamander | Daniel Harris | Chloe Finnigan (a_bit_odd) wrote in mistaken_pieces,
@ 2008-12-21 17:15:00

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! rp, - 2020 august, - classroom, [player: caz], [player: jade], callum quoft, luna scamander

Everything in its Place - Luna
Who: Luna, Callum
When: August 21, Morning
Where: Divination Classroom, North Tower
Status: Closed/Finished Summary: Luna sets her classroom to rights and is joined by Callum who is on the lookout for boggarts before start of term. They don't find a boggart, but they do find Luna's crystal ball on the ceiling.

Head tilted at a whimsical angle, Luna flicked her wand a few times, some of the drawers and cubby holes behind her and to her left filling with the supplies she'd had scattered about and tucking themselves away with a slight click as wood connected with wood and latches clipped shut. Smiling satisfiedly, she moved a stack of books to one side of the desk, and then shook her head and shifted them to the other side, finally giving up with that and placing them in the middle. Humming to herself, she gave the classroom another once over.

Not that she hadn't been teaching in this classroom for long, or that things would have really gone astray, but Luna knew she had a habit of things going missing on her, and though it was still a while before the start of term, she still felt the need to set things to rights. In fact, she'd likely check in several more times just to be certain she hadn't lost something somewhere.

Things didn't go missing nearly so much as they had when she was a student here, but often enough for her to notice. She did wonder when they disappeared before the students arrived, though; the culprits generally tended to be the younger set. So essentially, that meant that either the staff were scarfing the items, or she was simply misplacing them herself. She really preferred to think the latter, but deep down she knew it was very possible to be the former as well.

Still humming, she breezed about the tower airily, footsteps light as she weaved amongst the desks.

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a_bit_odd
2008-12-21 09:40 pm UTC (link)

"No rattling," she assured him, "Or banging or anything else like that."

Giving up with the desk drawers, pale eyes looked about the classroom itself as if she could just make it magically appear. On a whim, she lifted them to the ceiling.

"Ah," she ventured, "Found it."

Withdrawing her wand from her sleeve, she flicked it in the direction of the hovering glass orb, coaxing it down from the ceiling where it had been hovering innocently for Merlin knows how long.

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ignorant_bliss
2008-12-21 10:17 pm UTC (link)

Callum opened his mouth to ask if there had been any other funny business going on in the tower that might indicate that he had work to do, but decided against it a half second later.

Any classroom where a crystal ball could be lost on a ceiling wasn't the place to ask such questions.

Instead, he shook his head again after one more glance around. "Dust, you said?" he recalled. "I can see to that later this evening. Just leave the classroom open."

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a_bit_odd
2008-12-21 10:31 pm UTC (link)

"Dust," she agreed, "I thought it might have been an infestation of markles, but it turned out not to be."

She beamed to him as her hands grasped the ball, placing it in its proper place on her desk. Shaking her finger at it as if it had been a naughty crystal ball, she rounded the desk again, leaning against it a moment before hopping up so she was sitting on it entirely, legs swinging.

"I'll leave it open," she offered.

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ignorant_bliss
2008-12-21 11:10 pm UTC (link)

"Perfect," Callum said, unable to keep the dry tone out of his voice. To cover for it, he cast one last leery glance around the room before silently dubbing it to be as safe as a classroom up in a tower could be.

Unless one of the students shoved another out of the window, he didn't think there would be any trouble. Unless, of course, the crystal ball made a habit of floating on the ceiling. All he needed was for Peeves to catch sight of that and get ideas in that vile green head of his.

"Have a good day, then, Professor," he mumbled, moving to take his leave. With this out of the way, he had time to organize his own office a little before September arrived.

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a_bit_odd
2008-12-21 11:14 pm UTC (link)

"And you," she called rather vacantly from where she was perched on her desk, legs still swinging.

She did glance rather cautiously to the crystal ball a moment, and she wonder who might have charmed it to stay up there. Even Luna wasn't of a mind to think it had gotten there by itself. And she couldn't think offhand of any creatures who might have been able to suspend the object.

Well, no harm done, she supposed.

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