Who: Aurora Sinistra, Leith Urquhart and Flitwick What: an important discussion Where: The Headmaster's office When: Thursday evening Rating: Mid Incomplete || extremely closed
Flitwick sat behind his desk, reading through a pile of letters from the Ministry of Magic about the state of the quarantine. The room was just as it had been since Mcgonagall had decorated it, save a few charmed objects of Flitwick's own personal collection that had been moved in. The only difference that was truly striking now was the walls. For each wall was clearly visible. Not a portraite frame in sight... A small smile played on his lips, and he reached out to grasp at a crystal glass, thick, dark brandy swirling around the bottom as he lifting it to his lips.
"It's open," He squeaked in answer to the knock at his door. He looked up away from the page to see which of his requested visitors had arrived first.