Felicity Potter (odder_potter) wrote in wrldscolliderpg, @ 2010-06-05 15:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | barret elliot, felicity potter |
RP: In which she arrives
Who: Felicity, open
What: Arrival
Where: Somewhere near but not on the campus
When: Early evening
Warning: None
Felicity gazed fondly at the portrait guarding the Ravenclaw tower, and exhaled softly. Today would be the last day she'd look at it. Well, unless she came back to teach, but she really couldn't see any of the professors giving up the ghost any time soon. Which was a pity, really. She wouldn't mind at all taking over for Professor Dorny and teaching ancient runes. She could read them nearly as well as the professor, even if she did have to work a touch harder at it.
But she was young. It would come in time.
Turning away from the portrait, she started toward the stairs. She'd go snag a snack before they all shuffled out to the train to begin the long ride home. "Goodbye," she said softly. "Perhaps I'll see you again some day."
She imagined she'd be back for ... well, she wasn't quite sure what. Events, maybe, or ... apprenticing.
Trotting carefully down the stairs, Felicity blinked in surprise when she stumbled onto ... grass. There wasn't grass in the school. On the grounds, yes, but she hadn't been on the grounds. She'd been on the stairs.
Felicity turned a slow circle to study her surroundings before she dropped promptly onto the grass. Her legs crossed and she settled her Arithmancy book across her lap, flipping quickly through it. Surely there was some formula or another to explain this particular anomaly.
Surely there was.