—currently making some tea—

Have you tried the Care of Magical Creatures Grounds, she sometimes likes to spend her time around there, I've seen her on several occasions, also near the lake- she hums, already zipping up her jacket

Have you tried her room?

Alistair, my darling, the first we need to do is calm down alright?— she hums, walking down the corridor with him

She’s sighing, hair down for once. Has he seen a certain redhead child?

—Hurt? What happened?— she speaks, now growing slightly worried herself — first of all, you need to calm down before you pass out. Then, tell me what you know.

Well hello there, mr caplan

—it’s too late to even remind him not to run in the halls—

She sighs. It’s his screaming that has woken her up, when she was so peacefully dreaming about a pair of puppy ey- anyway. Anyway. — No I have not, I saw her earlier in the afternoon around walking back from the library, but haven’t since then. Why? Is there anything I should now?

—it did wake her up. She’s not amused—

What’s with all the screaming this late

—she is a sleepy professor—

—holding back a laugh—

Oh, most definitely

It probably was

A man in his thirties. Perhaps you should check who taught you again.

—well last time she checked, Rickon was on his thirties, but the more you know huh?—

Fucking. Wonderful.

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝐡𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐥𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 b͟r͟e͟a͟k͟f͟a͟s͟t͟ !̲⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀

—she’s so done with this mess—

—she’s slapping a hand over Kahlan’s mouth and dragging her away— Let’s check on the thestrals shall we

—well, she did look like someone who needed some fun today—

She’s softly smiling the second his silhouette comes into view, being greeted by a warm mug of tea while she turns her eyes to the sleeping redhead, safely tucked under the wing of a thestral — She’s been working all afternoon, not as… “lively” as usual though— she hums, not saying she’s worried,+

—Well, as soon as class ended, said student asked to help around with the creatures, and of course she couldn’t just say no. They’ve been feeding them, taking care of them with her help since lunchtime, apart from doing homework of course —

—they indeed were, it was quite the productive afternoon for them—

—well, she’s got a sleeping student on the grounds—

Oh, don’t you worry, it does- she hums, far softer than she would ever be in presence of not only the students but a great part of mankind itself — keep going, I like how you explain things Which is a way to tell him she enjoys his voice, his talking. It brings quite the feeling of peace

-She's moving around the class, before leaning back against her desk, taking a glimpse at the rain outside, which had kept them from carrying out the session on the grounds- Now, which one of you can tell me the correct way to approach and greet a Hippogriff? -this is not going to be pretty-

—Blinks. She definitely did not expect to see someone in the COMC grounds at this hour, when there’s class—

Oh, she will not make him walk all the way to the castle grounds, it would be so inconsiderate from her. Where shall she meet him?

—he is the biggest sweetheart, already making her day better—

—in search for coffee—

Another day in this hellh- wonderful school —sighs, correcting some essays—

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐝, 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞. 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐨.⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

𝑺𝑰𝑳𝑬 𝑶’𝑻𝑼𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑳