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If someone were to bring my Occlumency text at least to the Infirmary, I would appreciate it deeply.

Perhaps a change of clothing. I do not think the blood will be coming out of this blouse.

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What happened? Are you all right?

By which I mean, I'm more than happy to bring you your things. Any clothing preferences?

I had a run in with Peruvian Darkness Powder and what I can only assume is an oaf.

Any blouse. And the red scarf, I think. You know the one.

So you had a lovely afternoon, is what you're saying?

I've got you. I'll be there as quickly as possible.

I've got the oaf in question bringing me my books, don't worry about those. The clothing, however.

Thank you.

Edited (nice pb change) 2017-06-07 23:13 (UTC)

That's the spirit! Now all you need is to intimidate them into eternal servitude and you're set for the next school year.

Of course. I'd say 'anytime,' but I'm holding out hope that you won't need to be sent to the infirmary again.

I think I am well on the way, as he just called me m'am.

I've managed to avoid it almost entirely until now.

Nice. Make him quake in fear.

Then I won't be the one to jinx it.

I am working on it.

I have the utmost faith in you.

I will not disappoint.

Oaf is such a good word.

Thank you. I very much agree.

Lout also holds appeal.

So close to louse. I like it.

I feel like we need an insult word wall. Or at least an insult bulletin board.

This could be arranged.

Though I prefer to consider them justifiable criticisms.

That does make the bulletin board seem more constructive.

And what are we if not constructive?

Destructive?

And so honest.

We're just helping people grow. But using the best vocabulary possible.

Not to be a total fucking weirdo, but I bet I could get that blood out.

Let me guess: you have a special plant which will do the trick.

Simple charmwork, actually.

I can perform simple charmwork, Jonathan.

I'm aware.

[...]

I'm [...] sorry. I'm hungry and I have got a headache.

It's cool.

Hit pretty hard, huh?

I'm not sure what part of him collided with my head, but it was hard. So probably the head, knowing Ebonhides.

Let me find you something to eat.

Oh. Thank you. That is a very~~sweet~~ ~~kind~~ kind offer, but I can't eat until after sundown.

Oh--
Ramadan. Right.

Maybe I can just find you then, if that's [...] cool.

All right.

If you pass a sophomore on the way who is staggering under the weight of all of my textbooks, do not offer him aid.

I will merely observe his suffering, judging and impassive.

You are a smart boy.

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