#c regulus

[emmavhq]

“I don’t want to be sitting in a class no more if I’m done with these wee exams. Ye’d think we’d just go home.” Emma slumped down in her seat, prodding fingers at the desk before her in bored fashion. @regulustxt​

[mcklene]

“Does the potions master object to a trade of fox glove for antimony?” It was only Monday, and being in the castle felt much too much like being in school. Yet, she wouldn’t have come here, to the dungeons no less, if she didn’t have good reason. Auror training did leave her with a different sense of wits on how to get certain people to react better to her. She had learned quickly that not everyone was charmed by her smile and wrinkled nose, that didn’t mean she did not try it. But a trade of goods was always a good second option. Being this prepared something she wished a certain group of others would have seen.  “I swear its pretty fresh, too. Growing up by the edge of the forest.” She’d been tracking some steps for other purposes, gathering the perimeter with an approaching full moon when she saw the poisonous plant growing.  @rcgulusblk​

[beatricce]

“You have very intense eyes.” She commented, sliding the parchment across the table in front of the younger student. Beatrice couldn’t manage to focus on homework and so the below the waves of her handwriting were now a set of eyes etched in blank ink. “You always look a little mad.”

@r-ab​