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She waited, arms crossed and leaning against the frame of the door as the trail of sixth years left Charms that evening. Peeking inside, she spotted the tiny witch just at the last row, she casts a small, simple spell to make a few of her papers fall to the ground - and now it’s just her, and Honeywhistle who’s half ready to rush in her help. “Oh, here, I’ll help out - thanks, Professor.” Emma says as she enters the ground, a smile charming enough to appease the Charms teacher, who leaves promptly as Emma kneels to pick up Celia’s papers, as calm and as ease as ever. “So - hey.”

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( lupine-lupin )

"Fancy seeing you here, darling - isn’t this fantastic? Look at those majestic, precious creatures - we’re flying with angels!”

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Hovering at eye level, the history tarnished textbook levitated with its pages open to 210 in the middle of an empty table in the library; her focus concentrated on the written ancient words in the texts. She only pauses for a second, grabbing a cherry tinted lipgloss from her purse before she continues to fall into the reverie that are the words. A white laptop sits at her arm reach, the monitor half closed covered in post-it notes that highlight years, quotes, or facts in an array of organized mess - and it is when she’s writing another that she senses a person behind her.

“Do you need the book? Don’t worry, I’m almost done.”

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"Wait - who said something about me? Oh, him. Don’t know him. Pity, you’d think some people would have more interesting things to do.”

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unspoolcd

"Alright children, gather around, come close...”

Sitting atop the ornamental sofa in the common room, Emma glanced at the few students lingering by the fireplace.  A grinning face welcomed once she had every glance settled on her, moving to take out the monstrous book out of her leather Cambridge satchel, leaning over its cover as she addressed the small crowd.

“I would like to ask a favor... and, Severus!” Her head shot up at the sight of the boy exiting his dormitory, a beam painting fast on doll-like features- bingo. “Severus, surely you have a moment to talk?”

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lvcinda-t​

“Aha! Just the redhead I was looking for.” The witch says with satisfaction, sneaking behind the younger snake who Emma knew was just on her way to her infamous sixth year breaks. Emma had tried to catch up with her right after the banquet, but between meetings with professors, scheduling tryouts and finding some kind of me time, it’d proven to be complicated 

“I need your opinion, dear - what did you think of the fifth year who tried out for Beater? Should we go with him, or with the fourth year witch? I’m letting go of the sixth year, though, there’s a bit too much...ego in one head.”

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Blue eyes remain on the notebook resting on her lap, sitting calm with legs crossed on the edge of the courtyard when a figure casts a shadow to her side. 

“If you come to inquire about tryouts, I’m very sorry to say you’ll have to wait for the officially announcement, darling,” soft smile paints on glossy lips; she had made that clear before. “But you’re more than welcomed to stay and give me a bit of much appreciated company. “