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[alex-moody-church]

Alex swept Daisy into a firm hug the minute he saw her, unable to hold back  a grin when he finally set her down. 

“It’s great to see you, Daisy. How have you been doing?” he wanted to know everything. They’d both be back to teaching together in the fall, but Alex wasn’t willing to wait that long to try putting his life back together. 

“Sorry there’s not much to the building right now,” he said somewhat sheepishly, glancing around the small space with only a desk and some printing presses he was working on fixing. “There’s a kitchen space in the back though and I’ve got tea started. I’d’ve invited you to the house, but the wards these days are...” 

He sucked in a quick, painful breath. He and Alastor’s home was so warded he wasn’t even sure the Dark Lord could find his way in. Bringing in guests was more than a bit of a hassle because of it. “Anyways, I’m glad to see you.”

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[alex-moody-church]

Sorry About the Cake

Alex had been so busy, having come into his post with much less time to prepare than was desired, that he hadn’t had time to truly acquaint himself with his fellow faculty. Some, however, he’d known from before, so it was a relief when he finally got a quiet moment to catch up. 

Setting down their tea, he sank into the chair across from Daisy in the comfortable chairs of the Hogwarts teacher lounge, grateful for the chance to sit after several days on his feet. Even with the school healer, Madame Pomfrey, occasionally coming and fussing over him, some of his wounds were slow to heal.

“So, how’s the first week been?” he asked, smiling softly. “Not feeling too overwhelmed, I hope?”

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[editor-in-strange]

White Knighting

If Walden didn’t like him after this, then Rodolphus would have to accept that the man really was certifiably insane. He’d already dispatched of a fair number of the inferi, although he wasn’t completely unscathed- he’d need a new jacket, and there were teeth marks on one of his calves- and spent a fair amount of that time ushering people towards safer sections of the town. He was being a god-damned hero for once, and it was exhausting, and annoying. 

Still, when he spotted someone who could only be Daisy McNair- former Quibbler employee, Hogwarts Muggle Studies Teacher, a pureblood who scoffed at all their traditions- he rallied himself. 

“Incendio!” He slashed his wand viciously through the air, an arc of pale fire shooting across several inferi making their way towards her. They were caught on fire and pushed back, but it would take more to kill them. 

“Mrs. McNair, you seem to find yourself in need of an escort,” he said lightly, approaching with a smile even as he turned and shot out another jet of fire. “I hope my company might suffice, for this evening at least.”

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