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Post by Cami on May 13, 2010 15:49:02 GMT -5
No sane student would dream of sneaking into Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Not if they didn't want to give a peepshow to the resident ghost. Alas, the other bathroom was backed up and she really needed to privacy for what she was doing. Cami could be considered a good student usually, but she suspected what she was about to do was illegal in eleven countries. Out of her bag came a cauldron, a handful of ingredients, and a small burner. Soon the bathroom reeked of old forgotten socks. With a wicked grin she continued stirring this delightful little potion. Of course this potion was not for her. She was being paid a small sum by a younger Gryffindor. She suspected the lad was following in the Weasley twin's footsteps. She also knew she would be dropping by the kitchens for her meals until he'd used all of this potion. No way was she partaking of the normal food.
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Post by Clint on May 19, 2010 17:28:11 GMT -5
Clint's footsteps slowed as he caught a whiff of something drifting in from the Girl's bathroom on the second floor. "Good lord, that reeks." He muttered as he pinched his nose and breathed through his mouth. The taste wasn't much better but it was an improvement. "Smells like my bedroom." He said in a nasally voice. Cautiously he poked his head in through the door after checking to see that no one was in the corridor. A sound caught his attention, it took him a moment to realize what it was. "Is someone mixing a potion?" He called into the bathroom with his nasally voice.
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Post by Cami on May 20, 2010 16:41:47 GMT -5
Cami froze as she heard the unmistakable sound of someone coming down the hallway. Her heart began to pound as they stopped right outside the bathroom door. Please don't let it be a professor! She prayed fervently to whatever deity was listening at the time. She relaxed slightly as the unmistakable tone of a student drifted through the door. Now she found ehrself praying that he wouldn't come in, whoever he was.
"Maybe?" Her answer came out more of as a question in an equally nasally voice..
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Post by Clint on May 20, 2010 17:07:54 GMT -5
He gingerly stepped inside the bathroom, half expecting girls to jump out screaming stalker or some other such nonsense. "It's Clint, by the way." he called as he stepped around the corner. "Just in case you were worried." He found a Ravenclaw girl in one of the stalls brewing the foul smelling potion." That reeks." He helpfully remarked. "Need help?"
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Post by Cami on May 24, 2010 14:40:50 GMT -5
"Not particularly," Cami replied, turning her attention back to the reeking potion he was in the midst of brewing. "You don't sound much like any professor I've heard." A couple of counterclockwise stirs and all it needed was to simmer for thirty-seven minutes.
"No, I don't need help. It's almost done." She answered calmly as she pushed her frizzy, limp-looking red hair out of her face. She would need to shower after this. It would take ages to get the stink out of her hair.
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Post by Clint on Jul 2, 2010 17:34:49 GMT -5
"No I suppose I don't." Clint agreed, "I sound far too young to be a professor, don't I?" He couldn't for the life of him guess what potion she was brewing. Judging by the fact it was in the bathroom, and not the potion's room it probably wasn't something he cared to try. "So what is it?" He asked, peering into the cauldron.
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Post by Cami on Jul 10, 2010 17:45:28 GMT -5
"Mmmm," Cami muttered distractedly as she watched her potion. "What? Oh, yes you do sound too young." Cami could just feel the curiosity emanating from him. She wasn't about to answer it though, not unless he asked. Speak of the devil...
"Oh, this is a lovely potion that will cause the drinker to turn into the same creature as their patronus." She answered absent-mindedly. "It's illegal, I think."
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