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A very dazed-looking and happy Professor Maturin strolled down the hallway which happens to be near the popcorn room. His unofficial week off had been rather a success, all things considered, but now it was time to get back to work. Whether he was thinking about work or about the previous week, he was certainly not paying attention to where he was going, and almost collided with Oliver Wood.
"A good day to you, Mr Wood," he said, cheerfully. Oliver was really a very nice boy, and took very good care of that nice fish Nemo.
Except that Oliver didn't seem to be feeling very friendly at the moment ...
"A good day to you, Mr Wood," he said, cheerfully. Oliver was really a very nice boy, and took very good care of that nice fish Nemo.
Except that Oliver didn't seem to be feeling very friendly at the moment ...
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Date: 2006-05-04 02:04 am (UTC)Stephen,
You mean, mad in a way that has him no longer obsessing over Quidditch? Clearly he's in dire need of some sort of Sanity Potion, if such a thing exists.
I'll be there in a few minutes. Need any supplies brought for you?
~Ryuuji
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Date: 2006-05-04 02:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-04 02:10 am (UTC)Stephen,
Good call on the Calmng Draught. I'll bring the stuff up, then.
...And in the interests of scientific explanation, ask him if he thinks Snape is cooler than Quidditch?
~Ryuuji