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May 17, 2017 19:38:24 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on May 17, 2017 19:38:24 GMT -7
@dastan
This month hadn't been Ondina's favorite. she had two 'tasks' she needed to complete, and this month in particular was a bad month to do either. The first was more for.. well pleasure of sorts. Keeping an eye on a Beauxbaton boy. Thus far though she'd yet to even meet him. The second... Test another potion for Elaine on a few unsuspecting students. Unfortunately someone had decided to plaster the school in 'anti-love potion' posters. Plus Professor Longbottom, a man who Ondina felt so oblivious you could walk an elephant in front of him and he wouldn't notice, had been replaced with Professor McGonagall. A woman who had played a crucial role in the last two Wizarding wars, with a reputation for being strict and severe, giving no leeway. To make matters worse Ondina had received a letter from her mother to say how glad she was that Professor McGonagal had returned, because if anyone knew how to protect Hogwarts from internal and external attacks it was someone who'd seen every possibly in existence. Almost immediately after hearing all this Ondina sent a brief letter to Elaine, simply explaining that it wasn't safe to go through with the potion right now. And then as an extra precaution she'd hidden the potion somewhere in the castle, so that it couldn't be tied back to her in case Grey ever told a teacher.
Today she found herself up in one of the towers, leaning against the wall as she stared out a window, deep in thought. She knew she needed to complete at least one of the tasks Elaine had requested, and right now that meant the Beauxbaton boy. The only problem was she hadn't met him. Didn't even know what he looked like. Her thoughts revolved entirely on how to change that and how to inject herself in Dastan Oscarsson's life...
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May 27, 2017 11:17:07 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on May 27, 2017 11:17:07 GMT -7
Dastan was wandering around Hogwarts. It was something he'd done since coming here for the Triwizard Task, but as of late he was doing it much more frequently on his own. He was thinking, sort of. Thinking of his brother, of what he did to avenge him, and also thinking of his promise to the woman who delivered the men to him. Something about promising loyalty and to spy on the people he knew at Hogwarts. He felt a little guilty for that, knew that spying on Gwen and the others was not the best thing to do, it certainly wasn't honest, but he already agreed to it. He received what he wanted, but did he really want it? He was starting to feel doubts over his decision to follow ... whoever it was that delivered those men to him. He came to a staircase and followed it, hoping it would lead to one of the towers, where he would be able to get some fresh air. He looked up the staircase and froze when he saw someone in it. That was something he hadn't expected. "Excuse me," he said politely. "I'm just going up." Hopefully she wouldn't mind him passing her on the staircase. She looked a little familiar, but Dastan was positive he'd never spoken with her before. Well, there was a first time for everything. Depending on her mood, he might not make it to the top of the tower. If she wanted to talk, Dastan wasn't going to be rude. Ondina Nell Weasley
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