in your place, OPEN!

[alice]

Manicured fingers delicately brushed the smooth glass of the Ravenclaw hourglass we're in second ... the thoughts ran across her mind, almost unheeded against the constant rush of other oncoming thoughts. it's as good as first, considering that the Slytherin house will always win. the thought had a final feeling to it- a feeling she didn't like. Alice wasn't one to back down when it came to something she thought of as unfair or "fixed" so a certain player could win. Unfortunately the Slytherins were favored by all of the teachers- they were, after all, the purest of the pure, and under the eye of Salazar Slytherin himself. Weren't they?

She thought it was all bullshit, Alice did. Why were the Slytherins any better than she was? Alice, after all, had a manor in Wiltshire, and was of pure descent herself. Scoffing at her own thoughts, the girl shook her head. Honey blond curls shook gently back and forth even after the movement stopped. Of course she was of pureblood- look at where she was. Hogwarts. She hated it here, though; she hoped to god she wouldn't have to send her children here. It was a terrible place for anybody. Except the Slytherins, of course, and even they cried when they had the Crutacious curse layed on their backs. It was a dreadful thing, but something that happened to everybody at least a few times in their Hogwarts career. Cringing inwardly, she remembered her first time under her Dark Arts teacher's wand.

She'd spoken up for herself and her classmates, and where had it gotten her? Nowhere but on the floor in racking sobs- scaring the others to the point of doing whatever they were told, even if they were told to Avada Kedavra her. Of course, they hadn't been ordered to do that- Alice was standing there before the great, sapphire filled hourglass, wasn't she? But as the years progressed they'd been taught all the Dark spells and how the wield them properly, and a little on how to defend themselves from them. It was pure madness, in her mind.

Alice leaned against the hourglass and slid downward, sighing as she pulled her knees to her chest. It was dinner time, everybody else was in the great hall. She could hear the noises they made as they ate; cheer was always as thick in the air as the smell of well prepared food during meal times. Those were the only times, besides after and before classes, that students were allowed to be themselves, and just talk with one another. Of course, they couldn't talk openly, unless they wanted to get into a heap of trouble, but they could talk all the same. It was a nice change to the monotonous day, when they were drilled through all sorts of things and forced to do things they didn't want to.

Her knees to her chest, and her chin resting upon them, Alice wondered when it would all end. When she'd finally be free. Not just of the school, but of the madness of the entire world- the stupidity of most purebloods amazed her, and she wished she could rid herself of their nonsense. Hearing foot steps, and feeling eyes on her side, Alice glanced upward to see who had come out of the Great Hall. She hoped she was at least friendly with them.

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[/font]ounds of the Great Hall drowned out most of her other senses. That she let drown out. Gentle hands wrapped around the goblet that lay in front of her plate that she'd barely touched over the hour for dinner. The Headmaster was a seat away from her, she remained silent, adjusting her black cloak, standard, before nodding softly to the Dark Arts professor. Upon another teacher leaving, she hovered for a moment, before excusing herself and getting up herself. Heels clicked softly on the floor, before she exited smoothly out of a back door, wanting to get out and head back to her room and grade some pre-tests she'd handed out. Just to see where the pupils were with their transfiguration. Most complained it was a hard class. It was, she'd admit. But with guidance, she knew all of them could pass, even the ones who slept in the back of her room.

W[/font]hy did it matter who was who? She thought purebloods were better, yes, but with purebloods in different houses, they were treated differently than if they were in Slytherin. Which was why she treated all students the same, though she'd admit she favored the purebloods a bit more than any others. Or ones she presumed to be purebloods based on their academics, features and how they acted around others. It was hard though, to decipher who was who now. So many people had two-faces they put on for others to see, and intimacy faces they had for loved ones. She personally had one and a half faces, the main one was for her students. As heels lead her out into the hallway in front of the Great Hall, she soon passed by the hourglasses of the four houses.

A[/font]t first glance, she didn't see anything, being too invovled with her thoughts, though on a second take, she noticed something - someone. Arching an eyebrow, she brushed back her wavy blonde hair, as she approached it. The - now - 5'9" teacher approached it and spotted a 5th year leaning against the Ravenclaw hour glass. Pausing, she offered a gentle smile, recognizing the girl immediately. Alice Starling, if she remember her name correctly. Yes, that was it. Hovering by her softly, Professor Penn tilted her head, before speaking, "Miss Starling..." she greeted her, "Are you not hungry tonight?" she inquired, meaning she should probably be somewhere with supervision. "Or just needing space to think? I'll let you be." Professor Penn added gently.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[alice]

The shadow, it seemed, and the foot steps for that matter, belonged to one of her favorite teachers. Now, she wasn't the favorite teacher because she treated everybody like they were children and didn't force them to do anything- oh no, in fact it was quite the opposite. She loved this teacher for her strict ways, and keen eye. Professor Penn was harsh, though ready to help a student who she knew was dedicated. Alice herself quite liked the class- liked learning about how to manipulate objects through magic into all new items.

She rose slowly, testing her legs to make sure they hadn't completely fallen asleep. Placing a wide-spread hand on one of the large hourglasses, she furrowed her brow and stared at the teacher for a moment. No, hungry she definitely was. But it was too late to eat as of now- the Students were getting finished with Desert and soon it would be time to head back to Dorms. Alice would just have to starve until breakfast- it was the way of Hogwarts now a days. Unless, of course, you were lucky enough to grab something from the kitchens, and almost nobody dared try it these days.

Letting out a sigh, she took her pressure from the hourglass and stood straight up. Her leg had finally awoken from it's slumber- the tingling in it had gone from sharp and painful, to a dull throb. It was okay to put her weight on it now.

Her deep blue eyes appraised the teacher. Eleanor Penn- definitely a teacher she would be able to confide in. All the other teachers were so ... cruel. It was as if they enjoyed torturing their students when they had to apply the crutacious curse- as if they truly thought bringing incredible pain on a student was a joyful experience. Perhaps it was a power trip? Oh, Alice knew all about those. She was surrounded by people who got off on power trips. Ravenclaw students and Slytherin students alike were known for it. However, Alice was different. She didn't care for power; it only held you back to be responsible for others.

Her stomach growled gently, just as the first few students pilled through the opening and trotted up the stairs, not paying the student and teacher any mind. "No, I would enjoy the company." She said, keeping it simple.

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[/font]yes didn't betray their hope. One of her best students - which was probably why she did tend to go a be strict on her, but outside of her classroom, she was softer on all of them. A motherly type, one past student had called her. Lips parted into a light smile at the 5th year as she attempted to stand. Arms tensed, and she prepared herself to help the girl up if she needed it. Tilting her head softly, a blonde lock falling past her ear she'd tucked it behind earlier. Arching an eyebrow lightly, as if silently asking what she was doing here. Blue eyes narrowed up towards the Ravenclaw hourglass, then the Slytherin one next to it. Slytherins always won, Gryffindor always lost - most of the time. It was just how it was.

B[/font][/size]ack before all of this, she could easily remember how lively the halls seemed. Instead of how dreary they were now. Which was why she always made a point to have natural light in her room. With the large windows, it seemed to lighten the students' moods, which she had aimed for. They seemed to learn easier and pay attention more. Watching Alice get up, knowing she was a strong young woman, Eleanor Penn's brows furrowed lightly. Was she all right? Most likely, or she hoped Alice would take herself to the nurse. Smiling weakly towards the pupil, one of the ones she hoped to have in her Advanced Transfiguration class next year, or even this year, she was skilled in it, and excelled.

T[/font][/size]he doors to the Great Hall opened, and students slowly began to filter out into the hall way. When the fellow blonde responded, Eleanor Peen nodded gently, and stepped aside to let another Professor brush by. Stepping back to her original place, eyes scanned Alice carefully, though nodded, "All right." she smiled lightly. Fingers brushed her wand, which was tucked away into her cloak pocket for now, unless she needed it if a fight or something broke out, which they sometimes did. Though, she suddenly heard a faint rumbling. Eyes turned to Alice, realizing it must have been the girl's stomach. Grinning weakly, she gestured, "Let's go get you something to eat, shall we?"

S[/font]cheming a plan, she decided she could play it off that Alice had stayed behind to help her with stuff and had accidentally missed dinner. Heels clicked on the hard floor, before turning back to the girl to see if she was coming, the blonde reassured her, "Don't worry, you'll be fine...there are always left-overs." Eleanor Penn nodded solemnly, remembering as a student she'd steal once in awhile. Now, if she did take some food, it was little, but it would be able to hold the student over till tomorrow morning for breakfast. She wouldn't let anyone starve on her watch. No matter what the consequences.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[alice]

The students, some glancing their way at last, were finally just vestige of the massive surge that had come at first. Most of them were Gryffindors, adorned by dull robes and glassy eyes. Most of them would be forever haunted by the treatment they received in these rooms and halls. Alice shuddered before she could stop herself from doing so. It had been gamble, putting on that ragged old hat, and she'd thought for sure she'd be in either Slytherin or Gryffindor. She was glad that it had threw her such a wildcard as Ravenclaw, without any prejudice or expectancy attached to it.

She shook her head gently at a girl she knew in the Gryffindor house; a spunky young thing. She seemed almost worried, as if she wanted to come and save Alice. A smile lit up her face once she realized Alice was fine, and they exchanged a small wave. While it wasn't advised to be caught with the likes of a Gryffindor, this girl was also a pureblood, and Alice needed good people in her group of friends, especially once she entered the world of adults. It would be much trickier their, to decide between friend and enemy. It cast a sad feeling across her entirety to realize how sheltered they were in Hogwarts.

Something to eat? Had the teacher read her mind? Alice visibly perked up at the thought. She was hungry, she just couldn't stand the Great Hall anymore- or, perhaps stomach it was the correct term.

Watching the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws in their indifference, all off in a little world all to themselves was sickening, while the Slytherins and Gryffindors were dancing a deadly number. The Gryffindors would all shift downward, eating quickly and barely speaking a word among themselves for fear that they would be singled out for it. The Slytherin students stared them down like wolves at the hunt- their eyes glittering with malice. Or, well, most of them had the look about them anyway. It was hard to ignore, the jokes and comments made so loudly about some of the Gryffindors; she wondered how her classmates were able to sit through it without trying to aid the other house?

Oh, that was right. Nobody else wanted to be singled out, either.

Cowards, Alice thought All of them. Just sitting there while the other house ... She squeezed her eyes shut then opened them again, refusing to shudder. She was strong and extremely bright- she could figure something out. And even if she couldn't, it was only a couple of years until she was out of Hogwarts.

"I'd like that." Alice said slowly in response to her finding something to eat. " She knew the risk the teacher was taking, however, and gave her a cautious look- almost one of warning. She shouldn't like to think her favorite teacher would get in trouble just so she wouldn't starve until Breakfast time.

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[/font]tudents filed from the Great Hall, some casting glances their way, most remained silent and kept their gazes away. Slytherins, on the other hand, their eyes remained up, and Penn made eye contact with some of them, as if daring them to try and do something. Her eyes flashed an amber color, revealing she was highly thinking about shifting into her snow leopard form. Some students shuffled away, though in the end, the rest of them did. Snorting to herself, the blonde shifted her attention back on Alice, then noticed her shake her head. Arching an eyebrow, she turned to see another few students, but couldn't tell who she had silently told not to approach.

P[/font]rofessor Penn then spun on her heel and flicked her wand, without saying a word, and the lights in the hallway dimmed, making the job easier for who-ever snuffed them out. Sighing softly, she tilted her head, before Eleanor fell silent, letting Alice think. Though, once the fellow blonde responded, she grinned weakly, and held her wand out, before muttering, "Try and remain quiet." She reassured her, before then, heading down to the kitchen, looking like she knew what she was doing. Keeping Alice out of sight, she spotted some house-elves working hurriedly for tomorrow morning.

H[/font]er eyes landed on some left-overs that hadn't been touched and were still on the serving plate, ready to be thrown out. Grabbing it, she paused when an house elf shouted at her, demanding to know what she was doing. "I'm taking food for a student who missed dinner. They were serving detention in my room." The house elf eyed the food, noticed it was a left-over, and waved her hand, "Go ahead, take the left-overs...little buggar probably deserves it." Without saying another comment, Penn headed back out to where she hoped Alice still was.

H[/font]anding the plate to Alice, she grinned weakly, and offered, since they were in a hallway, though quiet, she didn't want Alice to get caught by another teacher who wouldn't be so merciful. "Would you like to eat in my office? It's a little more....private." she gestured to where she thought she heard someone coming around the corner. Quickly pressing Alice into a crevice she could fit in behind a statue, Professor Penn leaned against the wall, when another Professor walked by, "Keeping an eye for stragglers?" Penn nodded softly, noting his wary eyes scanning around her, "Of course. You can sleep well tonight, Professor."

W[/font]ith his departure, Penn sighed and tucked her wand away, before looking silently to Alice, and nodded weakly. This time, they didn't get caught. Otherwise, they both would have most likely gotten caught and both punished. She - most likely just the crutacious curse on her for a few minutes, Alice - she hoped nothing too bad. Eying the girl lightly, she smiled reassuringly, letting her decide what she wanted to do.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[alice]

Alice was always quiet, her small frame allowing for soft foot steps. She had always been slightly feline, as well; she had a knack for grace and proper posture, and all of her years of dance had taught her balance. This created the perfect combination for being incredibly stealthy. When Alice didn't want to be found, you could almost always guarantee she wouldn't be found by anybody.

Her feet made little to no noise, even once they stepped from the carpeting onto cold steps and finally down to a stone pathway. It was long and reeked of must and woodrot. Her nose wrinkled slightly, not used to such a stench. She only took one class in the dungeons, and that class was both rushed into and rushed out of- in order to spend as little time in the shadowy belly of Hogwarts.

Alice's stomach growled, seemingly in appreciation, when the teacher retrieved the platter and turned, walking with Alice to her Office. Freezing like a mouse before a cat, the girl allowed herself to be pushed in the crevice, not a slip of a sound escaping her pursed lips, eyes copying the look by snapping shut themselves. Once the other Professor was gone, Alice nodded weakly to her mentor and teacher, before speaking.

"I think I should like eating in your office, if you don't mind. You've already risked enough for me, and I can sneak out to under the Quidditch Benches if need be. I do it a lot these days." She mused, eyes betraying the fact that she would rather eat in the office with the professor than anything else- the bleachers were a terrible place to be eating. "Of course I can," Alice said, smiling at her teacher easily, "I'd love to, and I think I know quite a few people who would like them." She added in the last part thoughtfully, going through her mental "little black book" of people she knew.

[alice]

posted, luffeh =D

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[/font]t really wasn't all that difficult to get things done here if she wanted to do them herself. At Hogwarts, it was a dog-eat-dog world, for purebloods, you really didn't need to worry, impurities, keep your head down. Gryffindors, don't get in Slytherins ways. She'd been a Slytherin, though she was usually a bit more quiet, to make sure she didn't make too many enemies, since she had dreamed of becoming a teacher here someday. Someone once said, "the only person you can truly trust, is yourself." Eleanor didn't remember who told her that, but those words were ones to live by, to keep in the back of your mind when thinking about things throughout life, debating if she should trust someone or not.

B[/font]lue eyes turned back to the pupil as she emerged from the crevice she'd pushed her into when the other Professor had come by. Brushing back some of her hair to make sure it wouldn't bother her again, the Miss Penn nodded softly, as Alice took the platter. Heels clicked slightly on the floor, as she began to lead Alice to her Office outside her classroom where she usually taught. Looking up as they approached the ever-changing stairs, she flicked her wand lazily, pushing the stair-way back to where they needed it to be so they could walk straight up to another floor, then the next back up to her classroom.

E[/font]leanor glanced towards Alice upon her words, saying about eating in her office. The office was a nice place to eat, she usually ate in there for breakfast and lunch, usually either too busy planning lessons or grading papers and how students were doing. Even once in awhile tutoring, once the student finished their meal, they could return to her class for tutoring, or during a free period if she wasn't instructing. "You're welcome to eat with me any time you wish, Alice." she simply stated, smoothing out her blouse, heading up the stairs poised. "I could use some extra help if you don't mind either. The first-years are always a little...jumpy." she grinned lightly, recruiting Alice if she wished to help.

A[/font]s the duo approached her classroom, she murmured the password to her lock swiftly, then entered her room. The windows' curtains were drawn, they usually were during nighttime, but during the day, they were always open, natural lighting seemed to help keep the students' minds open, their ears paying attention throughout the class. Miss Penn gestured to the stairs that led to her office, leading Alice up there with her, placing a spell on Alice's food quickly to reheat it. Upon entering her well-designed office, it was clear the woman had excellent taste. Decorated in rich golds, greens and candles, her office was - calming. Eleanor sat in her chair behind her desk, opening the window to her left, Alice's right, "I have pumpkin juice if you want some." she offered, before getting a cup of pumpkin for herself, and keeping it out in case Alice wanted some too.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[alice]

Alice followed the professor, with the platter of food. Her stomach voiced it's opinion over what was held on the plate- and Alice reminded herself never to miss a meal again. The professor was risking quite a bit for her, and she didn't fancy finding her professor hurt or otherwise because she had been rebellious and missed a dinner.

Turning her head this way and that, Alice continued to be the constant look out, in case another teacher or student decided to stumble upon their small parade. It always made her jumpy, being in Hogwarts alone, or even in the company of one other person. Especially with the knowledge that what they were doing was strictly against the schools policy. That, of course, made her all the more anxious to just get where they had been going.

When they came to the staircases, Alice let out a sigh of obvious relief and let her body relax. Their ascent was a quick one that gave no chance for any to come upon them in their last moments of being out in the open.

Entering the office, Alice took a quick glance around. It was a rather relaxing place, one that gave her the feeling of being at home, almost. A warm, inviting place, that was decorated by somebody with good taste and ability to put something together that looked wonderful in the end result. Placing the food down, she sunk into the chair and looked at the Professor, eyes lighting as she offered to allow Alice to help her. "Oh yes, that would be wonderful. They are jumpy, aren't they? Always so squirrelly." She gave a slight laugh at the thought, though it was true.

"I'd love some." She said, in response to her asking after the Pumpkin Juice. Taking up a fork, Alice placed a mouthful of Mashed Potatoes in her mouth, and from there on it was hard to stop eating. It was so good- it always was. Remembering her pureblood manners, she ate delicately, and in a lady like way, but she was still quick about it.

Looking up once she'd finished half the meal, she asked the teacher a question. "You're an animagi, right?" It was spoken with hesitation, as if Alice wasn't sure about the ground she was treading on. It was well known through out the school that the teacher was, however Alice had never seen her transformed, nor had she ever heard the teacher confirm outright that she was. None of the students ever asked, either too scared or just not interested in the answer. As a Ravenclaw, however, Alice was always after answers.

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[/font]he trip to her office had been of decent length, but it seemed longer to both of them - she guessed Alice as well. The thought of being caught was always on her mind, especially since she treated everyone the same. Just yesterday, she had called out a Slytherin for not doing what she'd asked him to do. He did do what she told him, but after she haranged him a bit. Professor Penn had a zero-tolerance policy and she performed it. It was her - platform she teetered on everyday as a teacher here at Hogwarts, though she did favor Purebloods in Slytherin and Ravenclaw a bit more than muggleborns, if they were here.

S[/font]itting in her chair, she then undid her hair, which had been up and let it tumble down about her shoulders and slightly below. Eyes looked to Alice as the student ate, still retaining her pureblood mannerisms. Tucking away her hair tie, she then looked up when she responded about the first-years. Laughing lightly, Eleanor Penn responded, "I agree, but most first-years are. I will admit I was my first day." she shrugged, smiling weakly. It was a well-known fact, most kids were always jumpy their first few weeks at school, though this was even after Christmas break, she was surprised some were still antsy in her class. Maybe because it was hard? Who knew, she certainly didn't think it was, but then again, she was the teacher, professor of it. She just hoped she made it easy enough for everyone, though not too easy they got lazy and bored with it.

W[/font][/size]and was produced from the black cloak all teachers wore, and she flicked it, the pumpkin juice jug lifting itself and pouring into a cup for Alice. Letting the girl take it, Penn tucked the jug back into her cupboard for it, a cupboard also for medicines that had some herbs and other suchs things in it. Smiling lightly at a paper she saw, labeled "First Year Plans," Penn tucked that away, as Alice looked up, after devouring about half the food on her plate. Course, when the question was voiced, the blonde tensed slightly, though she didn't show it. Her eyes softened, then she bobbed her head up and down once to show she was. "Yes, am I." she calmly replied, shifting in her chair slightly. "Why do you ask?" she asked, curiously.

P[/font]enn was never one to wander around too much as her black panther. Usually in class once in awhile if she felt the need to encourage the kids to show them what they could do if they so desired. Course, they couldn't really pick their animal, it was based on their personality. Eleanor tilted her head lightly towards Alice, she was purely interested in why she'd asked her directly. Half the kids usually just watched her, or so her paranoia allowed her to think without ever asking anything of it. Setting her third-year plans into their proper place, tidying it up a bit, Eleanor grinned weakly towards Alice, then held up a slip of parchment, "I'll be annoucing this to your class tomorrow most likely, but I have a friend who will be coming in. She's also a transfiguration major, you could say. So you don't have to listen to me for one day." she laughed lightly, "This is just to let everyone know, but it's during a study period for most students, this is just if you want to, I thought you might like to know."[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[alice]

She smiled, though it was a wanton feeling that filled her. So bittersweet were the memories she held of her first days at Hogwarts. How exciting it had been, exciting indeed! However, her dreams of what she would accomplish and who she would be at the school had been shattered once she'd set foot in that Dark Arts classroom. She'd known something was wrong with the teachers, however it was that one day that it all came crashing down on her; they were both psychotic and corrupt. Or, at least most of them were in her view. There were good ones, such as the woman who sat in front of her.

"I'll admit I was as well, my first few days." She said, in a more even tone than Alice had intended.

Her pumpkin juice sat in front of her, untouched for a moment, before she lifted it to her lips, taking a small sip. It was a sweet, delicious fluid. Enjoying it for a moment, Alice chose her answer carefully, reviewing it in her mind before she answered it aloud. "I would rather hear the answer straight from you, instead of random and most likely unreliable sources from around the school." Alice said it in a tone that suggested she meant no offense, and surely wished she'd caused none in the teacher.

With eyes that soaked in everything they saw, Alice studied her teacher and the movements she made in the room. Papers were soon procured, and she seemed puzzled if only for a moment. Lifting a hand out, she received them with a graceful air and grateful hands. Reading the titles, then skimming through the text, the Ravenclaw seemed pleased by them, in a way. It would be a good experience to see another in the class room, something that would get her interested and keep her attention.

Though dedicated as she was, Alice lost interest in a class about halfway through; she could never keep her attention if the lessons were always the same, and always so boring with the same teaching techniques admonished by the same people.

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[/font]rofessor Penn's eyes glazed slightly as her thoughts drifted back to her days at Hogwarts, before Harry Potter - mostly. She had been a sixth year when he entered, and she didn't honestly care, it was back when Gryffindors were on top and Slytherins were treated as they were now. Lips pursed, remembering the day Hermione Granger had showed her up in class. Eleanor didn't really like that, but she didn't do anything about it, except a few other Slytherins did. Hogwarts now seemed so much more - complicated, and she could only imagine how the Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs and even the Gryffindors felt. To be last, underneath the thumb of the teachers and Slytherins.

S[/font][/size]he still disliked the fact all the houses were treated the same. Why was that? Even purebloods, like Alice was a perfect example, she was a pureblood, but because she wasn't in Slytherin, she was looked down upon. A soft smile appeared on Eleanor's lips when Alice admitted she had been too. "I'm sure everyone was, really." she winked, meaning even the harsh teachers that taught here had been awkward their first day here or so years ago. Tilting her head lightly, Eleanor locked her gaze onto Alice - it wasn't harsh or odd though, it was as if Eleanor was deciding something. She was - in a way. Eleanor saw a lot of herself in the student, a factor she didn't see usually was dedication to all of her classes, and not just one.

T[/font][/size]he teacher nodded solemnly at Alice's response, she didn't seem to mind it. And in truth, she didn't. It was nice someone had approached her about it and didn't assume something whether it was true or not, "That's very big of you, Alice." she stated calmly, finishing off her pumpkin juice then. Nose wrinkled slightly when her keen senses caught a whiff of something from the open window. Quickly, wand flicked in the air, and the window shut, while the blonde patted her thigh, as a dog padded from the other room in the office. "I have a method, it's also to change things up a bit, get rid of me for a day." she winked, knowing some students might enjoy not having her on their backs for once.

T[/font]he wolf-dog hybrid, which looked like a wolf-husky mix ruffled his hackles slightly, before Eleanor hushed him, "This is Major, and Yuna..." she frowned, before Yuna pecked at her door, when the office door opened, the owl glided in and onto her perch, closer to Alice than Eleanor. Sighing, Eleanor noticed the note, and asked Alice, while Major kept her busy, "Could you get that letter for me? Yuna doesn't bite." Major whined, begging to be fed, and Prfoessor Penn did, taking the letter from Alice, thanking the student as Yuna chirped towards Alice, ruffling her feathers lightly. "Will you need me to escort you to your dormatory, Miss Starling?" she smiled weakly at her own inquiry, "I'd be glad to, make sure you get there all right." she mentioned, putting the letter aside for later, labelled, "Elle."[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]