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Back to School Diagon Alley Festival! – Log 1

WHO: Anyone visiting Diagon Alley!
TONE: Festive and busy!
RATING: PG-13 for possible language
WHEN: August 20 through 22
WHERE: Any and all of Diagon Alley
WHAT: There is a huge festival the whole week to let students get school supplies. People from all over are flocking to Diagon Alley for the best deals. That means you might meet new people or see old friends!
STATUS: Ongoing!
NOTE: Remember that this event is semi-open! Any HP AU character can have fun here, whether you're in the game or not, so have fun!

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[If Donoghue isn't too distracted by his boring looking textbook, he might hear some barely suppresssed laughter coming from the Arithmancy section. ]

"Look at me. I'm Professor Donoghue. I read romance novels. Maybe If I hold this big, impressive looking textbook, nobody will notice that I'm browsing the Romance section. If all else fails, they'll surely be distracted by my incredibly tight pants."

Edited 2012-08-23 04:32 (UTC)

[He can hear that, thank you very much. He snaps the book shut and glares over in the direction of the voice, stalking over while trying to look as cool and collected as possible.

He pokes his head around the shelf and quirks an eyebrow.]

Lookin' for more cheatin' methods, are we?

"Maybe if I were as--"

[Wait! He just looked his way. This would probably be a good time to go back to looking for his Arithmancy textbook. Right. That's what he'll do. He'll browse the shelves here and prepare to look pleasantly surprised in case Donoghue acknowledges
He winces when Donoghue does acknowledge him, but quickly composes himself well enough to force a smile as he turns to face his professor. This is a good plan and he's sticking to it.]

Professor Donoghue! I wasn't expecting to run into you here... How are you?

Annoyed. [Staring you down, Tulio.] You're rather loud for someone pretendin' to whispet.

[Well... This isn't good. But wait! Maybe he can still salvage the situation. After all, Donoghue can't prove anything yet. Anyone could have been back here whispering derisive remarks. He's going to look innocuously confused now. ]

I don't know what you're talking about.

Then you're dumber than you look.

[Salvaging the situation is not going well at all. Right. Time for a last ditch effort. He is now going to do his level best to appear completely and utterly scandalized.]

I don't know what you're implying, Professor Donoghue, but I don't think I like it.

Come now, you should be used to this. [Hand gestures that make nothing clear.] Being called on your stupid behaviour, that is.

[eep This is definitely not going well. But damnit, he's not going to give in just yet. Maybe Donoghue will listen to reason. ]

That's not quite fair, Professor Donoghue. You can't prove I've done anything stupid yet.

Edited 2012-09-04 15:11 (UTC)

I could look at your school records. I'm waitin' for you to own up to it, c'mon now, be a man.

[He might be taking a step backwards. Away from Donoghue. Just maybe.]

Admittedly my records... aren't what they could be.

[He pauses for a moment befor looking up at his professor in what he hopes looks like a state of earnest determination. ]

But believe me, I can change!

[Please believe him.]

Edited 2012-09-06 03:19 (UTC)

[The most apathetic, unconvinced expression in the world. Tulio, he ain't buying it.]

If you can change, you will admit what you just did and then apologise as if you mean it.

[Okay... It looks like it's time to raise the stakes. He falls to his knees and hangs his head in mortified shame. Right in the middle of Flourish and Blotts. Please buy this, Donoghue.]

Professor, I don't know what I could have done to earn your disapproval and upset this time, but I'm truly, deeply sorry.

[There. That wasn't bad. ]

You know damn well what you did. I heard you.

[He looks up, smiling somewhat hopefully.]

You can't prove that was me.

Obviously I can't. It's not as if I recorded you speakin', I have no physical proof that you spend your free time galavantin' behind bookshelves whilst mockin' your teachers. That's why I had hoped you'd be man enough to own up to it.

Of course I'm not- I have nothing to gain by owning up to it and everything to lose so why would I--

[Wait...

he just said too much.]

[Smiiiiiirk.]

Funny how that works. How would you like to see me in my office on the first week back?

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Back to School Diagon Alley Festival! – Log 1

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Whispet? :p

I WAS TIRED /KILLS YOU

WHISPET.

careless whisper

Careless Whippet

Plays the saxaphone for ten hours

And I'm never gonna dance again

Guilty feet have got no rhythm

So it's easy to pretend. I know you're not a fool.

I should have known better than to cheat a friend

And waste the chance that I'd been given

So I'm never gonna dance again

The way I danced with yooouuuuuuuu....

Time can never meeeeend