[Open] Dirty Lenses

[ridleycovell]

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[adacabot]

It was Fay. She had just gotten out of a horrible vision, some in this school knew by now what she could do others, not so much some students knew but she had no time to talk to the professors so she had left it at that. Her white cane was in front of her and she smiled slightly as she approached him. She put her fist over her heart and bowed. "Merry Meet Professor, forgive me" she apologized she had not meant to be here really, she had been just walking around not seeing or meeting anyone just getting reaquainted making sure things didn't change too much. "I take it that this is the Charms classroom, it was when I was here years and years and years ago" if she closed her eyes Fay could almost see she, her sister, her girlfriend and her best friend practicing different charms year after year only in her final year it had been just she and her sister and they had sat at the oppisite ends of the place. Professor Flitwick had well, not agreed but after the first lesson of the year where the two of them had started a duel and not the spells they had been taught, he had no choice but to let them.

"oh, forgive me my name is Fay" she explained as she swept the area with her cane before she approached him further. "I'd love some tea, thank you" she told him. The last thing she needed was to trip or anything so she made sure she had enough grip on her cane and what not. "M-May I sit down?" she asked pulling a strand of her strawberry blond hair from her face.

[ridleycovell]

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[adacabot]

Fay put her hand out making sure that she was near enough to the table than she took her hand back and felt for the back of the chair, knowing for sure now that she was not going to fall on her butt she sat on the chair. He knew the term Blessed Be, not many did know. She thought to ask about it later but she decided to tell him who she was it couldn't hurt and knowledge was power. "You have not seen me before Professor due to the fact that I had left the wizarding world fifteen long years ago, I've been in Manhattan since I graduated from Hogwarts" she told him as she pulled her hair out of her face again. Her black and yellow robe, signifying that she was of Hufflepuff house felt snug around her small frame. "As you can see I was a former Hufflepuff and my favorite subject was Charms" she wasn't lying there. She had loved to do different Charms spells in fact, her wand was known for being good with Charms work.

As she talked she took her white cane and folded it up four times until it became 1/4th of its original size. She put the cane next to her and drank the tea gratefully. “Thanks for having me, and for the tea too...I hope I'm not interrupting or being intrusive” She had not been too much around humans well not in a face-to-face format she had however talked to fans of her series through snail mail when she had been at New York. It was perhaps this reason that Fay was shy.