Well Maris always felt she was the most productive in the early morning, there was something to be said about the castle at night. Little imperfections were easier to gloss over in the dimmer lighting and for a few hours it felt like she had the castle to herself, no gaggles of students dropping...
Maris spent the first several minutes of the camp out lurking near the edge of the fire light, eyes sharp as the various club members gathered and dispersed about the different activities. It was good she was here to keep an eye on things, able to prevent a potential disaster before it became a...
Ahaha yeah I feel that, no worries. And yes, let's see how they vibe! Spilled tea thread sounds good, Maris would either be frustrated (if she's the one spilling it) or click her tongue if she thinks she has to start cleaning up after the professors and the students if Elvera's doing it :r
Hey Mia!
I don't know if it would work and might be something we can see if there's any chemistry for, but I'd be interested to see how Maris and Elvera might work together, whether as friends or something more. She'd quite distant from a lot of the students and staff so it would be good if she...
Maris allowed a rare, quick smile as she watched Josephine relax back into her seat with her wine, glad to have someone else who got it to join her. The professors were all well and good most of the time, best intentions and all that, but half of them were just as bad as the students (not to...
There was a small but lucrative window right before dinner where Maris found she had the most peace, as long as she didn't mind getting to the Great Hall late. Classes were done for the day and most of the after school mischief had already wound down in favour of getting ready for dinner, a meal...
Maris frowned as the two students refused to own up to the mess, fingers tapping impatiently against crossed arms. "Is that so? Just stumbled upon all these frogs," she said unimpressed, clicking her tongue as one of the frogs tried to make a break for it past her and sending it skidding back...
Maris was hyper vigilant during the first few weeks of the new year. She'd only just managed to get the castle back to something comfortably respectable over the break and she'd do everything in her power to keep it that way for as long as could. It was a losing battle, she knew that, but it...
Maris could feel her nostrils flare as more flour was dumped onto the floor. She swore the children got worse every year, treating the castle like a plaything and not a place where people and creatures actually had to live and work every day. "The kitchens are a place of work not your personal...
The holiday break was quickly becoming Maris' favourite time of year. She finally got some peace to organize her thoughts as well as the castle and catch her breath for a few weeks. Now though, with the students all back, Maris was just counting the days until all her hard work was ruined...
Maris had her work cut out for the second the majority of the school stepped back onto Hogwarts grounds. Sometimes she wondered if the students made it their goal to be as destructive as possible in as little time as possible but she didn't want to make herself paranoid.
She'd put her messy...
Maris just caught the feather dusters with a quick flick of her wand as they begun the drop, the spell she'd cast broken from the sudden surprise caused by the clatter of breaking pottery. She frowned, turning to see for once it was not one of the few remaining students causing a ruckus but one...
Open after Kiersten and Arle
Maris didn't like to think she was anti-social but things around the school were just so much easier when the majority of the student body were gone for the holidays. She liked everything just so, and while it was a constant battle to keep the castle a certain level...
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