Gabrielle ignored the woman to focus on the book, picking it up and scrutinizing it. She gave it a couple of careful taps with her wand, hoping to dispel any lingering magic. She wasn't exactly sure how to fully break a curse, only how to escape them and weaken them. "Well. Someone wanted to...
As much as Gabrielle was starting to wonder if she was getting complacent, she had to admit that this was probably the best job she had ever had. She had stability, routine, enough of a salary to enable her to go traveling over the breaks, and an excellent library filled with knowledge at her...
Gabrielle was starting to feel like a bit of the furniture at Hogwarts. Sure, she'd only been there five (and a half) years, but that was practically long service given the turnaround. She hadn't expected to be around so long, and wondered if that meant she just didn't have anything better to do...
Gabrielle had been spending her holidays not making any progress on being a mother, but she had made progress on some research in to curses on ancient tombs and that had to count for something. They weren't the types of curses taught in Defence Against the Dark Arts, but perhaps she could teach...
Gabrielle hadn't made much of an effort for the graduation ceremonies before. After all, she only taught the younger students, and none of the students she'd actually taught had been graduates yet. The graduating class this year, however, was also one of her very first groups of students, and...
Gabrielle was tired, the holidays couldn't come soon enough. The first year class had been awkward, she didn't blame Miranda for not wanting to participate but she didn't really know how to approach it. She was pretty run down, but she'd been downing ginger and lemon tea like it was manna from...
Gabrielle nodded, still somewhat apologetic. "Sorry. It was a lot at once. Just take your time, Axel, and enjoy being in the real world." She leaned back in her chair, twiddling a pen between her fingers as she watched him leave and then looked down at her notes to see who was next.
It wouldn't feel right posting about remembering to do my laundry for the first time in three weeks between people celebrating their first homes or the birth of their children. :r
(I didn't remember to do my laundry, anyway.)
I did, however, get some of my to-do list done at work, and that's...
Gabrielle gave a sympathetic look. "I get you. It takes a lot to deal with customers." She had volunteered at the library as a student, but had been taken off the front desk after yelling at a first year who had spilled juice on one of the reference books. Thankfully, she'd mellowed a little...
Gabrielle waved off the apology with a scoff. "Oh, please, if I got offended by students not having History as a favourite class I would've resigned years ago." She pondered for a moment, thinking over the two classes he mentioned. "Hm, with Potions it sounds like you might enjoy work that's a...
Gabrielle's pen paused for a moment, considering the boy's words. Then, surprisingly, she actually smiled. "Thank Merlin, I didn't want to waste both of our times giving you guidance you won't use." Gabrielle leaned back in her chair a little, looking Axel over and carefully considering her next...
I know we have the celebrate good times thread but I wanted to do something specifically focusing on the tiny things. Forget the big moments, did you manage to do some laundry you'd been putting off today? Did you try a new flavour of drink and like it? Or did you just manage to get through a...
At least Gabrielle vaguely recognized most of the students, even though she hadn't really taught many for long. She was a little surprised by the formality, but humoured him by returning the handshake. "Hello, Axel. Easier said than done, but relax, this certainly isn't an interrogation." She...
Gabrielle figured she should know better after the duelling tournament, but there was a difference between supervising kids who were trying to cause each other harm and helping young adults sort out a few things in their minds about what they wanted to do with their lives. Gabrielle had been all...
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