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Name: Mallory Grayveson Subject: Charms Years Taught: 1-4

Mallory had gone out for a stroll, feeling a bit uneasy in her office, and had decided to go to the library to see if she could pick up anything new to read. She was dressed a bit more casually now, in dusted pink flats with matching pink capris and a white eyelet lace top, her dark hair twisted...

Mallory took a breath and nodded slowly, a hand slipping under the desk to rest against her stomach. "I- I'm not sure," She spoke slowly. She looked away before bringing her eyes back to meet Misha's. "I... Misha, I think I'm- well, I might be... pregnant," Her words seemed sluggish and she...

Mallory was in an amazing mood. She and Atkin had finally been married, and it was the most wonderful feeling in the world. She was walking on clouds. She'd almost not come back this semester, but she would've missed the children, and the friends she'd made on staff. She felt a bit bad when she...

Mallory was sitting at her desk, twirling a quill in her fingers. Could she really be...? She took a few breaths, chewing on her lip, one hand unthinkingly resting over her stomach. It would make sense if she was, she supposed, but what would that mean for her teaching? For her job? Her life...

Misha, could you stop by my office when you have a chance?

Mallory could tell when something was a lost cause. She took a deep breath and picked up her basket again, deciding that she'd done her part to try and reach out to the older Professor. "Understood, Professor," She bowed her head a bit to him, before turning back to the door with her basket on...

Mallory smiled, and took a journal out of her desk, sliding it over the wood to the girl. The journal was leather bound, with the tree of life burnt into the cover. "Here, my dear, take this," She offered. "I'd like you to make a list of your questions- journal entries, lists, whatever feels the...

Mallory giggled, settling into her own chair. "Oh, I'll be a tetushka!" She explained. "Basically just the Russian term for 'auntie'," The tea came over and she picked up her own. "Oh, goodness... A few years now, at least," She chuckled. "More than I'd care to admit." She sipped on her drink...

Mallory smiled brightly, clearing space in one of the chairs by her desk. "Please then, Cairo, it's Mallory." She offered in turn, shaking her head quickly at the womans words. "Oh no, please come in. I'm just putting together a basket for my sister, she just had the most adorable little boy,"...

Mallory had been thinking since her run in with Killian before, and had decided that it was only the right thing to do to make him a baby basket. She'd made one for her sister, after all. She was eager to talk to him again, absolutely lost in the throes of baby fever, and had put together a nice...

Mallory blinked, but set the basket down. "Oh, alright," She offered, keeping her calm. She hesitated a moment, brushing her hair back. "I didn't realize he would be so misguided," She bit her lip, before turning back to the man. "Are there perhaps any snacks or drinks you may like instead...

Mallory was really suffering from baby fever. She didn't want to rush Atkin, but she wanted babies, and she had no idea how to go about it without sounding pushy. So, she was trying to just prepare instead, and had an office full of baby things. Clothes, blankets, books, she was going over all...

Mallory had expected this reaction, and it didn't faze her. She straightened a little bit, giving him an easy smile. "Hello, Professor. My name is Mallory Corrins, I teach Charms first through fourth years. I've heard quite a lot about you from Proffesor Haden. As a returning Professor and my...

Mallory was a little surprised but she nodded. "It's only a bit after three, but I have some decaf tea if you'd prefer," She offered, having two cups come over. "Would you like some honey?" She asked, stirring a bit into her own tea. She sipped it, listening to the girl go on. "Oh, goodness. You...

Mallory smiled and got up herself, giving him an easy smile. "Of course," She agreed, taking a note that he wasn't a tea drinker. "If it would be easier for her, would you mind giving Amethyst an invitation for tea or coffee in my office when she's feeling up to it? I do love making new friends...

Mallory listened to Audrey speak, and smiled warmly. "Of course, my dear. Do come in," She waved to one of the chairs in front of her desk. "Tea?" She offered, waving her hand and having her tea set start to prepare a cup of her favorite blend and prepare to make another cup. "Spell theory is a...

Mallory had heard a lot about Professor Styx. She'd considered this greatly- she'd heard plenty of rumors, heard that he was a cranky, scary old man. But still, she was nothing if not optimistic, and she had experience with cranky men. Her father had been intimidating as well. She took a deep...

Mallory smiled softly. "I can certainly try," She offered with a light laugh. "Was there anything else you wanted to talk about?" She asked, tucking her hair back. "Or if you'd like, I can run and grab some coffee or something," She suggested, thinking that a nice cup of chamomile would be...