Hogwarts Graduation Ceremony

[ok, this time I swear, last reply and then I’m good to go lol]

Keera wasn’t expecting it when Wilson approached her, in fact, it caused her to jump. She squirmed at first when he took hold of her, but she gave up very soon, listening to what he was said as he spoke to her, “ughhh”- Keera whimpered as her head continued to ache –“stop stop,” she hissed, but she wasn’t speaking to Wilson, in fact, she herself didn’t know who she was begging for mercy. Keera nodded in reply, though at the time she could hardly tell what it was that she was agreeing to.

With one last squirm, Keera broke free and sprinted ahead quickly, sticking to the shadows. She would make her way to James’ office as she had been asked, anything to stop the horrid ticking.

''Oh dear... but I guess it will be fine'', he commented, looking at her leaving. He made his way to Vincent's office, nodding to Narcissa once more. She would understand why.

Thaor was unable to move as Edgar opened the door and spoke.
You incompetent fool. As a Professor, I order you to leave this castle at once. If you have questions, I'm sure Headmaster Vincent will be glad to answer them, otherwise, get the hell out of this castle. Thaor said loud enough for Edgar to hear through the door.

Ne'Os listend to Narcissa, Who was really the only Deat heater he would bother listening to. He walked to the doors threw them open and flew out as soon as he left the grounds he inhaled and dissapeared with a crack.

"Yeah, yeah... fiddlesticks kid", Doyle said. He opened the door once more. "Just to know, this is the last time I am standing up. I do no care whom you are trying to impress, but I do hope it is the girl. She seems... playful enough to want you and she definitely is... hot. If I were your age, I wouldn't hesitate. I do hope you are not queer, it would be a sham for the girl. Now, go away and let me sleep", he said going back in, locking the door once more, this time with magic. He went to bed.

Suzannah stood frozen where she was as the man came out and said that- it was uncalled for. "Excu-" She was cut off as the man shut the door. Suz looked up at Thaor "What the hell was that about? It was uncalled for!" She asked, her blood already boiling. When the man opened his door again and made more remarks like the ones before, she decided to be quiet; especially since she wanted to hear what Thaor had to say about it.

Cyrus G. Skeeter wrote:He might not have been the best father in the world and he definitely wouldn’t have one a ‘Dad of the Year’ award but Cyrus still cared about his kids. He wasn’t fond of children full stop but he was hypocritical enough to hold a particular fondness for his own children. The other swots were the ones he’d happy throttle. His children were perfect in his eyes, even if they were a little odd but he could hardly say he was normal. He was glad they missed him and he had missed them as well but he wasn’t about to admit that to anyone let alone himself. “That would be great.” He smiled, his eyes lighting up at the prospect. “I actually have a few things for Damian kicking around in my house and I believe I have something for ___ as well but what it is I can’t remember – it seems to have slipped my mind.”

"Well, you know how they love presents" Rhea said with a smile. In their younger years Rhea (and Cyrus for ____) had spoiled the children. This had given them an extream case of present love when the family split in two and they started working with one paycheck. Rhea had never made much money but she always got by fairly well. She managed to get fancy dresses and make herself look lovely while giving her daughter everything she could wish for as Rhea sent her away to Hogwarts. She always managed to get what she wanted because people often found themselves wanting to please her, no matter what the task was at hand. Her father had called it charisma, she called it influence, but some called it.. magic.

It please Rhea to see how exited Cyrus was of the idea of getting to see the kids. She knew he was not exactly built to be a father but (though she would not admit it to his face) he was a great father. He thought the world of their children and that was all that mattered. Smiling at him she asked "Should we make final plans here or somewhere else? I think Damian is at the house if you want to see him." Part of her wanted to get away from all of the people watching and part of her hated when Cyrus came to her house. It felt too personal, almost as if he were still there, in her new (memory free) home as not her divorcee but her husband. She figured he would feel the same way and that they would end by going to make the plans at some strange restraunt that Cyrus liked and it would all be okay. How she hoped.

Thaor turned to Suz, Go, find Vincent. Tell him Edgar is hiding away in his office, I'll stay here, ask him what we should do. I'm affraid Thaor flicked his wand and tried to open the door, the door gave a thud, and didn't open. We can't get in, unless we damage the wall, or door. Thaor said. And do be careful, God only knows who else is in here.

Suz nodded, turning away to get Majere. "Alright. Don't worry, it will be fine" Suz smiled and quickly gave him a kiss on the cheek before going to get Majere.
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"Majere!" She yelled as she reached his office, knocking on the door. "You need to come, Edgar is in his office and he isn't coming out. Thaorson told me to come and get you" She said through the door, hoping he would come with her.

((vincent is already in his office))