alt_antonin: (grumpy)
Antonin Nikolaevich Dolohov ([personal profile] alt_antonin) wrote2013-04-20 01:32 pm

Private Message to Auri

Writing this quickly, Lyoushka and Narcissa will be here any moment to interview the Calderwood girl with me --

No luck finding Miss Fawcett in the Forest, and Milland says he looked last night until the wee hours as well. In daylight we did find a scrap of a Ravenclaw cloak caught up on some bushes in the area Mr Malfoy said he saw her, but nothing else, and of course the damned forest is full of creatures that leave heavy tracks wherever they go; the trail grew cold shortly thereafter.

We did find patches of blood, but it was not human (squirrel, to be precise) -- so that, at least, is a relief.

I am wishing now I had not been so quick last night to write the disturbance off wholly as student mischief to be encouraged. (Although the student mischief was apparently quite mischievous; the woman's office is entirely unusable, including significant damage done to her Floo.) Milland plans to continue the search this afternoon.

I'll update you and Raz after supper on what we three discover with Miss Calderwood, if anything.
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[personal profile] alt_sinistra 2013-04-21 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Toshenka -

Watching you was, indeed, deeply amusing, and I'm glad the rouge was useful. I am so very tempted to reply to your comment to Miss Perks, but I am being good and sitting on my hands. (Though not so much I'm not telling you, architect of many of my temptations.)

As I gather Barty is still in the building, I assume you will be otherwise occupied for a while yet. Do remember to tell me any amusing stories you can share, please? After that supper, I could use the cheer. (Though at least Acton wasn't there. Carpenter's not bad on her own, if we can avoid the topics of divination and my eventual wedding entirely.)

That - author, as I refuse to use the title historian for him - was rather ghastly, though. Along with your desires for rhetoric and Latin, I wish we could devise a way to work 'recognising absolute hogwash masquerading as history' into the curriculum, but I suspect that is unlikely.

If you do get free, I'll be up on the tower or in my office for hours yet. Do come up if you want, or let me know and I'll come down. Being in my rooms is entirely too depressing at the moment. (That'd be the downside of this set of robes: I keep remembering the look in Raz's eyes when he met me before the Yule Ball last year.)

Right. Stars. Very soothing, stars.