RAVENA FAWLEY
Location: Hogsmeade --> Honeydukes
Time: Monday afternoon
Interactions: Caleb O'Neill -
@DayDreamer
Was her calling in sick essential? No. Was she able to adjust her obligations with the meeting and arrange her time better? Definitely! Did she care she completely flipped these two things?
Absolutely not.
It was highly likely that nobody bought her little "feeling under the weather" trick. She didn't believe they ever did. But she was as close as essential as Durmstrang allowed, and she would be damned if she did not use it as much as possible.
It also helped she had no classes today...
Stopping in the middle of the busy Hogsmeade alley, Ravena Fawley inhaled deeply. She did her best to experience the freedom of Hogsmeade all in one go; the smells of freshly baked goods, the sweetness of candy, the fresh September air flowing through the street, and all the sounds. Ah yes. The sounds! Especially a row of juicy swears, a drunk old dwarf threw her way, stopping in front of her.
"Get outta 'ere ya ba'my! This ain't the Academy, and ya sure as bloody hell ain't Beery! Bugger off!" He mumbled on while he moved aside on his own, granted having a bit of difficulty maintaining his balance.
"Well, hello and good day to you too, kind sir!" Ravena dramatized after him.
"What a lovely day to get wankered, ain't it?" Once the dwarf disappeared out of sight, she turned on her heels, facing the direction she intended to go in the first place.
"As awesome as ever," she chuckled to herself, retrieving her hands in the shallow pockets of her leather jacket. She looked more like... well, honestly more anything than a professor of any kind, and that was alright. For once, she had no faces to avoid trying to get some peace... For now.
But there was one specific place she was dying to visit ever since Glesni talked all about it on her first visit there. Honeydukes Shop windows were hard to miss even from some distance away, and she could tell right away why her niece mentioned the place so many times. It looked like heaven in the form of a real, existing house of wonders! It was a funny and a bit of a tragic thing how she shared more with her niece than her own mother did; sweet tooth being only the tip of the iceberg.
Politely stepping aside and allowing a pair of two half-giants in love to pass, she stepped across the alley, towards the shop. Halfway in, a hooded figure emerged out of nowhere, and seeing how they were unaware of their presence, she slowed down her eager step, allowing them to advantage. It would also be a lie to say she wasn't curious enough to stop and study them, if only for a moment.
Narrowing her eyes from some distance, she had concluded it most certainly was a guy. And he most certainly had the same idea, seeing as he stopped in front of Honeydukes, apparently debating whether he should enter.
Curiosity killed the cat. Well. Almost. Just before a small cart rushed through the alley, Ravena jumped forward and out of the way. There was no turning back now! She was patient enough. If they insist on just standing out there, that was fine. Weird, but okay. She would ask their loyal weirdness to move and walk past. Yes, that is what she will do.
Clearing her throat, she approached the figure from behind and opened her mouth to speak, but it seemed that the male was already busy with another premise that she for a moment thought was directed to her for some odd reason she could not explain. Between the lively voices in the alley, she managed to identify a question.
"What would Glesni like?"
As if on instinct before even thinking about it, Ravena chuckled, passing him from the side.
"Are you kidding me?" she cocked her eyebrow, attempting to identify the male. If only he weren't so darn wrapped around in his own clothes!
"Chocolates for days! You can't go wrong there," she advised casually. Now, what were the odds that whoever the guy was referring to and her niece had the same name? It was possible. And just in case
that was the case, and she promptly embarrassed herself, she quickly added.
"I mean, you tell me! What girl doesn't love chocolate? And if she doesn't, then she really isn't worth the effort." Nailed it! She grinned, pointing towards the entrance to the shop.
"Do you mind? That's a rather weird place to choose to stand and ponder on your life's choices. It's candy. It isn't that serious, little man," she teased, passing forward and grabbing the handle and turning back to face him as one more attempt of identification.
"Do I know you, kid?" The raven-haired woman narrowed her eyes at his face, merely asking the question to distract from the fact that it was a relatively awkward situation for the guy. For a moment, she remained staring at him before blowing a raspberry and finally opening the door.
"Nah. You're just one of those faces, ain't ya? Well! I'll be seeing you inside then!" With a small wave, Ravena disappeared into the shop.
...except he wasn't, and her secrecy sensors were tingling.