find the will to find your way.

( sofia carson, twenty-three, cis female ) hey, was that MAEVE WISHART passing by? I didn’t think the PUREBLOOD was a student, but I’d recognize HER anywhere. rumor has it they’re working as a MAGICAL LAW PROFESSOR, so who knows what they’re doing here. they always reminded me of NINE BY SLEEPING AT LAST. I’ve also heard they’ve been recruited by NO ONE. but despite all that I think they’re still DEDICATED, EMPATHETIC & AMBITIOUS and MELODRAMATIC, GUARDED & INDECISIVE. and the RAVENCLAW alum still reminds me of a cup of chamomile tea late at night, a table at the library overcrowded with books and notes, hands clenched into tight fists with no follow through, a perfectly timed hug, carefully calculated chess moves, and a ribbon being pulled at both ends. well, then, I guess some things never change.  ( courtney, 25, CST, she/her )

daisy !

                 daisy  was  practically  the  human  version  of  a  golden  retriever          bright  smile  and  even  brighter  demeanor   .   shit   ,   if  she  had  a  tail   ,   it  would  be  wagging  uncontrollably   .   “  i’d  have  to  come  up  with  a  cool  name   ,   ”   she  mused   ,   looking  off  into  the  distance  with  concentration  visible  across  her  features   .   “   can’t  have  a  top  notch  radio  show  without  one   .   gotta  ask  one  of  my  professors  for  permission  too            club  requirements   .   maybe  i  can  get  credits  for  this  !  ”  she  continued  to  ramble  in  thought   ,   making  a  mental  checklist  before  her  eyes  widened   .   “   oh  !    wander-ful    !   no  ,   i  should  avoid  puns  .  okay  ,  okay  .    how  about   …   ”   she  spread  out  her  hands  and  motioned  as  if  the  sign  hung  above  them   ,   “   hook  ‘em   .   i  know  i  said  no  puns   ,   but  c’mon   .   it’s  my  last  name  .   because  you  know  how  a  story  needs  a  good  hook   ,   and  you  gotta  reel  the  listeners  in   ,   and   …   oh  whatever   ,    you’re  a  genius   .   you  know  what  i  mean   .   ”

The excitement of Daisy was infectious and Mae was quickly nodding along with the girl’s ideas. “You should be able to work the credits out for this. It’s related to your field of study, so there’s no reason they couldn’t.” While Maeve understood that some extracurriculars didn’t need to result in additional credits, she thought something as ambitious as starting up a radio show on campus should definitely be considered appropriate for course credits. Her nose scrunched at the first name suggestion as she shook her head. There was nothing wrong with a good play on words, but wander-ful just didn’t seem to have the catchiness Daisy’s show deserved. “Oh, I appreciate the sentiment, but I don’t think I’m quite at genius level.” Mae quickly denied with another shake of her head and gentle laugh. She took pride in her intelligence sure, but even she had limits to how confident she could be about it. “But I do get what you mean, and I think it’s perfect! There’s nothing wrong with a pun as long as it’s actually good and this one is. It’s clever and catchy, and it gets your last name out there so everyone can quickly figure out who the funny new radio host is.” 

      they  amount  of  times  that  dorcas  was  told  that  she   ❛  outshone  ❜  someone  could  be  counted  on  one  of  her  hands  with  fingers  to  spare  so  when  maeve  said  it,  dorcas  could  feel  a  small  blush  rise  to  the  apples  of  her  cheeks.  if  there  was  one  thing  that  dorcas  was  going  to  adore  about  continuing  her  education  further  at  the  college  was  that  while  she  was  here,  she  wasn’t  ignored  like  she  was  at  home.  summers  spent  at  home  with  parents  that  have  basically  become  reclusive  since  the  end  of  the  first  wizarding  war  was  a  summer  spent  watching  and  waiting  to  see  a  glimpse  of  the  people  she  had  known  before  but  3  summers  in  and  it  seemed  like  it  was  not  going  to  happen.  

      opening  the  door  to  the  tea  shoppe  for  the  two  women,  dorcas  laughed  at  maeve’s  complaints  about  the  first  years  and  she  couldn’t  help  but  nod  her  head  thinking  her  own  time  spent  in  a  first  year  law  class.   ❛  they  really  set  you  up  for  failure  when  they  shaft  you  with  the  first  years,  ❜  dorcas  teased,  giving  the  woman  a  squeeze  on  her  bicep.  as  they  approached  the  counter,  dorcas  order  a  cinnamon  tea  for  herself   ❛  and  whatever  she  wants,  i’ll  pay  !  ❜  the  young  witch  said  to  the  cashier  and  placing  her  money  down  quickly  to  make  sure  that  she  paid  for  their  little  outing.   ❛  i  haven’t  been  up  to  much  to  be  honest  with  you,  just  studying  and  trying  to  get  ahead  .  .  .  already  !  ❜ 

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When Maeve had first accepted the job at the college she hadn’t exactly been told what classes she was going to be teaching, just that her position was going to be in Magical Law. It wasn’t until she had arrived at the college that she was given her schedule and noticed just how many of her classes were first years. It wasn’t necessarily that she disliked the students, or at least she tried very hard not to be irritated with them on too regular of a basis. But she was in no control of her own internal groans when she would explain a relatively basic foundation of law and look out to a crowd of clueless expressions among the first year students. “Right? I mean, I’m certain that they’re going to figure it out and understand what I’m talking about sometime soon, but my few second and third year classes are one of the few things pulling me through right now.” Mae gave a laugh as she shook her head and smiled at the thought of her higher level courses. “At least they don’t have blank looks on their faces whenever I mention a legal term.” 

Stepping up to the counter, Mae immediately looked to Dorcas at the other woman’s insistence on paying. Though she shook her head and her lips were parting to protest, any chance of refusal was silenced with how quickly Dorcas had money on the table and Mae just sighed a little before a smile was quirking up the corners of her lips. While a part of her wanted to immediately say something, she didn’t want to hold up the employee behind the counter. So she quickly ordered herself a lemongrass tea before moving along down the counter to wait for their drinks. “You didn’t have to do that, Doe! I could have easily paid for myself. I do appreciate it though, you’re too kind. We’ll just have to go out again soon so it can be my treat!” Leaning against the counter slightly as they waited, her eyes flicked around the room to search for an empty table they could go to once their drinks were ready. Her attention returned to Dorcas quickly though as she gave a nod. “Smart strategy, getting ahead while you have the time now. Are you sure you aren’t a Ravenclaw at heart?” She teased with a soft laugh. “Seriously though, you must be a favourite among your professors if they see you’re working so hard already. I hope you’re still leaving yourself with time to enjoy the college experience though. Have you thought of joining any clubs or anything?” 

        “   i’d  put  money  on  it  being  because  of  their  old  man  faces   .   you  never  see  a  judge  and  go   ,   ‘  damn   ,   i’m  in  an  agreeable  mood    ’    .   i  was  talking  to  this  guy  once   ,   right   ?   totally  agreed  with  what  he  was  saying   …    but  i  didn’t  like  his  face   .   so  i  switched  my  political  leanings  and  had  the  longest   ,   dumbest  argument  of  my  life   .    but  this  whole  exchange  lacked  an  audience   ,   otherwise  i  would’ve  died  .    ”   daisy  couldn’t  help  the  way  her  features  brightened  at  maeve’s  response   .   start  her  own  show   ?   how  had  daisy  never  thought  of  that  before   ?    her  smile  widened  without  permission   ,   a  spark  visible  in  her  brightened  hues  as  she  turned  to  face  the  professor  .   “   you  really  think  so   ?   that  would  be  amazing  !  could  you  imagine  me  getting  that  guy  for  an  interview   ?   i  mean   ,   he’s  got  the  whole  silent   ,   brooding  thing  down  with  his  picket  sign   ,   but  if  we  could  get  his  side  of  the  story   ?   and  maybe  even  caitlin’s   ?    ” 

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For a moment, Maeve’s lips had parted as if she was going to say something along the lines of a rebuttal. But she paused and the more she thought about it the more she realized Daisy, though potentially joking, just may have been onto something with that. Mae ended up laughing again as she nodded. “Honestly, you have a good point there. Standing in front of a judge does tend to make you want to start arguing, even if you technically agree.” Seeing how quick Daisy was to brighten at the suggestion, Maeve couldn’t help smiling herself. There was something so endearing about Daisy’s personality that Mae knew she would do anything to help or support her. “Of course! I can’t think of any reason why you couldn’t. In fact, I’m sure your professors would be impressed by your initiative. I know I for one would be interested in hearing what exactly inspired him to make sure everyone knew Caitlin is a trollop. And if anyone’s going to be able to get that story out of him, I could definitely see it being you.”  

There had been afew people that Benji had really been meaning to catch up with, the only reason he had been putting it off was guilt. He hadn’t really meant to be so distant for the past couple of years, he had just found it difficult to reconnect with the wizarding world and the reminders that it held.  Though, one person that he had really been meaning to talk to was Mae.  During their days at Hogwarts, she had been one of, though probably his main best friend.  Alot of the owls which she had sent him were unanswered, though certainly not unread. Actually, it was one of the only things that helped get him through the first few months without his mum.  He’d been thinking alot about when he ought to go and track Mae down, he definitely owed her an apology for being a pretty shitty friend for the past two years.  Were they still friends?  He really hoped so. 

Maybe it was some kind of divine intervention, or maybe it was just a regular coincidence that the person on his mind seemed to be suddenly infront of him. He’d stopped dead in his tracks, and his brown eyes widened, and warm smile spread across his features.  He hadn’t realized just how much he had missed her until that precise moment.  A soft chuckle escaped past his lips at her questions, the smile now reached his hues as he happily pulled her into a tight embrace.  It felt almost as if no time had passed for a moment, as memories of their days at Hogwarts came flooding back to him. Benji had always found Mae’s excitability endearing, it was one of the reasons he enjoyed her company so much.  “Ah’ve missed you, Mae……..Ah’m so sorry that ah didn’t write back.”  He said as he pulled away, so he could meet her eyes again. “Ye look amazing!”  His head tilted and a very slight flash of pain crossed his face for just a moment.  “Got back yesterday, turns out ah’m stayin’ this time, just moved into my mum’s old flat, it’s just next to the three broomsticks.”   He cleared his throat, and for a small moment he looked away, “Just time that ah came back….”  He trailed off and returned his gaze, his smile only slightly faded.   “Anyway, how have ye been?  Where are you working these days?”

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The apology for her letters going unanswered was immediately met with a shake of her head to dismiss it. In the beginning, sure she may have been writing them to get a response, but after a few months she had accepted that he wasn’t going to answer them. The rest of the letters she continued to send from that point on was more meant as a check in with him, to remind him that no matter how much time passed she still missed him and cared about how he was doing. “No, it’s okay! Really, you don’t owe me any apologies. I’m not mad, and I don’t blame you at all.” It wouldn’t exactly have been fair if she did hold it against him. Maeve had never gone through the pain of losing a parent, so she couldn’t even begin to imagine how he must have been feeling. While she wouldn’t deny that it had stung a little at first to lose her friend so quickly and without explanation, she had the sense to quickly realize that his leaving must have been a reflex of trying to push the pain away; to try to pull away from the world that had resulted in losing his mother. She would have been the worst friend in the world to resent him for that. “I’ve missed you too. I’m really glad you’re back.” Smiling once more as she looked at him, she paused for just a moment to collect her bags again, not wanting to end up forgetting about them in all her excitement. 

“Oh wow,” she murmured, her smile dropping slightly at the mention of his mother’s flat before she nodded softly. “I’m sure she would have loved that you’re staying there, Benj. I won’t like and say I understand how you’re feeling, but I think she would be really proud of you for coming back.” Maeve hadn’t necessarily known his mother extremely well. Of course she had met the woman a few times with her and Benji being as close friends as they were, but most of what she knew about the woman was what Benji himself had told her. Still, she felt fairly certain his mother would have been happy to see Benji not moving on, but moving forward with his life. “Oh, you know me, I always keep myself occupied. I finished my law program and I was working as a lawyer for a few years, but now I’m teaching at the college. I’m the professor or magical law there.” 

      dorcas  knew  that  not  many  people  enjoyed  the  sunshine  when  it  was  out,  but  as  much  as  dorcas  loved  the  turn  of  the  seasons  and  when  it  slowly  started  to  get  colder,  she  loved  to  feel  the  sun  burn  on  her  skin.  so,  when  the  sun  came  out  after  the  morning  layer  of  gloom,  she  could  not  stop  herself  from  heading  into  hogsmeade  to  wander  through  the  shops  and  spend  money  of  useless  things  that  would  end  up  at  the  bottom  of  her  trunk  until  she  went  home  for  the  summer.  the  letter  in  her  pocket  from  her  parents  burned  a  hole  in  her  coat  and  all  she  was  in  need  of  was  just  a  few  hours  of  not  being  stuck  inside  with  all  of  the  people  she’s  spent  the  last  decade  being  around.  

      making  her  way  leisurely  through  the  little  village,  dorcas  could  feel  the  drum  of  the  late  summer  in  her  head  as  she  listened  to  the  other  visitors  talk  about  autumn  plans  for  decorations  or  getting  little  gifts  for  the  kids  at  home  and  she  was  nearly  zoned  out  completely  until  she  heard  her  name  being  called  from  a  very  familiar  voice.  whipping  around,  dorcas  came  face  to  face  with  maeve  wishart.  a  massive  grin  breaking  out  upon  her  face,  the  sapphire  tones  of  the  village  making  the  woman  before  all  the  more  brighter.  ❛  maeve  !  how  wonderful  to  see  you  too  !  ❜  she  sung  back,  leaning  into  the  warm  hug,  ❛  it  has  been  forever  !  where  have  you  been  !  ?  ❜  she  quizzed,  looking  down  at  her  wrist  to  view  her  watch.  her  ancient  greek  class  wouldn’t  miss  her  too  much  today.  

      ❛  yes  !  let’s  grab  a  cup  of  tea  !  i  have  some  time  to  spare,  ❜  she  said,  hooking  her  arm  with  maeve’s  and  leading  the  way  to  madam  puddifoots.  ❛  you  look  absolutely  radiant,  my  dear  !  how  have  you  been  ?  ❜

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The list of things Maeve enjoyed about Dorcas was ever-growing and honestly quite extensive by this point. Years of friendship and time spent together had done that. But the top of that list would always be the warmth of her greetings. The woman had this innate ability to make a person feel cherished just with a smile and a hug, and though Mae hadn’t been in a particularly bad mood before, she could feel it lighten even more just being around her friend. “You know me, I always manage to keep myself busy.” There probably wasn’t a more accurate description of her life, especially in the years since graduation. Maeve had always only ever had one speed in life and that was full tilt ahead. 

Moving her arm to accept Dorcas’ her already wide smile somehow managed to grow with the confirmation they would get at least a little time to catch up. Her eyes had briefly flicked ahead to watch their path before her undivided attention was returned to the woman beside her and she shook her head, letting loose a laugh. “Well now you’re just trying to make me blush.” She joked with a grin, giving Dorcas’ arm a gentle squeeze with her hand. “I think we both know you have always outshone me! To answer your question though, I’m perfectly alright. Honestly, most of the time I’m holed up in my office. Don’t get me wrong, I love my job. But no one properly warned me how difficult it was to teach a bunch of first year students the basics of law.” Maeve was certain it was just the adjustment to the new career and it would get easier as the semester wore on. She just needed to get through these initial first weeks. “How are you though? I want to hear everything you’ve been up to!” 

“That’s not a bad idea. My fear is to enter and not liking and  when wanting to change I can’t.”  Hestia mind’s started working very fast. When she had this kind of questions, she starts to think a lot and having anxiety “Maybe it’s better be safe and choose none. Specially what I’m study is very difficult having free time.”

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“I don’t see why you wouldn’t be able to change if you aren’t happy with the first one.” Shrugging one shoulder, Maeve stepped closer to the girl to avoid being in the path of others still walking by. “Clubs are extracurriculars, not obligations. If you’re not happy with the one you’re in, you don’t have to stick it out.” As far as she was concerned, college was the chance to join in and try different things. See what else is out there that might pique their interests. The mention of her area of study not giving much free time had Maeve’s brows furrowing and she looked at the girl for a moment until recognition started to hit her. “Wait, you’re in one of my classes, right? Are you in the law program or taking it as general ed?” 

                        “ of course I made it, “   evan said,  tossing a wide smile maeve’s way.   he slid into the seat across from her,  easy as anything now that he knew she’d,  like,  noticed him,  and he wouldn’t be startling her half to death just by pulling out a chair.   “ grabbing a bite and a drink at the three broomsticks?   wouldn’t miss it for anything.  oh,  and,  I guess you’re here too, “   he said,  grin slanting all  sideways  &  teasing  before he settled back in his seat. 

“ I wasn’t standing there long,  really. “   the easy assurance rolled off his tongue as quickly as the teasing had;   he could switch tone in seconds,  especially around someone like maeve who’d known him long enough to know that.   “ just didn’t want to tear you from that   …   really terrifying looking book.   really,  maeve, “   he said,  back to playacting with a put - upon sigh.   “ the only reason I put up with the grind of practices during the quidditch season is so I never have to be faced with huge books like that again. “ 

              “ the things I put up with just to catch up with you. “ 

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“Wow, you really just ranked the food and drinks here higher than the pleasure of my company?” Her hand moved to rest on her chest feigning a hurt expression as she looked across the table at him. “I’m wounded, Evan. Truly. I don’t know how I’m going to be able to get over the devastation of this.” The false hurt on her face only lasted a few more seconds before it gave way to a smile as she shook her head. It was nice to drop the sense of professionalism she felt like she always had to have around campus and get to be the more light-heartedly version of herself, even if it was only for a few hours. 

The smile from his reassurance came easily, as did the laughter that quickly followed with his turn back to his usual teasing self. It was one of her favourite things about being around Evan; how effortless and light it always was. “You know, it’s been so long I nearly forgot how over dramatic you can be.” She said with a grin, returning his teasing with ease. “How are quidditch practices going anyway? You’re gonna win the world cup this year, right?”

“Oh, come on. It’s okay to just admit you’ve missed me. I won’t tell anyone.” She teased before her smile softened just slightly, turning from sarcastic to more sincere. “Seriously though, thanks for coming. It’s nice to be around someone who won’t try to call me Professor Wishart for a little while.”

drip drip drip. the noise was making her crazy. for once she wanted some quite. something rare for the young witch. with an exaggerated huf, bellatrix shot up from her chair and left the classroom. she had been trying to write a letter to her mother, something she liked to take her time with. her relationship with her mother was one of the only things she really cared about. so having follow students around her brewing potions made her fume. making her way towards the courtyard she found a quiet place. after being there for a couple of minutes, a voice interrupted her reverie. ready to cuss the person, bellatrix registered the voice. oh, she had a mission with this one. and this one liked nice witches. “ oh of course not professor.” she answered. with an overly polite tone. 

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Hearing herself be referred to as professor, Maeve’s nose involuntarily scrunched slightly and she almost immediately shook her head to dismiss the use of the title. “Oh no, you don’t have to do that. I think we’ve known each other long enough that you don’t need to call me professor. Honestly, outside of the classroom I still prefer to just go by Maeve.” It was an odd place for Maeve to find herself in, loving her job and position at the college while simultaneously disliking the title that went along with it. Maybe it was her age, or the fact that she had known most of the students on campus since early childhood. But no matter the reason, she was always quick to correct someone who called her professor outside of the classes. “Thank you though.” Angling herself so her back was to the courtyard, she took a seat across from Bellatrix. For a moment she did stay quiet before softly clearing her throat and looking up to Bella again, figuring it would be impolite to not at least see how she was. “It’s been awhile. How have you been?”

Sirius snorted a bit. “Then you haven’t seen behind the pureblood family curtain much. All the Sacred Twenty-Eight are like that.” At least that’s what Sirius told himself, and he hadn’t seen evidence to contradict it yet. He chewed the inside of his cheek, accepting her sympathy with stiff nods. He scratched his neck nervously at her last statement. “Didn’t leave. Got kicked out. They…” His law professor didn’t need to know the details of the Black family loyalties, that they thought they could control him with a mark. “Anyway. Ended up at the Potters’ my last year of school. Credit them with a lot of how I turned out, yeah.”

He gave her a weak smile as talk turned toward the project itself. “He’s bright. And won’t take anything less than a top grade.” He winked at her and chuckled. “I get by. I am interested in the class, though. I was actually in the auror course of classes up until last term. So, adjacent to all this.”

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“I’ve seen plenty of pureblood families, Sirius. I don’t think all of them are like that...” Maeve tried to be gentle in her tone as she spoke, not wanting to offend him or accidentally make light of what he had been through with his own family. But she’d grow up with some of the members of sacred twenty-eight families, even considered some of them close friends. As such she wasn’t sure she was willing to write off all of them as terrible. When he clarified that he had been kicked out though, her lips parted in surprise before shaking her head slightly. “Oh, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have assumed, I just though- sorry, it doesn’t really matter what I thought.” Biting her lip during the period of silence, Mae almost spoke a few times before thinking better of him and allowing him to break the silence, a smile curving up her lips when he mentioned the Potters taking him in. “Well they did a pretty good job with you then. All things considered, you seem to have turned out alright.” He was a hell of a lot stronger than she would have been in his circumstances, that was for sure. 

“I think you’re selling yourself short. I know when someone is getting things and when someone isn’t. You’re one of the handful in the class who I’m not worried about being able to grasp the material.” Laughing at the wink, Mae shook her head but let the smile linger as she moved to lean back against her desk again resting her hands against it. “Until last term? Did you switch programs?” It wasn’t uncommon for her to get aurors in her classes, but she didn’t know of many, if any at all, that entirely switched from auror to law. 

daisy !

          “   and  what  are  you   ?   old   ?   ”   she  let  out  with  a  laugh   ,   only  realizing  a  moment  too  late  that  it  might  have  been  offensive  .   she  wondered  if  maeve  knew  how  strange  it  was  having  a  young  woman  explain  the  importance  of  enjoying  one’s  youth            it  wasn’t  like  the  beautiful  professor  was  sporting  wrinkles  and  gray  hairs   .   nothing  but  flawless  skin  and  a  smile  that  could  make  people  weak  in  the  knees   .    if  daisy  was  a  gambling  lass  and hadn’t  seen  maeve  in  the  flesh  ,   she’d  might  have  put  money  on  the  woman  having  three  children  and  a  large  collection  of  handprint  turkeys  on  her  fridge   .    “  oh  no   ,   no   .   me   ?   a  lawyer   ?   i  get  way  too  sensitive  in  arguments   .   shit  hits  the  fan  within  seconds   .   ”    she  wasn’t  embarrassed  by  this  fact   ,   so  instead  of  blushing   ,   she  chuckled   .    “   your  honor   !    my  client  pinky  swore  he  didn’t  do  it  …   i’m  actually  hoping  to  get  into  radio   .   i  thought  about  journalism   ,   but  grammar  is  not  my  friend   .   that  and  i  LIKE  to  think  i  have  a  voice  made  for  the  news  .    ” 

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“Hey, don’t laugh! Somedays I feel like I am.” Even as she said it though laughter was quick to spill out of her lips too, letting Daisy know she wasn’t offended in the slightest by what she knew was a joke. And she was teasing right back with her own response, though she supposed there was a hint of truth to it. Accomplishing everything she had wanted to at such a young age definitely left her feeling older than she should sometimes. Maeve figured it was just a side effect of the stress. “You’d be surprised what being in a courtroom can bring out in a person. I don’t consider myself an argumentative person in day to day life, but suddenly when I’m in front of a judge I have no problem debating.” Shrugging one shoulder, Maeve smiled and laughed along with the girl’s comments. The longer she was in the conversation the more she was finding herself enjoying Daisy’s company and sense of humour. “I can totally hear it, you have a great personality for radio!” She’d also found the best people in radio to be those who made it entertaining to listen to them, and she for one would absolutely listen to any radio show hosted by Daisy. “You could probably even start a show here to start practicing now. I’m sure the school has equipment around, or could get it from somewhere. You could do a show about things happening around the campus, starting with the man with the picket sign in the courtyard.” 

To a normal person, running out of tea would most likely not be considered a dire situation. But for Maeve who often turned to cups of tea for comfort and a source of caffeine, well, it still wasn’t necessarily dire, but it was significant enough that she felt the need to disrupt her usual daily routines to head into Hogsmeade and pick more up. She was just rounding the corner, Madam Puddifoot’s Tea Shop in her sight now as she headed that way. Until someone walked into her field of vision and her mission for tea was temporarily forgotten. “Dorcas?” She called immediately, unsure for a second if she was seeing correctly but brightening the second she saw enough of the other woman’s face to know she had been right. “Dorcas! Merlin, it feels like it has been forever!” Hurrying forward to catch up to the woman she was quick to greet her with a hug, wrapping her arms around her old friend and smiling. “Are you busy right now? It’d be nice to catch up if you have the time to spare.”

Fresh out of her lectures for the day, Maeve spent over an hour in her office dealing with students and their various questions and concerns about class material or assignments. Of course she knew student questions came with the job, and she was normally happy to help them. But after a long day all she really wanted was some peace and quiet and a chance to decompress. So the second she’d gotten a pause of students Mae packed up her stuff and left to find somewhere more isolated. Spying a quiet corner of the campus’ courtyard, she did notice someone already occupying the space, but she still only hesitated for a moment before she was making her way over. As she got closer she realized it was Bellatrix and breathed a small sigh of relief. While she didn’t necessarily know the older woman very well, she hoped that she knew her enough that her familiarity would mean Bellatrix wouldn’t mind her joining her for a bit. “Hey, Bella,” she greeted with a smile as she approached adjusting her books in her arms. “Sorry to interrupt what you’re doing, I’ll be quick. I was just wondering if you would mind me sitting here? I can stay quiet so I don’t bother you if you want.”