Third Person: Helga thought she had found the perfect birthday gift for her dear friend, Rowena Ravenclaw. She thought it so well, that even several hours after purchasing it, Helga was still smiling. Carefully, she trailed her fingers over the mirror. There were many things that needed to be done to it. The mirror needed to be cleaned and then polished. It was very old and in poor condition, probably why Helga was able to aquire it so easily.
She shouldn’t use magic on this, she thought. That would be too easy and too impersonal for her very best friend. Knowing just want to do, Helga brought the mirror into her private workroom and laid it on a table. She didn’t want anyone to see it and practically no one came in anyway. It was the perfect place to hide it. Again, she touched the mirror, this time her fingers brushed over the silver triskelion and the interlaced Triquetra knots. Once clean it would be beautiful, Helga was sure and she knew just how to go about cleaning it up. With a smile still on her face, Helga left the mirror alone in her workroom to go and fetch a few things.
On, her way back to her workroom, Helga had the unfortunate timing of running into Peeves. There wasn’t much to be done about him. He had come with the castle and Helga was always unluck with him, he didn’t like to listen to her a bit.
“Hello Helga Belga Telga!” Peeves cried out, hovering several feet above her head. “Always work work work!”
“Hello to you too Peeves.” Helga replied, trying to be polite. “Yes, I like to keep busy, thank you.”
“I know! You should see what I left for you in your workroom!” Peeves cackled at her and then floated away.
Helga fit a pit growing in her stomach and raced to reenter her workroom. Her stomach sank into that pit. “PEEVES!” There were not many things that caused Helga to shout in anger. Her workroom being destroyed by an annoying poltergeist was one of them. Everything was a mess. It was going to take her hours to clean and restore everything. Why had he done that? If she knew of a way to get rid of him, Helga in that moment, would have used it. “Oh, bother.” She frowned as she examined the destruction. Helga approached the table and was dismayed to see that not only had several different kinds of potions been displayed on the mirror but so had a variety of potion ingredients. The mirror was no longer a simple restoration project. Some of those potions were never meant to mix. It was going to take her ages, she was sure.
It didn’t take her ages to clean the mirror, merely two hours of scrubbing until her fingers were nearly raw from the work. In the end, the mirror shined. And while Helga was pleased with her work, there was still more work to do. There was no time like the present and after Helga carefully hung the mirror on the wall, she got to work with cleaning the rest of the room.
Re: Helga Hufflepuff - Part 7 of IDEK
She shouldn’t use magic on this, she thought. That would be too easy and too impersonal for her very best friend. Knowing just want to do, Helga brought the mirror into her private workroom and laid it on a table. She didn’t want anyone to see it and practically no one came in anyway. It was the perfect place to hide it. Again, she touched the mirror, this time her fingers brushed over the silver triskelion and the interlaced Triquetra knots. Once clean it would be beautiful, Helga was sure and she knew just how to go about cleaning it up. With a smile still on her face, Helga left the mirror alone in her workroom to go and fetch a few things.
On, her way back to her workroom, Helga had the unfortunate timing of running into Peeves. There wasn’t much to be done about him. He had come with the castle and Helga was always unluck with him, he didn’t like to listen to her a bit.
“Hello Helga Belga Telga!” Peeves cried out, hovering several feet above her head. “Always work work work!”
“Hello to you too Peeves.” Helga replied, trying to be polite. “Yes, I like to keep busy, thank you.”
“I know! You should see what I left for you in your workroom!” Peeves cackled at her and then floated away.
Helga fit a pit growing in her stomach and raced to reenter her workroom. Her stomach sank into that pit. “PEEVES!” There were not many things that caused Helga to shout in anger. Her workroom being destroyed by an annoying poltergeist was one of them. Everything was a mess. It was going to take her hours to clean and restore everything. Why had he done that? If she knew of a way to get rid of him, Helga in that moment, would have used it.
“Oh, bother.” She frowned as she examined the destruction. Helga approached the table and was dismayed to see that not only had several different kinds of potions been displayed on the mirror but so had a variety of potion ingredients. The mirror was no longer a simple restoration project. Some of those potions were never meant to mix. It was going to take her ages, she was sure.
It didn’t take her ages to clean the mirror, merely two hours of scrubbing until her fingers were nearly raw from the work. In the end, the mirror shined. And while Helga was pleased with her work, there was still more work to do. There was no time like the present and after Helga carefully hung the mirror on the wall, she got to work with cleaning the rest of the room.