muse gives her writer a talking to .__.

[lionessofgryffindor]

If you were one of my students, you'd never have lasted a year. Enough with this dithering about! When you play host to one of us--muses, as you say--then you take on certain responsibilities. You cannot drop us from games on a whim because you grow tired of us. Do you abandon your pets in such a fashion? No, you certainly do not. Are we lesser to you than a pet, then; that you would dismiss one of us thus?

I had more faith in you. If you have the sense to want to channel me and Potter, you certainly ought to be capable of keeping up with your promises.

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[volxemort]

well, well. If it inst Professor McGoonagle.

[Voldemort is... not quite himself, it would seem.]

[theirnamesake]

Wow... your mun really upset you, huh Professor?

[Note to self: When Uncle Ron and dad warn him about how cross Professor McGonagall can be, they aren't exaggerating.]

ldkfjadsfdsf omgwhat

[lionessofgryffindor]

[She recoils. What in the name of Merlin's crumb-filled beard.....?]

...Voldemort? I can't say I'm pleased. [She is not prone to understatements, but forgive her. She's a bit off-put right now.]

[idkworldruler]

Do you talk to everyone like that?

[lionessofgryffindor]

[Oh no... She remembers all of her students, but she isn't sure who this boy is. Very well, very well. Be cool, Minerva, says her writer.]

She is a fickle child, is all. I'm trying to set her straight.

because you needed a little vlodemort in your life

[volxemort]

[He strikes a dramatic pose, the better to show off his sexy leather jacket. And his black ripped suit. And yes, his fishnet pants.]

Thou hath ben in mah way fer to long! Were is Enoby?

[lionessofgryffindor]

I only speak to people as they need spoken to.

[YES. YES SHE DOES.]

[theirnamesake]

[He's wounded! Not that it's surprising though, since he's met his grandfather and grandmother around here. And he definitely doesn't mean Molly or Arthur.]

I'm sure you'll be able to.

what is even going on?? I am dying.

[lionessofgryffindor]

[WHY. What manner of spell is this?]

I shall continue to "be in your way" until one of us meets our end; though I think Potter will take care of you before anyone else has the chance.

[lionessofgryffindor]

I do hope so. She seems excited to see you, and says that the game you might eventually be going to is one of the places she has Potter.

At least, she thinks so. I'm not certain she knows right from left any more.

[theirnamesake]

Really? Which Potter and which game?

It's really hard to tell with these mundanes. They can be really weird.

mission accomplished. 8D

[volxemort]

[Cue the dude-ur-so-retarded look.]

Dats wut u think!!! Now dat Vampire Potter is gonna be out of mah way its time to deel with u!

Now, McGongle... you must die! Or else you will die!

[lionessofgryffindor]

...Harry Potter, of course.

[Oh, yes. Minerva hasn't had the privilege of running into other Potters, yet. As far as she knows, Harry is the only one of that bloodline she might run into around here.]

She plays him at the Ruby City, I believe.

[theboywiththebook]

[He's read about her in his books. After all, he comes from the land where everything fictional exists in another realm, so why not here?

Note to self, be sure to be polite. After all, he does break lots of rules.]

I think they just need to know that we have faith in them when they try to play people like us.

I can't........

[lionessofgryffindor]

Vampire Potter? None of the Potters were ever vampires! What are you on about?

[She is not afraid to die!! Or die.]

[preferable]

Goodness, so stern. I suppose it's possible that your writer is still sorting out priorities, yes?

[theirnamesake]

My dad!

[Grinning!]

And yeah, that is where I'm heading soon. Once my mun gets to work on writing new samples for her application.

mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha

[volxemort]

Enuff! Time fur u to dye! Allah Kedavra!11

[Perhaps unsurprisingly, what issues forth from his strangely stubby wand is not the killing curse. Rather, it's an adorable teddy bear.]

[It's enough to satisfy Volsemort, though. Hopping on his broom sexily, he laughs in an evil voice and flies away.]

[jokesaround]

It could be worse. Your mun could actually turn you into a pet.

[ y'know ... like a canary or something ]

[lionessofgryffindor]

Your----

Your father? Harry Potter?

[She squints at him.] And who is your mother?

[Wow, that's not really any of her business, is it? Oh well.]

My mun sends encouragement to yours, in that case. She is excited to see you there.

[lionessofgryffindor]

.."People like us?"

Are you a wizard, lad?

[theboywiththebook]

Um, no. I meant, they call us 'muses', right? That's what I meant.

[But Wizard? No, he'd never want to use magic at least not now.]

[lionessofgryffindor]

She's been sorting out her priorities since she was at university! She still has no idea what she's doing.

[From the way Minerva says this, it's apparent that it has been a long time.]

[lionessofgryffindor]

Oh please, Mister Weasley. She has enough cats as it is. Five if you'd believe it.

[cheese_for_everyone]

Give them time the compulsive lot can surprise you every once in a while professor.