First Floor Lobby - afternoon

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

Rita had handwavily turned in her various forms, and wearing dark mauve robes and a pair of sunglasses - because not only was it bright, but after last night, they were a neccessity - started to make her way through the lobby and back to the house to retrieve her things.

It'd be a pity if someone stopped her.

[This is going to be the LAST Rita interacty post, woe. Get your goodbyes in here!]

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[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

Really, he had to see if what Draco told him was true. Seeing her in the lobby of the dorms pretty much confirms that Draco was telling the truth.

"You look a little down," he says, staying a distance back.

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

Rita stared.

And stared.

And stared some more.

"...Mr. Diggory?" she finally said.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica was making her way through the lobby after picking up the keys to her new dorm room.

"Professor Skeeter," she said with a wry smile. "I must say I'm disappointed."

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you haven't forgotten me yet, have you?" Cedric steps closer. "Heard from Draco you were here. Came to see for myself."

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

"...are you a ghost?" she wondered, tilting her head. "You don't look like one."

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

"...in what?" Rita asked meekly, though Veronica was certainly one of the better students to run into.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter passed through the lobby and just glared. He wasn't going near Skeeter. She might magic him half-naked again.

That didn't stop him from yelling "MAKE YOUR MONSTER GROW!" and running off laughing, though.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"You didn't say goodbye to me during your broadcast last night," Veronica said, putting on her best sad face.

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"Why would I be a ghost?" Cedric asks. "Or is this just another story you're looking to write? Cedric Diggory, the ghost of Fandom High?"

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

OMG I DIDN'T. ACK.

"I didn't?" Rita asked, surprised. "I was reading through the roster. How did I miss you?" She frowned. "Then you get a sober goodbye. You were my best student in Journalistic Integrity, and you'll be missed."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Nope, I see how it is. You just don't love me anymore. *sniff*

"Maybe your eyes notes were blurry?" Veronica suggested. She was surprised at Rita's words though. "Thanks. Good luck next year. I'm sure I'll be back to visit. I'm going to be leaving some friends behind."

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

Well, yes. And also I was writing at like three AM omg. But it's mostly the not loving you thing, yes.

"Good. Then I'm sure I'll see you again," Rita said, nodding.

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

"Erm." Rita just continued to stare. "You're not an Inferus," she mused.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

I knew it! See if my alter ego is around next time your alter ego gets attacked by a vampire!

Veronica gave her a genuine smile. "I learned a lot in your class," she said. "Thank you."

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"Why are you staring at me?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John's lounging in the lobby, taking a break from the insanity when he sees Professor Skeeter crossing the lobby.

"So, is the next step for us to get married?"

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

WOE. *SADS*

"Glad someone learned," Rita said with a smile. "You're welcome."

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

"...because." She frowned. "Maybe you ARE an Inferus."

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

Rita facepalmed. "Go away," she ground out.

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

Rita glared after him.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

*SNIFFLES* You didn't love me first!

"Well, I have to go pack," Veronica said. "Since I'm no longer a student, I have to move to a room on the first floor. Have a nice summer!" she waved as she walked away.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Not a chance," John replies. "The radio broadcast was quite touching. I might've even shed a tear."

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

"Are you mentally damaged or is this your natural demeanor?" Cedric scowls at her. "Writing stories got too boring, did it?"

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

"I was inebriated. These things happen."

[imanaturalblond.livejournal.com]

"No, I got reassigned. I taught her this past term."