One Act of Kindness Always Sparks Another PV Leo/Solo Fin

Terrible Presence in effect.
| Aura of Unease Present |

He didn’t often forget to do things, but even perfectionists had their off days. In this case, the Seer had forgotten to enchant the alarm on the Astronomy door which would have usually informed him if someone was attempting to break into the classroom or his office. This was for a few reasons, but mostly because there had been sudden work that had come up, props of assigning a large project that he had assigned a week ago. Many last minute submissions were coming to his attention now, and it was now his job to go through each and every one and grade them independently, meticulously, and patiently. Suffice to say, he had been starting to retire to his quarters later and later than he should have been, his mind blurring more and more after every shortened night. A small lapse, and the result had been a tiny forgetfulness which could have been disastrous.

As it was, the Astronomy Professor had woken up, having ‘overslept’ the beginnings of his 5:00 pm office hours, and having finally tidied up and stormed all the way to the tower while the pocketwatch on his waist ticked impatiently past 7:00. Three hours, and he would have his first class, and for the first 2 hours past 5, there had been no Professor to speak of if any student had had any problems with schoolwork.

The Seer fumbled the silver clasp of his hooded cloak, speaking softly under his breath as he tried to somehow make up for lost time. The homework he would continue to grade late into the morning, it was the office hours and preparing for class that he was more worried about.

“Alohomora.” He commanded, pointing his wand at the door. With a click, the door opened, and on any normal day, the enchantment which would have alarmed the Seer would have dispelled itself, so he noticed not how there had in fact been no enchantment to break. “What I deserve for slipping on my responsibilities. You have taken upon yourself more than you can handle, Sire Chiadovini.” He chided externally, taking his first glance around his usually humble Astronomy Classroom, worn and torn from former years, so akin to how he remembered it in his earliest school years.

Except now... it didn’t seem all that in disrepair. Had the house elves come and decided to do a deep clean of his classroom out of generosity? Perhaps he was forgetting just how quaint the tower had the ability to be. Both of the options seemed more than unlikely.

Still looking about with a creased brow and critical eyes, Leonardo placed his book upon his desk, quietly observing and appraising the almost pristine room. The desks had been cleaned of graffiti, the scratches which had plagued them due to a first year’s boredom, old stains, new polish added. The small things which always caused Leonardo to look about his room in disgust. The magical graffiti, which would have been more difficult to remove without a more extensive knowledge, still remained, but with the Seer’s mind focused on them now, they were quickly cleaned up until the desks looked almost new. The stone floor was also swept and tidied, no loose papers and no parchment to be found. Everything appeared to have its place, its own little place where it could both be seen and easily reached if needed.

Returning to his desk again, Leonardo’s eye caught a scroll of parchment, sealed with a red wax seal in the shape of a bundle of ferns. Raising an eyebrow, Leonardo broke the seal open carefully, taking the seat behind his desk and probing the letter. It was surprisingly heavy, but as the Seer tipped the envelope, a small phial of crystal make fell into his palm, which was of course the cause of the letter’s substantial weight. Leonardo held it in his hand for a moment, searching his thoughts for why it was so familiar. He had several of these small phials, each of them containing a dose of Potion of Dreamless Sleep, but never had he let one of them escape his sight. As he focused his attention on the letter, Leonardo’s foggy thoughts did clear. Of that December night, when he had met a Slytherin girl who had snuck into his tower, chiding her softly before sending her back to her dormitory with this very phial, then gifting to her a larger quantity of it to remedy her nightmares like he would his own.

Miss... Capricorn, wasn’t it?

Leonardo’s gaze parted from the written words long enough to look upon the lavenders which sat on his desk. A beautiful purple flower, a color which denoted a royal nature. Their strong, yet soothing fragrance filled the air, a sweetness which was of a nature that the Seer was able to enjoy. Tipping his head thoughtfully, he read the letter once, twice, and thrice more, Macbeth joining him for the third reading, the screech owl having just arrived from his nightly flight.

After a moment more, Leonardo gently folded the letter without a work, placing it back in its envelope. Opening a drawer of his desk, Leonardo placed this new, heartfelt letter from a student besides another one with a similar red emblem sealed upon it. Two letters of different circumstance, of different minds, and of different worlds. Both of them dear or detested for their own reasons.

Perhaps, perhaps just once, Leonardo’s footprints were different from the ones which loomed close and abhorrent, closer than he wanted them to be. Perhaps this once, there had been something decent which had come from his actions. Just this once. Perhaps only this once. But once.

The flowers were left for the night, fresh and young, save for one strand of blossoms which, unseen to any other soul save for Macbeth’s, were pressed between a pair of books which Leonardo kept on his desk, preserved to look upon whenever the Seer felt the fancy to.

Exeunt

Reducio

@Kara Capricorn