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Addison Toft

Laid down there, with a shovel up out of reach somewhere

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Addison Toft

Addison was not completely heartless. Even though she sentenced Idina to picking up abraxan poop by hand, when the time to serve that sentence actually came, she provided the Slytherin with a set of dragonskin gloves and a metal shovel. The point of this was to punish Idina, not degrade her.

 

She did that on her own, well enough, when she drank poison, knowing it was poison.

 

"Come on, it's not even that bad today. They normally poop way more than this," Addison said, surveying the stretch of grass where the abraxans had been sequestered. It turned out that caring for abraxans wasn't all that different from caring for a regular horse, or even for Sableplume. Feed, groom, clean, repeat. They weren't as playful as Sableplume was though, but maybe that's because they'd been bred to be all haughty and arrogant, throwing their heads up and snorting like they were pulling a carriage for the queen of England.

 

"You'll get used to the smell too." She nudged Idina. "Let's get moving. The sooner you finish this, the sooner you can get back to the rest of your life."

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Idina Iordanau

Contrary to what Addison seemed to believe about Idina, the Slytherin was not dreading the task she had been assigned. The Head Girl's reassurances and equipment were appreciated, but the Slytherin saw this as a strength-training opportunity more than a punishment. As far as Idina was concerned, the worst part of the entire thing was that she had to do it with Addison.

 

"Maybe if you had bloody noticed something was wrong, it wouldn't have been so bad," Idina grumbled, snatching at the gloves and shoving her hands into them roughly. The Gryffindor should have just kept her nose out of things that didn't concern her rather than trying to make herself look better to all the professors, thinly veiled as being concerned for the safety of the Hogwarts students. "Everything was under control and Damaris and I were both perfectly safe. I'm not a complete moron you know."

 

Once the over-sized gloves were finally sitting more comfortably on her hands, Idina grabbed the shovel and followed Addison toward where they were going to be working. Or really, toward where she would be working while Addison supervised or did whatever she'd be doing. 

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Addison Toft

Addison drawled, "Oh I'm sure you had everything under control, like the part where you passed out." She rolled her eyes. If the Durmstrang poisoners cared so little about potentially creating an international incident, then she doubted they would care enough about the well-being of anyone they injured. Incidentally, the blonde hadn't heard or seen much from the key perpetrator of the incident since that evening. She still saw him around the grounds every now and then, but he was keeping his head down and out of trouble, which she felt smug about.

 

"People who aren't complete morons definitely drink poison on a regular basis too," she added, rolling her eyes. "Nothing quenches your thirst like a good poison, right?"

 

Addison turned and pointed her wand over to the shed where professor Qin stored most of the groundskeeping material for her creatures. Summoning a metal trough, she levitated it through the air towards them, and then dumped it down onto the ground. "Come on, chop chop. The poop isn't going to pick itself up." She nodded down at the shovel.

 

Sorry, I meant to reply to this way sooner ❤️ 

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