Endless Paperwork (Gwen)

[Severus Snape]

Severus sat in his office his desk piled higher and higher with paperwork the Dark Lord heaped upon him as payment for separating Destrane from Helena during class hours. Sighing he pushed away from his desk, having been hunched over it for hours on end since the scrolls began appearing on his desk. He needed help with all of this.

Walking around his desk, he stretched and tried to think of someone who would keep the session on the down low if asked about. Turning he threw a fist full of floo powder into the fireplace. “Gw… Ms. Belafore? May I see you for a second or two when you have time?”

(bleh sorry for suckyness)

[Gwenavere Belafore]

Gwenavere heard Severus' words in her fireplace from her rather comfortable position in the bath and nodded before realizing he could not see that, (well she hoped not anyway). "Yes, coming!" she called, quickly hopping out of the bath and dressing in a set of simple but accentuating scarlet and black robes. No matter how Slytherin her blood was, Gwen would always favour scarlet over forest green. They consisted of a deep scarlet vest which covered a white button-up, much like the Hogwarts student uniform, the vest's v-front coming down to rest just between her breasts. Her skirt was the shade of blood that reached the floor, the swishy material naturally snug around her hips, but slightly flared toward her feet, which were clad in paten-leather heals that boosted her height by a good two inches.

With ease, she pulled her dark brown locks up in a simple clip, deciding to let the trip through the fireplace dry it, which would set the loose ringlets it usually liked to take on. The witch donned a light, black, floor-length jacket with flaring sleeves and a bodice that hugged her hour-glass figure with an utmost perfection. Once dressed and presentable, Gwen grabbed her twelve and a half inch, cherry stained ebony wand and got a handful of Floo powder before stepping into the fireplace; after tossing the powder to her feet, she called, "Headmaster Snape's Office."

With a familiar swirl of green flames, Gwenavere Belafore arrived in Severus' office with a blank expression and relaxed posture, as if she expected nothing at all to come of the meeting. "You called?" she said, turning her attention to the pacing Headmaster, whose bum was currently facing her, giving her a nice view of the appendage. Hmm ... Wonder if it's- she thought, her gaze snapping up as he turned to face her. "Or was it an impostor with an impeccable ability to adopt your voice?