fandomhigh | DADA for Muggles [period 3, Wednesday]

This time around, programming the Danger Shop had been...well, marginally less difficult, though hardly simple. It was a lucky thing that the students arrived when they did, because had they been five minutes earlier, they might have been treated to hearing some rather colorful language from both their professors.

In any case, it was now a dark, moldering parlor, filled with furniture that had once been ostentatious and was now starting to decay after several decades of disuse.

"Hello!" Remus called, falsely bright because the room...was not so much. "Not every object you encounter is going to present themselves and yell 'Look at me, I do evil things for fun!' Sometimes -- like the boggart -- dark objects and creatures choose to hide in the most ordinary of places. In your media, there's a common enough trope of a 'book of evil' or some such, which when read will place a curse upon all present. These sorts of things are not just stories in many places, though."

Sirius was looking deeply unhappy as he looked around. Ahh, home. How he hadn't missed it. "At home, we have an entire section of our government devoted to bewitched and misused objects." He moved his arms to encompass the room. "Or, as I call them, beloved family heirlooms." The sarcasm was sharp enough to etch something. "On these sheets of parchment," he waved his wand to disperse them, "are the cursed objects in this room you are looking for."

"Gloves are not remotely optional today, unless you aren't particularly attached to your skin," Remus added a bit grimly. "Let us know if you need any help. We're both rather familiar with this place."

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Sirius was glancing around the room with a very sour expression on his face. He hated his mother's decorating style.

"So what, was the idea to lure intruders into the death drap room? Or was this the room that kids, hopefully, weren't allowed in?"

Sirius snorted. "It was the front parlor. It's where we entertained guests. If you touched things that weren't yours, that was your own fault."

"Did they at least warn the kids, 'don't touch Daddy's snuff box'?" This place was starting to remind her of some of the Unseelie houses she'd heard stories about.

"Of course not," Sirius replied. "You had to learn somehow."

~~Let 'im pull it on his head a few times, he'll learn.~~ "Not big believers in child proofing the home I guess."

"You could say that," Sirius said wryly. His mother hadn't exactly been the nurturing type.

Leda's foster parents might have been Elf-Bigots, but they weren't quite this bad. If they'd had any such things they'd have been kept under lock and key. With a few kid safe wards around them just in case.

She couldn't think of anything else to say, witty or otherwise so she simply went with a sincere;

"My condolences."

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