Up On The Rooftop

[Snoozy]

Snoozy rather enjoyed his little outings per his master's request, considering they typically led him to Honeydukes one way or another. This time however, Waldo had also been been out on his own little adventure and, upon seeing something atop one of the wealthier residences that vaguely resembled the shape of a house elf, Snoozy had to pursue it.

After quickly apparating to the rooftop, the lone house elf realized that the shape, in fact, had been created by a pile of petals that somehow clumped oddly. What a pity, really. He desperately wanted to catch Waldo, yet again, during one of his vast hide and seek games but it appeared as if the striped-shirt wearing elf had eluded him again.

Just as Snoozy began to take his leave, he slipped on one of the petals and flew right off of the roof, fainted mid-air due to his inconvenient genealogical deficiency, and ended up sprawled upon the front lawn of the estate.

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   Lupus Jameshill

[Augustus Avery]

It was a pleasant evening, the sort of thing that summers were made to be – beautifully warm, mild, not a breath of wind, and the slowly fading light of the sun had meant Augusutus had been sititng in his back garden reading for longer than he had intended. A well intentioned servant had lit a magical light to the side of him, giving him enough light to continue reading. He had been thinking of giving up, and heading back inside when there was a clattering racket from above him, and a few loose roof tiles came pelting onto the patio, shattering into a thousand pieces. Augustus looked up just in time to see a largish object hurtling toward the ground from the 4th floor.

In an instant he had whipped out his wand and cast arresto momentum on the object, slowing it’s fall and placing it on the grass. The object was a house elf- an unconscious house elf – it appeared to be breathing and with no obvious sign of injury. With another wand flick he dash some water in the creatures face, hoping to revive it to life. ’Are you alright eh….elf?’ he asked, unsure how to address such creature, his own he simply used their names but short of that he stuck with species designation.

  

[Snoozy]

Luckily for the elf, his moments of "rest" typically lasted for only a few minutes, though, given a spout of water had smacked him in the face, this time around he awoke rather quickly. As his vision began to straighten out, he gazed upwards at his savior and began slightly mumbling due to his groggy state.

"Snoozy thanks... sir." He shakily stated as his arms worked to prop the rest of his small body up. He was unsure as to whether the man was there to harm him or actually help, despite the efforts already conducted, and really didn't want to stick around long enough to find out. He did have a task, one that he still remembered, so any time taken here would have only shortened his window for selection at Honeyduke's.

  

[Augustus Avery]

'Eh...are you alright?' Augustus asked a little awkwardly not entirely sure what the protocol was in a situation like this. Did he attend the elf? Did he send it to st Mungo's? Or did he contact the owner? He didn't want to be seen as remiss, especially not by an owner who might be a particularly attached to the creature, or who might take exception to another wizards lack of care for his property. Augustus was rather too much of a social climber to risk that, and his concern for the good opinion of wizarding society meant he would take care to be dutiful.

He stood and conjured a small chair, 'here' he said 'sit for a moment and recover properly, no poi t in rushing off to pass put again, you could end up seriously injured or crushed under cart wheels' the thought was vivid and rather repellant

  

[Snoozy]

"Snoozy is okay." He groggily stated as he attempted to stand. His weakened legs gave out before any progress was made so he simply sat to await their proper response. The man before him had seemed to be a rather nice and caring individual; Snoozy was glad he had landed on his roof and not one that belonged to some cruel couple.

After fading in and out of consciousness once more, the elf graced his face with a subtle smile once he saw the conjured chair. He had endured a rather taxing attempt at rising onto its seat but failed miserably, instead tumbling to the ground with a slight thud. "The chair is not... a friend... sir." Snoozy muttered with a breathy, almost drunken-sounding, laugh.

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[Augustus Avery]

Augustus was really very much at a loss as to how he should proceed. He had elves himself, and generally treated them well, but when it came to other people he wasn’t sure if he should treat them like people or like property. It was a bit harder when they were talking to him, he softened slightly when he saw how woosy the elf was.
It was obvious he couldn’t make into the chair, so Augustus transformed it to a pillow so the elf could lean back on it. ’Who is your owner? Should I send someone to tell him of your condition?’ he was sure the creature would need treatment.

@'Snoozy'

  

[Snoozy]

Snoozy quickly crawled over towards the pillow and sunk his head onto its soft surface. He was glad this human cared--or appeared to care--for his general well being and hadn't punished him for landing upon the roof. Perhaps his current condition aided this decision, though to conclude as much was not exactly an option for the elf in that instance as his mind was still fluidly cycling between thoughts of flying sweets and shimmering stars.

"Snoozy doesn't need master Reid knowing... this. Snoozy begs the kind gentleman to not tell." He gently spoke, followed by "Snoozy can get home on his own, promise." His eyes began to flutter while he laid still, wishing dearly to fully close so the poor elf could gain some much needed rest.

@'Augustus Avery'