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Professor Aine MacArthur

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About Professor Aine MacArthur

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    Muggle Studies Professor; Gryffindor House Delegate

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    United Kingdom Citizen

Character Information

  • Age & Birthday
    28, June 21
  • Gender
    Female, she/her/hers
  • Blood Status
    halfblood
  • Height & Build
    5'6 willowy
  • Sexual Orientation
    heterosexual heteroromantic
  • Romantic Status
    Taken By
  • Wand
    English Oak, Phoenix Feather and Kelpie Hair, 14, Supple
  • Abilities
    Animagus - Orange Tabby Cat; Telepathy
  • Face Claim
    Mona Johannesson

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  1. Professor Aine MacArthur

    Aine had a picnic basket over her arm, having decided Mac could stay at day care, because she knew very well that if she brought the baby Alec wouldn't ever eat, but would spend the whole time fussing over Mac and looking far more adorable than he had any right to do. She distinctly remembered from the first time they met that he habitually forgot to eat or put it off in favor of other things, and so she had loaded the basket with as many of his favorite things as she could (she'd stopped short of putting and undetectable extension charm on the thing and just packing the whole kitchen, because that seemed a bit much) and headed off to St. Mungo's to stop in. Knocking softly on his office door she grinned when she saw that she had guessed correctly. "That doesn't look like much of a lunch, I'm glad I brought myself something more substantial. Of course, you're welcome to share if you like." She teased as she walked right in.
  2. Professor Aine MacArthur

    Aine was running late to the Gryffindor event. It wasn't altogether surprising, she did that a lot lately, what with a baby and Alec, and just life in general. She kissed Alec on the cheek, grabbed the diaper bag, Mac snuggly wrapped against her chest in a carrier and headed off to the school. She smiled at the set up that Tawny had laid own, swinging by a donut and some hot chocolate before joining her colleague. "This looks quite spectacular, Tawny. I do believe the students will enjoy it. How has your summer been? Restful I hope." She was fairly certain they would only get a few moments before being bombarded by students.
  3. Professor Aine MacArthur

    Aine knew they had been together for a while, but having Mac complicated things, as did her being the Head of Ravenclaw and his being a healer. Neither of them took much time off work, they had to find a sitter if they did want to leave home at all, and then they both worried themselves sick about him. Sometimes she wondered who worried more. But tonight, they had done it, they'd gotten the sitter, taken the time and set up to go out together for some time on the town. She'd picked somewhere far afield, hoping that they could avoid her former students, and their parents, and his patients. It was casual, nothing that involved taking time to get ready. The sitter was prepped to stay overnight so they could really have an evening with just them, as long as they could both keep their minds focused on themselves and not worry themselves to death. "Are you ready, love?"
  4. Professor Aine MacArthur

    Aine rolled her eyes at him. Of course he was going to baby her, but she wasn't sure that she would have it any other way. "Just don't expect me to be meekly accepting of it and acquiesce quickly every time, you know." Her grin grew cheeky at his words. "I know, that's why I like you so much, you know?" She looked up into his eyes, lost for a moment and then nodded laughing again. "Oh, yes, I'm sure he'd enjoy it. He's already decided I'm old news, he got to see and hear enough of me for nine months. Although I'm sure he'll change his mind when he gets hungry." She grinned.
  5. Character Name: Professor Aine MacArthur Character Birthday: June 21 Character Age: 29 Country of Residence: UK Year: (N/A if not applicable) House: (N/A if not applicable) Job: Ravenclaw HoH, Herbology Face Claim: Mona Johanesson Abilities: Telepath, Orange Tabby Animagus Creatures: (N/A if not applicable) Additional Information: (N/A if not applicable)
  6. Professor Aine MacArthur

    Aine laughed "Well, we've always been quick healers in my family, and that's what magic is for, isn't it. But I'll live with the wait, if I get to have you for a longer time, Alec." She smiled up at him and laughed. "You are incorrigible. Well, he will have to prove himself then, and maybe one day he'll earn the full thing." She kissed him fondly and felt her heart flutter against him. She adored everything about him. She pulled back again and smiled. "Well, now that we're stationary, would you like to hold him?"
  7. Professor Aine MacArthur

    Aine smiled at her. "Well, he should be glad he has such a great Aunt. I'm sure you'll make a wonderful mother, if you want to be one that is." She was well aware that in this day and age there were plenty of people that didn't want to be tied down to traditional norms, and Aine respected that.
  8. Professor Aine MacArthur

    Aine grinned up at him and laughed. "I'm not certain that I'm thinking about the baby itself,but the process. Just because you were mister good and saintly, refuse to think about what you might want doesn't mean I was." She said darkly. "And I was dealing with pregnancy hormones. You were missed out, Alec." She teased. His encouragement of her already stubborn son earned him a look and she raised a brow. "You are not helping me, he can use the full name when he has enough height for all those letters." He parked her in the sweet and her hand moved up, reaching for his cheek. "Stubborn or not, all that does matter is I have everything I could want. I should warn you, this wee thing is rather proud of himself. He thinks it's entirely his doing." She laughed softly, but pulled him down, wanting another kiss.
  9. Professor Aine MacArthur

    "You could investigate a restraining order, but I'm sure you'd much rather put your time to better use, like taking me out, and taking me to bed once I'm healed." She said, being cheeky now. She was sure he'd probably do himself an injury over that last one, but she was making up for lost time. "I'd much rather have you than any plaque, and the asking matters less than finally being able to go, Alec, or even knowing your name, or how my heart speeds up every time you call me dear one, A ghrá geal." At just that moment, the little boy gave a loud wail. She looked down at the little boy in her arms and spoke to him for a moment. "Oh hush your impatience, you, yes, fine, I'll tell him what you think, no need to be so noisy about it, I can hear you with out the wailing, and it's not likely to make me listen any louder, you know. He is determined his name will be Manannán Alec. I think it's fine, but if it is, I'm calling him Mac until he grows into such a first name, you hear me boy." She said in a firm tone as they rolled down the hall. There was a pause of silence and she laughed. "Because I'm in charge here, I just brought you into this world, wee one, and I can take you back out, but he might try to stop me, so you'll be Mac, end of discussion." She shook her head and looked up at Alec. "Gryffindor indeed." she muttered.
  10. Professor Aine MacArthur

    Aine chuckled and shook her head. "I know, but I'm trying to teach him before he's in a greenhouse with me and pulls something that looks like hair but isn't and gets hurt. Because isn't that right, Mac, sometimes things aren't what they seem, my love." She cooed at the silly boy. She smiled at the pair. "You're a natural with this, do you have nieces and nephews?"
  11. Professor Aine MacArthur

    Aine smiled at the stubborn ox of a man who was now hers. Hers. She could barely believe it. "Well, I'm glad you didn't pay them mind, because I'm fairly certain I'd do some illegal things to get to you, you know. I'm just glad I didn't have to manipulate anyone's thoughts to get to them." She admitted. "I would have though." She confessed. He said she could have a plaque and she beamed at him. "In that case, I will need your help selecting the very best one, sweetheart, it must be something people wonder about, so that they understand that this is the most special piece of furniture in the whole hospital." She nodded. If he ever left, she wanted this desk. She would have it to. It would live in her house. Hopefully their house, but she wouldn't get her hopes up yet. "It is a joyous occasion, but so is that. Are you asking?" His last point had her laughing. "I guess you're lucky that I have some form of self-restraint then. Do you...do you want to hold him, Alec? I suppose I should figure out what I'm going to name him too...that seems fairly crucial now that he's here. Fascinatingly enough, he has his ideas, and they're not what you would think." It was actually fairly coherent, and she rather liked it, she actually thought it may be the best idea. She smiled down at the small life she held. "A Ravenclaw, I do believe, but a bold one, not a timid thing like me. He must've listened to your stories of being a hellion."
  12. Professor Aine MacArthur

    Aine set down the carrier and picked up Manannán Alec out of it. He squirmed around for a bit but then settled, looking up at her with his wide eyes and she smiled down at him. "This is Manannán Alec, or Mac. Can you say hi Mac? Can you say hi baby?" She cooed at him, giving his tummy a little tickle. He gave a little giggle and batted his little fist and kicked his chubby little legs. She carefully passed him over to Brook, waiting until she had a hold of him firmly, supporting the head well. Smiling as he smiled up at the pretty blonde and cooed at her, reaching for her long hair. "No, no, Mac, we don't pull hair, silly love, that isn't very nice." She took his little hand, and it curled around her finger and she held it. She looked up at Brook. "He really likes you a lot." onesie
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  14. Professor Aine MacArthur

    Aine smiled and looked at Brooklyn’s eyes. ”I’ve got time, if you do, would you like to hold him?” She didn’t know Brook well, but it wasn’t often that people met tiny babies that they could hold. ”Alec will be so jealous though, he always wants to be the one to hold him if I’m not.” She laughed. ”He was the healer who saw me the first time, and through a long convoluted process, we wound up dating. I suppose that one would call him my boyfriend. It was a mess to get it approved, the silly man wouldn’t even call me by my name the first time I saw him out an about, despite me winding up not behing his patient.”
  15. Professor Aine MacArthur

    Aine smiled at him, also chuckling. ”I’m sure. I find it so strange that no other woman even attempted to snatch you up. More fool them, more luck for me.” She grinned at him and laughed again. ”Perhaps I will get you a little plaque for right where my bottom was planted. Would that be effective? I’ll make sure it’s writen in gaelic so very few will know what it says.” She sighed at him and shook her head at him slightly. ”I suppose I can give that to you then. If it’s rare it’s a joyous occasion.” She could see him being a bit of a pushover, even when he had refused to be informal with her, she’d picked up on how much he put into his job, and how much he would give other people time off while overworking himself. ”I’m teasing you, if you tried, I’d hex you into a billion tiny pieces. Remember that.” She grinned at him. She looked down at her little boy in adoration, amazed at how small he was and how very precious.
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