It was late. Students had been in bed for hours now and the house elves were hard at work cleaning. Olympia Rosewood sat in the kitchens, munching on a plate of sweets the house elves had offered her. Green eyes stared down at the half finished paperwork in front of her. It was the start of the new year and already requests for Quidditch pitch reservations were pouring in from her team. Ollie sat back and stretched her arms with a small groan as her back popped. The blonde woman loved her job. Charms professor and Head of Gryffindor house at Hogwarts.

Of course, being a Head of House meant for a lot more paperwork from the Headmistress, Grace. The bane of her existence, paperwork. A heave sigh left her lips as she reached out to grab a pastry off the plate that had magically refilled itself. "Can we get anything for you, mistress?" A small house elf squeaked next to her elbow. A friendly smile was cast down to the small creature as she nodded. "A glass of pumpkin juice would be wonderful." Ollie replied before she hunched back over the paperwork. Sweets were one of the only ways she could get through paperwork. Alcohol was the other, but she had already had more to drink than normal.

Ollie said a small thanks as the house elf placed a goblet and a pitcher of pumpkin juice on the table by her sweet plate. Green eyes looked back down to the paperwork she had started late. The kind Russian professor had brought the paperwork to her earlier and Ollie had been putting it off all day. Now, she regretted the decision immensely. It was well after midnight and she wasn't close to being finished. Not to mention the fact that her tired eyes were starting to blur the words together and she still had papers to grade. Some of her more studious students were hounding her about what their grades were on the essays. A sigh left her lips as she leaned back against the seat, picking up her filled goblet and looking around the kitchen at the busy house elves. Where was a friend when she needed one? Better yet, where was a teachers assistant that she could pass the paperwork on to?

After barging in on an empty office, it didn't take a genius to figure out where the missing charms professor might be and Christian set off towards the kitchens with a smirk on his face. It didn't take long until he had reached the fruit painting and e made quick work of tickling the pear to gain entry. A bit of a nuisance to him, but he had to concede that it was a clever bit of magic.

Smiling brightly as he located her familiar profile, Christian was beside her in three short strides and plopped himself down unceremoniously as a glass of scotch was placed before him along with a slice of chocolate cake by a rather disapproving looking house elf. He always thought it a little odd that they so willingly aided him in his vices but he never said as much. He supposed they probably weren't able to say no to a teacher unless the circumstances were extenuating. Either way he smiled his thanks at the retreating elf before turning to Ollie.

"Look at you, making us all look bad." He said with a wink before taking his first drink. "Are you even aware of the time or are you just striving to be an overachiever?" He grinned before downing the rest of his drink and picking up a fork.

A large smile lit up the blonde woman's face as a familiar voice sounded beside her. A pale hand set down her goblet as she tilted her body toward her good friend. "Overachiever?" Laughter bubbled up from her chest and she shook her head. "Yeah right. I'm behind on my paperwork, as usual." Ollie smiled and leaned forward to pluck another pastry off the plate before she caught sight of the chocolate cake in front of Christian.

Smiling, she picked up the fork set down by the house elves and stole a bit. "Mmm. Delicious." She said before stealing another bite. Green eyes turned back to the multitude of papers spread out before her. "I have paperwork from Grace I haven't finished and my Gryffindors are the over achievers this year. They already have in all they requests for the pitch and clubs in." Ollie set the fork down and pinched the bridge of her nose.

"What are you doing down here?" Her happy demeanor was back almost instantly. Her trademark smile crossed her lips as she watched her good friend and coworker, waiting for his flirtations. It was the same all the time. He flirted, she brushed it off and they stayed good friends. If it hadn't been for her ex husband, Ollie would probably have looked into the flirtations, but he had ruined her. In fact, Ollie wondered if she would ever be open to dating again.

Maybe she should just change her name and then go back into the dating field. Too many people associated Rosewood with money and power. Two things she didn't have. She had stopped taking her father's money when she got a job of her own. Ollie paid for everything herself with the money she earned from Hogwarts. Shaking her head slightly to free her mind of the thoughts, Ollie looked back to Christian, green eyes examining him as she waited for his response.