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Originally Posted by Maxilocks  'Different reasons.' The one phrase in her statement that mildly struck Jared. He could not figure her out right now, but that suited him just fine. He did not like many things, but he liked the company of interesting people. "I can show you the Descoteaux Estate, for one thing," he said good-naturedly. One place not many others could, though knowing that had hardly been a source of pride for him in the past. Too many complications, as far as family and family matters were concerned. "That actually sounds like a fine arrangement." She'd just have to let him know in advance, or he might be attempting to convince a manticore to please, not eat him while she enjoyed France's beauty.
Why did his thoughts love to make fun of him? Jared almost grinned and then, realizing that he hadn't said anything out loud to grin about, did not. Not that that made a difference here.
Change in perspective. "Looks like you're already teaching me, mademoiselle," Jared laughed, a warm laugh but one that might have been real or fake [one could hardly ever tell with Jared] not at all aware that he was echoing her own thoughts. "But theory and practice are two different things, entirely. Here's to the hope that if it comes to the latter, you won't throw me out of the North Tower." He lifted his goblet to her, an amused look in his eyes. The corners of Renée's mouth turned up slightly, yet again, as she first got enough from Jared to say that he hadn't quite figured her out yet, and then it seemed she'd finagled a possible invitation to a family home. An estate even. She couldn't say she really had known many people who had an estate, and she couldn't exactly say she was desperate for money. Just not an estate person. "That sounds like it could be interesting," she said vaguely, still tuned in to him the slightest bit. She hadn't really looked away from him very much, and it was hard to completely abandon it when she'd gotten even the tiniest bit in. And another faint grin crept onto her face at his next comment. or the thought attached, as it seemed he'd amused himself as well. "I'll make sure to remember that then." She wouldn't want to miss more possibilities for amusing conversation because of manticores.
Her dark eyes widened slightly at his almost joking words regarding their jest abotu her teaching him her specialty, however. She hadn't thought he was like her, beyond the already decided flip-side ability. He didn't seem like he knew she'd been thinking that, but it was hard to tell. Just like the laugh had been hard to determine. It hadn't seemed entirely put on, but she could have been reading things into the matter. "That is completely true, and I'll promise right now that I'll try not to throw you out of my tower," she said, accompanying it with another wry smile. The likelihood of that happeneing was slim anyway, especially physically. She imagined he could counteract any charms she could use as well, given his subject. It was all hypothetical anyway. Text Cut: Treyen, Ellie and Lily <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by Lockhartian Then he heard Ellie whisper something to him? Except, that was no whisper, it could be perfectly heard by anyone who was in close range, like the new Divination Professor.
The boy was slightly surprised by that, though, by the way Ellie spoke again. There was only the tiniest smirk on his face. Even if he sort of knew that her words were totally uncalled for.
Oh, but he didn't want to face Ellie, he wouldn't want to venture the sight of tears on her face.
That voice was, like, music to his ears. A choir of angels singing right beside him. This time he did venture a look towards the beautiful voice and smiled. "Evening, Healer Moretti," he said, totally oblivious as to what she was saying and to whom it was being said to.
She could be deadly, you know, Moretti, because he seemed to wander off into other world.
But whatever cloud he'd been at, thanks to the Healer, he was brought back to earth rather hard and pretty fast.
The boy couldn't help but eye the Healer before turning back to meet this other woman's gaze. He wouldn't want his favorite Healer to think badly of him, would he?
Treyen straightened himself and had that tiniest smirk again, "Lockhart," he said, with a slight feel of pride as he said it. He'll always say it that way, no matter if he already knew the truth about Gilderoy. 'New isn't always bad'. "But we don't know that, do we?" he was trying to keep his voice away from any rude hint whatsoever. The Healer was paying attention now. "At any rate, we'll hope things go well," and was that the nicest thing he had to say? Yes.
He, of course, listened to what the woman said to Ellie and sincerely hoped that the words wouldn't make the Ravenclaw cry. He truly did hope so, since the words had managed to make him teary on the inside.
Then again, his heart was already broken, he was bound to be a bit more susceptible to those words. But he nodded when she mentioned her office. They may pay a visit....or not. We'll see.
And he was about to head down to his table...when...'new transfiguration professor'.
He. Froze. In. Place.
Even his eyes seemed frozen, for they weren't even managing to blink. He swallowed hard and kept his eyes on Lafay. He must have heard wrong, right? Treyen didn't even want to look towards where Kingsley should be sitting.
Yeah, that was it. He was becoming a bit distressed about the fact that he wasn't around at the moment, so now he was hearing things, yes. The boy should probably head back to the table. His table. Hufflepuff table, that is. Quote:
Originally Posted by Colley ♥ Regardless, Lilyan Moretti, who rarely gave a reprimand, had felt that it was necessary. Obviously the students would be upset about not seeing their favorite professors, but, like she had thought before, it didn't give license for them to be rude.
She nodded to the woman, and made a note to owl Lexi when she returned to her office. Maybe it would make her feel better to know that the students had not forgotten the missing professors.
As she thought, Lilyan noted the look of another male professor. What subject was he teaching, then? She offered a polite smile at him, since he was looking, and because she was not the type to yell at people across a table.
There would be plenty of time to get acquainted later on.
Turning her eyes back to the students, Lilyan smiled at Treyen, though he was not exactly off the hook either, "Good Evening to you, Mr. Lockhart, did you have a lovely summer?"
She was suddenly reminded of the little boy who appeared in her hospital during her first term, worried about scarring his "beautiful face". Ah. Kids grew fast, didn't they? Quote:
Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu Oh, great Healer Moretti, thaaaanks. Now the mean teacher knew her name. Ellie was planning on going phony or something. HMPH.
And Meanie Teacher was NOT making this situation any better. True, Ellie was less sad now, but she was more angry. She didn't like this woman's choice of words. Nope.
"You don't understand! And you don't know anything about Reyn to tell us that he misses us," Ellie shot at her. That was just coldddd, teacher. Sniffle.
And the whole 'nothing to do with him leaving'? Yeah, lies. She was sure of it, now. Well...not really. Deep down, she knew Bishop had nothing to do with Reyn leaving. It was all Ginger's fault. Meanie Ginger.
Later? Ellie chewed this thought over. She presumed the 'in private' was code for 'office'. Which would mean no other teachers like Moretti sticking up for the newbie meanie teacher. Therefore, she liked the idea. "I think I'll take you up on that offer." Probably in the morning, though, cuz crying was actually making her pretty tired. And tomorrow still counted as later.
So with that business temporarily out of the way, Ellie became conscious of Treyen losing focus on the IMPORTANT part. That was until she'd caught and processed what was going on. Something about 'new Transfiguration professor' and 'where's Kingsley'.
OHNO.
Ellie, dry of tears, was able to clearly focus on her friend. If Kingsley was gone...that'd be, like, the end-all for him. He'd dressed up as the Professor for the costume ball last term, for Merlin's sake.
"He must've taken up another post," she quickly said. She wasn't one for letting things go, apparently. "Like Charms, maybe." It was similar to Transfiguration after all. It crossed paths occasionally, too. Didn't they go over that in class before? And since Carlton's not here...
Wait.
Where was Carlton?
"Healer Moretti..." Ellie began. She knew about the Hawaii thing. Carlton mentioned it at the feast when Ellie was trying to convince Reyn not to leave. "Professor Carlton...she's just running late, right?" She was probably just applying aloe to the sunburn she must've gotten in Hawaii. Most likely. Quote:
Originally Posted by Lockhartian What?!
Treyen's eyes widened ever so slightly when he heard what Ellie was replying back the newly appointed Professor. Had Ellie been that attached to Nolan? Yes.
"Ellie, that's enough," he said, keeping his voice low. It was almost a whisper, honestly. He was actually worried about Ellie gaining a detention or something.
But, hey, if it helped with the NO tears strategy, then he was all up for it.
His face was turned to Ellie when she spoke next. Another post. She was forever smart for saying that, but why did it feel like she was doing that so he'll feel better?
There was no answer from his side, though he was blinking, at least. Even if he was terrified of knowing the truth if it meant that Kingsley was gone.
Terrified. So, yes, he was close to panicking now, AGAIN.
The ever-soothing voice managed to keep his panicking away. And he was grateful for that.
He smiled, again, and it seemed that it was the only thing he did whenever Moretti was around. Even if someone was dying at the tournament, he was smiling.
Oh, and she went to Hawaii? "I'm glad you did," he said, still smiling, yes, "You must have looked beyond beautiful there," and that's when he noticed what he said, "I mean--not you, the landscaping you know, you must have looked at pretty beautiful sights in there," and now the Hufflepuff was blushing only a bit.
He'd never been to that side of the World, but he'd seen the pictures, the Muggle ones, and it was beautiful.
Now, he could stay here forever, honestly. Who needed the Hufflepuffs? Actually, the Hufflepuffs didn't need a Lockhart, right? They already had a Fletcher. Soooo, he won't be missed if he stayed here...or at the Hospital Wing the whole year.
He placed his elbow on Ellie's shoulder and totally leaned on her. Yes, he was comfortable, or as comfortable as one could be when that shoulder was at the same height as your own. Except, he had no idea he was leaning on Ellie. He even crossed his right leg in front of the left one as he did so.
Man! That wall was comfy, the one he was leaning on. At least the drama with the students was good for one thing. Distracting her from contemplating the many ways she wouldn't be able to vent frustration with Jared's perceived inability to comprehend Divination with ejecting him from the tower. Not that she didn't think she could break through that, just like she could break through the students' disappointment and immature actions. Perhaps not right now, but she would get through to them. She did feel like an explanation might be necessary to the healer, as while the other staff member seemed to accept her words, there was other things beneath it. And that was without using anything beyond the vague sensations at the table, at least the area where they were. She needed to handle the students first however, as it seemed down to her now.
She inclined her head at the Hufflepuff boy as he supplied his name with a smirk, first. "Well, pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr. Lockhart. Even if right now we don't seem to meet eye to eye," she said nicely, before regaerding him calmly as he replied to her earlier comments. Part of her hoped he had more promise than the man whose surname he shared, but then that was history. "You're right. You don't, which is why there needs to be a bit of faith," she replied. In her qualifications, if not in her teaching abilities. Both seemed to be tenuous with these two students, with their being upset at Professor Reynolds being gone. "We shall," she concluded simply, when it came to Mr. Lockhart's addition to the mess.
At whcih point her attention went back to Miss Stone. Who still seemed the more vocal of the two in her disappointment and sadness. Although she found the silent accusation towards the healer interesting. She hadn't needed that to know her name. She didn't flinch at the continued venting, however. Niether did she say anything, as she had a feeling anything she said would be twisted right now. There needed to be a bit of distance in the matter, from the heightened emotions of the feast, if not everything else. She did wonder if the girl really meant what she said, though, as it made her sound like she didn't think her beloved professor would miss her. A knowing glint crept into her eyes at the agreement to postpone the discussion til later, however. Simply at the thought that she would be without defense. She was never without defense, and her office was her turf. not to mention it had adorable puppy going for it. "I'll see you later then," she said, before leaving them to their continued thoughts and worries. Since she wasn't the only new professor there, and it seemed they were now noticing.There were others she needed to continue conversations with before things got fully underway. Quote:
Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Kurumi took a deep breath before slowly raising her head. Her hair was a bit of a mess now from all the bowing with lose strands falling out of her once neat pony-tail and some of her bangs sticking straight up, off to the side, and in all directions. "Thank you," Kurumi smiled seemingly to have stopped her nervous stuttering. Should she apologize for bowing over again over again? No, that would probably make her do more bowing. Best to just do as the professor said and relax. "Professor, if you don't mind my asking, why were you at the party?" Perhaps she was a friend of Jake's mother? Renée turned back to Miss Hollingberry with relief as the girl finally shifted from her bow. She was itching to smooth the askew hair down, but the weirdness of that might start things off again. And she didnt want that so soon after the previous awkwardness. "You're welcome," she replied, at least glad the girl had relaxed enough to have stopped stuttering. Nervousness just made her uncomfortable, honestly, and there was enough going on right now without that. She smiled at the girl as she spoke again, however. "Of course I don't mind. If you'd like my honest answer, I went because I saw the invitation posted while I was in Diagon Alley. And I'd figured it could be a good place to get to know some of the students before the term started. In a more relaxed setting, you see." Another half-smile crept onto her face as she continued to remember. The prospect of ice cream hadn't been bad either. Text Cut: ze speech(es) Quote:
Originally Posted by Cassirin "Excellent advice, Mister Gevrik," Tate gave the man an oddly formal bow before he rose lazily from his own seat. He swept out his hands for silence, enjoying the way students stopped chattering at his gesture.
You see that, Lafay? If he was just a figurehead, they wouldn't acknowledge him. These students weren't idiot pawns to be played in someone else's game.
"If I can have your attention, students... if you can bear with me for a few moments of business chatter, there is a bountiful feast as reward on the other side. I welcome you back to Hogwarts once again. To returning students, you will see new faces at the staff table. Please make every effort to welcome staff members and students to our home. To new students... the rules at Hogwarts are simple and we will make every effort to make them clear. First and foremost, make good choices and do not die."
Always always... do not die.
"In addition to our new staff, we also welcome Mr. Ikenna Gevrik to Hogwarts. He will be serving as... a special security consultant and is very interested in making the school as safe as possible. It is my desire that you make him welcome and listen to everything he has to say. It is, of course, your own responsibility to way those things you hear against your own conscience and make decisions that are right for yourself."
And... did Gevrik want to say anything? Hmm? Quote:
Originally Posted by Ikenna Gevrik As a masterful, focused man often does, Ikenna ignored those around him still trying to address him and waited for Casey Tate's introduction. He stiffly returned the 'bow', or whatever that awkward jerking was, and then turned out toward the students.
"Thank you for that welcome, Headmaster Tate. I am, as he said, Mr. Ikenna Gevrik, Special Security Liaison to the School." He extended a warm smile toward the assembled students and bowed in their direction as well, though at the same time he swept his arms out, he also cast a nonverbal sticking charm at Vindictus' hands in mid-clap.
With the clapping stopped and a dead silence in the Hall, Ikenna straightened back up with a genuinely friendly expression.
"Those of you who can recall events of the past, from a flooding school to an underground fight club, will find it easy to see why the Ministry of Magic has concerns about security around its most precious asset: the bodies and minds of our future leaders. Those of you who may be younger will at the least realize that a heightened sense of safety and security around the castle will not only allow everyone to sleep better at night, but it will also pre-empt any future warnings from your professors, such as orders to 'do not die.'"
Gevrik's beetle-like eyes glittered for a moment with amusement as he cracked a smile, and then he continued onward in a most amicable tone.
"Perhaps some of your good, safe choices this year will lead to good rewards, not only for you, your professors or your house-mates, but perhaps also for the betterment of all mankind. The times are changing swiftly and as the Headmaster said, I can only ask that you lend me your ears and remain open-minded this school year, for you will all find that I am not your typical dose of Ministry intervention."
No, Ikenna Gevrik could be something much more sinister...but he did not drop the smile from his face or the friendliness in his tone...yet.
"Again, I appreciate Hogwarts opening its doors to me and I can only hope that you will all also open your minds and hearts, for I hold the safety and security of us all very dear in mine."
He bowed his head once more to signify the end of his speech and then smoothly slid back down into his seat. But then it seemed Headmaster Tate had decide to get things rolling, and she turned her attention to the man as he stood to make the traditional speech. After silently hoping the students had all returned to their tables, as she knew the protocol. The addition of the advice against dying was new, though. To her. It was interesting, although, that he'd include it. Good advice, even if it was blunt. She'd wondered about the part about welcoming the new staff, too. Had he noticed the tiny incident? Possibly. The itnroduction of the creepy man who'd taken Vindictus' seat, though. That made her eyes narrow speculatively. She still had her suspicions about the dark man, and now that she knew a bit more she could do her own checking once she was back in her office. Provided he didn't suspect her as well. At least about what she had decided was their similarity.
First it seemed Mr. Gevrik wanted to make his own speech, and she settled into her seat again as he addressed the students with one sympathetic look at the Ravenclaw head of house. She'd listen to what he said, do her own silent analysis. As there was definitely hidden meaning in there, even if she hadn't exactly figured it out. Things were definitely going to be interesting this term, and she reached for her glass of water again as it seemed the time for speeches was over. Obviously Mr. Gevrik didn't want applause, so she wouldn't give it. She'd just wait for the feast, and continue to analyze everything that happened. She had her work cut out for her, definitely.
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