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Slytherin Fifth Year |  Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
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Originally Posted by DanialRadFAN01 
"Hi." Callie said again awkwardly, fully aware of the blue eyes sweeping over her appearance. Gahhh she KNEW she shouldn't have worn the orange dress! What was she THINKING?! The orange totally clashed with the new headmistress's hair!
Ummmm.....
WHAT DID THAT MEAN?!?! "Uh, yeah I hope so." And with that, Callie turned on the spot and headed back to her chair. Freak out to commence in 3...2...1
Anastasia's cat-like grin only widened as the Divination professor seemed to turn a shade of white usually only seen in ghosts. Heheh. She hadn't even said anything, had she? Was the woman so unsure in her "divine gifts" that she couldn't even take a joke?
"We'll chat later, I'm sure, Ms. Elwood." And the Bunz watched as the blonde scurried back to her seat like an admonished puppy.
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Originally Posted by McFeisty Mika wanted to thank the Professors and everyone for insuring their safe arrival at Hogwarts. Sure some were slightly damaged but at least nothing horrible had happened right? No one was standing with their head out of the window of the train when the things went down so that they would fall out of it and break everything.
Speaking of falling she was sore from being fallen on - and her arms were tired from carrying the gift bags her mum had sent her with. Chocolates galore. Each of the bags had a small selection of all the other candies - and the cookies her mother had made them.
They just weren't the super-cool rainbow cookies. Those ones were FUN.
Placing the first box infront of the Headmistress she smiled.
"H-hello," she smiled, "we didn't really meet I don't think - well not on a personable basis on the train...I'm Amelia Johanson but you can call me Mika - and this here gift box of sweets there are enough for all the Professors and guests" she smiled. Well well. Students just didn't get the memo about not approaching the staff table, did they?
"Looks like we'll need to work on intimidating the students more," the redhead loudly commented to the man seated at her left. Yes, Hops, shoo these children away from her table. How was she ever going to eat dinner with these bug-eyed babies staring at her all night?
Bunz wasn't even going to be TEMPTED by the heavy package of chocolates this one had brought her. SHE WOULD NOT BE BOUGHT. Not yet, anyway. It was too early in the term.
"Amelia, dear," the redhead finally greeted the girl, though she was not at all returning the child's smile, "thank you for the gift, but PLEASE, I must insist that you return to your seat this instant. I have a speech to give before we can all eat. And do me a favor, dear, will you?" The Headmistress moved the package from the table to the floor beside her chair. "Tell your Housemates to not come up here either. Not until the feast is ending. THANK YOU."
Buh-bye.
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Originally Posted by Destiny Oh, she could see everything from where she sat. And she was far less excited as more and more of the Professors walked into the great hall. At least, far less excited as more and more of the female Professors walked into the great hall.
Why hadn't she received the memo that this was a formal start-of-term feast? Vanora would have dressed more appropriately. Instead of looking like she had just left the barn. Which she had, but that was besides the point. She would have to talk to Cece later about this. Bunz's gaze drifted away from the little girl at the table and moved on down the table, toward the woman in the Care of Magical Creatures spot. Ugh, in all her time at Hogwarts, that seat had ALWAYS been occupied by someone who didn't know how to dress. First it has been Iliana, now it was.... Vanora? Was it?
What a weird name for a weird-dressing woman. The redhead wrinkled her nose at the professor's attire and shook her head, subtly sending the message that her outfit was not appropriate for a feast, and then turned back toward the other end of the table.
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Originally Posted by Marion Burbage My my my my my!
If she had been fifty years younger chances were that Marion's cheeks would have been rosy little roses by now from sheer embarrassment. As it were though, she was more aggravated at having to move from one end of the table aaaaaaaaaaall the way to the other. She wasn't getting any younger!
But the chaaaaaaarming voice of dear little Annie caught her ear and turned her slight frown completely upside down. "Oh yes, I doooooo see it now," she nodded in her sing-song voice once again. "And the pleasure is all mine, dear. You know I would never refuse a request from either you or your father. I doooooo hope that I do not misplace my classroom in the same manner I have misplaced my seat."
Hohohohohoho!
"Do send your father my regards, dear, and that I expect our next tea engagement to be sooner rather than later. Henry is looking forward to it as well."
Now...to find her seat... Annie smiled politely as Marion passed by on her way to her correct seat. "Yes, of course, Mrs. Burbage, I'll be sure to do just that." She laughed lightly at the woman's seeming forgetfulness and nodded again. "Will do. Enjoy the rest of the feast now."
She'd be sure to stop by her tower later this week and give her a proper welcome and maybe she'd share some of those chocolates with her...
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Originally Posted by Cassirin "She'd have made us all miserable if she was anything else. Her sister is a Ravenclaw too, you know." And she really did think that Anastasia knew that. Probably had memorized most of the seventh years and all the student leaders. The woman was sharp as a porcupine quill.
"Don't let her get away with anything that makes you uncomfortable on account of me or anyone else. It doesn't do her any favors." "She is, I know," Annie continued the conversation with Rae. "I certainly hope she wouldn't expect any special treatment, even if she IS the daughter of two of Hogwarts' greatest legends."
There, nothing wrong with a bit of flattery for Mrs. Branxton. "Do you think I should give my speech now?" the redhead worried a bit as she saw students still taking their seats. Merlin, why were they all so WET?
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Originally Posted by Mell It felt like it had taken forever and a day to get here, but finally Sebastian was making his way up to the staff table, soaking wet and giving his wand a vigorous shake. It seemed to have stopped working for some reason. Maybe it was waterlogged after he had to jump into the lake after that kid.
He shook his head but he was chuckling lightly as he walked. Never in a million years had he thought this was how his first day at his first real job was going to be.
Halfway to the staff table and a few sparks emitted from his wand and he gave it another shake. "Come on." he muttered. The last thing he needed was to sit up there amongst his fellow colleagues, dripping water all over the place.
He was almost at the table when he felt a small, faint breeze of warm air surround him and he let a sigh of relief. Things would be alright. Except they weren't because while he managed to get most of himself dried, by the time he got to his chair, his hair and shirt were still a little wet.
Better than nothing he supposed.
Seb's gaze automatically went to the red head sitting in the centre of the table and he gave her an apologetic smile. "Headmistress." he inclined his head and a few drops of water dripped down his face. "My apologies for being late. But just as I got the kids into the boats, the storm started making the trip across the lake a little...hazardous." It seemed to be the theme of the night. "One child fell into the water and I had to go in after him. Hence the reason for my attire." She would forgive him, right? After all they had once been housemates.
He was just about to relax back into his chair when he remembered something else. "Oh and if you could spare a few minutes after the feast, I would like to discuss the events at the station. I have some concerns in regards to some of your Prefects and Captains."
And if she was in agreeance with him then points would be taken. If not then he was going to have a few students helping him fertilize the grounds. Oh! Mr. Gibbins was here! At last! Now where was Vindictus? Almost all of her staff had made it except for the second-most-important one... the most important being herself, of course.
Well then, at least Sebastian had an explanation for his attire. Annie took her time checking him out from head to toe, and noted that he had, at least, attempted to dry of. "Thank you for saving that student, I suppose," she smiled warmly. "Of course we can speak after the feast! I do appreciate your help with the first years."
She was concerned, too, that the Prefects who were returning were not up-to-scratch... Merlin knew Tate had judgment issues... he'd married that Avalon tart, after all...
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch He was impressed. Leo had to admit. After just a few staff meetings the new headmistress already remembered his name. Was that a good or a bad thing? He hoped for the former as he responded excitedly. "It’s looking splendid Headmistress. I’m glad you granted my wish of putting in some new furniture. The new sitting groups and book shelves I’m sure will be appreciated by the students and will aid them in their studies." Who wouldn’t like the new furniture? "Oh you're welcome," Annie waved a little hand toward the librarian. It had been no trouble, really, to get the Board to agree to spend money on books. Er, that's what she'd said the funding was going towards, anyway. Books, furniture... it was all the same. Besides, if the furniture got worn out, it could always be held up with books later. And vice versa, right?
Anyway. "I do hope it motivates them all to study more." She nodded firmly before her attention was taken by some LOUD newcomer to the Great Hall.
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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz Lainey arrived to the Great Hall at last. She was wet, dripping even, and was dragging a trunk along behind her. The metal feet of the trunk made ear-splitting screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeches with every inch she moved, but the VP didn't seem to hear it.
Drip. Step. Drip. Step.
She paused at the Ravenclaw table to see if those kids from the Food Trolley were Ravenclaws or hat munchers, then carried on towards the table.
Drip drop. Step. Drip drop step screeeeeeeeeech.
Because most everyone was there, and it was too tempting not to, Lainey BOPPED everyone's head down the line of present Professors. Like duck, duck, goose Staff Table style. BOP. BOP. BOP. BOP.
FINALLY, the soppy ex-professors, ex-auror, current VP of BoG arrived at her chair. Beside Rae. Sup, Rae.
She lined the trunk up with the back of her assigned and usual chair by Rae, climbed on top of it, then went over the TOP of her high back chair to take her seat.
"Well. I lost my food." So that sucked. Ducking, Anastasia anticipated the BOP to her head and just avoided it. Good thing she'd cast a protective charm over her hair earlier just in case, right?
"So nice of you to join us, Professor Lainey," the redhead commented evenly. She didn't even have to flick her eyes over the odd woman to know that she'd made her version of an arrival, even if it did seem more like Mad Eye Moody than anything. "Now that you're here...."
She could give the speech, yes?
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