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Fifth Year  x5
|  Minerva, Daichi, Sierra Ravenpuff | Cap'n Crunch | Bedtime Queen | O Minion, My Minion
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Originally Posted by Bazinga  Minerva got off the train, they were pretty much here. Back to school, her fifth year. Wow, she just couldn't believe it.. Thinking about the past few years and all the changes Minerva couldn't help but smile a bit. Some changes were good, others were bad. Looking around her eyes fell on a new person and she frowned a bit, even when she knew Gibbons wasn't coming back it still made her sad. She had gotten to know every groundskeeper that had come to hogwarts while she was there and to think about it, there had been many changes. Not sure why that was she walked over towards the new person.
Checking over her robes she stopped in front of him and smiled, "Hello, just thought I'd stop and introduce myself before going to the carriage. I'm Minerva Wheatborn, Hufflepuff. I hope you are liking Hogwarts so far." Nothing wrong with showing a nice welcome to the new Groundskeeper, she hoped he was nice.
By Rob Roy's sword, here they come! But this one... either the first years were much bigger than he remembered, or this girl wasn't a first year. "Pleased ter meet yeh, Miss Wheatborn." He stuck his hand out. "I'm Al-- Er, that is, Mr. Firth to yeh." Students didn't call faculty by their first names, right?
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Originally Posted by CassiopeiaAKTF When the train stopped at the platform in Hogsmeade, Daichi lifted his luggage out of the train and placed them on the stone platform. It didn't matter how many times he had been traveling with the red train behind him, it was always tiring and he longed for the food at the feast at the moment.
Getting off the train himself, the sixth year Slytherin checked if his Prefect badge was still correctly pinned on his shirt. He then looked around in the hope of finding the Groundskeeper who usually stood waiting for the first years.
Spotting a man he had never seen before he raised an eyebrow and waited, not knowing if he was the Groundskeeper or just a random person who lived in Hogsmeade. But when he heard him calling for the first years he knew that he was the newly appointed Groundskeeper. With a small smile, Daichi decided to greet him first before he continued his Prefect duties.
Reaching the man, Daichi bowed 90 degrees like he had learned from his parents to do and when he looked back up he....was....was that man..wearing some kind of skirt?
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"Eh..." he began as he stared at the man's *clothing style* and truthfully, he had to keep in his laugh. He was a Prefect after all so he shouldn't laugh! "Hi sir, my name is Daichi Katharos and i'm one of the Prefects in the school" his eyes were still staring at the *skirt* though.. "Uhm...if you need any help you can ask me" or any other student leader of course.
Before he could continue, there was an older boy bowing to him. A bow, eh? That's a good Gryffindor style, that is! Alistaire bowed right back, then dutifully memorized this young man's name. "I can see why yeh made Prefect, lad. Good manners an' all." He appreciated that in a young person. His own chivalrous tendencies had finally swayed the Hat to place him in Gryffindor those many years ago. This is when he noticed that the Prefect Badge on the boy's chest wasn't scarlet and gold. Ah well, not ALL the good ones could be in his House. "'M good at the mo', Daychee, why don' yeh jus' round up yer own House? I'll hold down the fort here."
Speaking of which... where were those first years?
"Firs' years, this way, please!"
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Originally Posted by Anna Banana Sierra stepped off the train and began the walk onto the platform. THIS. This place RIGHT HERE was where she almost lost her job as prefect last year. She kept a look out as she moved across the platform en route to the carriages.
...and that was when she saw him. Yes, HIM. The new groundskeeper. HOLY MERLIN with a staff position! How old was he anyway?! Surely he was close to her age...or at least in the same ballpark.
She found herself coming to a stop next to him. "Excuse me?" she asked, trying to sound as mature as possible. "The new groundskeeper, I'm assuming? I'm Sierra." ...and I'm SEVENTEEN.
Just Sierra, and that's he could call her. First name basis and all. "I'm a seventh year and one of the prefects, so...if you happen to find yourself in need of any help," as in the WORKING TOGETHER kind, "I'll be around."
She skipped the part where her mother worked at the school, as well. Admitting she had parental guidance every second of the school year would have made her sound like such a baby.
Eh, another one? Where were all the small children he was supposed to be shepherding?
"Tha' I am, lass. Alistaire Firth at yer service, but yeh can call me Mr. Firth." It should've been obvious, given that he'd just bellowed for first years. "Sierra the seventh year... Slytherin!" he finished after noting the second silver and green badge of the night. "Shouldn' be tha' hard ter remember, eh?" Word tricks and more would be needed to learn hundreds of students' names. "And as I were tellin' your other Prefect, the Daychee boy, I'd rather yeh help ge' tha' lot up to th' castle," Ali said, gesturing towards the mass chaos that was students unloading. "Bu' I'll keep yeh in mind, Sierra!"
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