SPOILER!!: Professor Airey
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Originally Posted by
sweetpinkpixie 
Airey was still twirling his index finger half heartedly to root for his lions, he sloooooooowly lifted his head when he heard someone speak to him. "Mr. Stonewall, hello," he said in an equally lackluster tone as his cheering had been.
Airey felt his stomach drop quite suddenly. Mr. was a seventh year. Airey would not have the pleasure of having the boy in his lessons next term. He suddenly felt more depressed than he had been a few moments earlier.
"I suppose," he said while rolling on to his side to look at the gobstones area...pitch...floor....whatever it was called. He was far too lazy to dry and recall the details.
What was up with Professor Airey? Jory was absolutely perplexed. The man was always bouncing with enthusiasm and today he was totally...dead. Just then Professor Romanos announced which team got the points.
"Go, Lions!'' he shouted and clapped his hands with enthusiasm. He glanced back at the Professor, hoping that some of his enthusiasm had been contagious but the man seemed eve more out of it.
SPOILER!!: Mr. Firth
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hpluvr037 Alistaire Firth made his way over to watch the Gobstones match. It was the last one of the term, and if his Lions did well enough, they'd keep Slytherin from winning the championship.
Who was here? Oh, Airey! He would definitely be cheering for Gryffindor as well. As Firth made his way over towards the man, he noticed Jory there as well. On such a fine spring afternoon, too! Although, with everything starting to bloom, the Scot's nose had been out of sorts for the past few days.
He was almost to the duo when a tickle in his nose made him have to... "Aa.. AA... A-CHOO!" Lovely. "Sorry abou' that!" he said in a friendly manner. "Airey, Jory, good ter see yeh!" And he stuck his hand out for a shake to both of their hands in turn. "Beau'iful day fer Gobstones!" He altogether failed to notice that Airey was being a bum.
A rather loud sneeze caused Jory to turn quickly . It was only Mr. Firth. And he didn't seemed to be depressed. Good. Jory didn't like it when people were depressed.
"Hallo, Mr. Firth!'' Shake the man's hand? He seriously hoped it wasn't covered in germs from that sneeze. This was not the time to become sick. But not wanting to be rude, the Puffer shook his hand. He could take a Pepper up Potion if necessary.
"Great to see you, too.'' Grin.
SPOILER!!: Head of House
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PhoenixRising Josephina felt bad ... no like depressed and terrible. She hadn't been to see ONE Gobstones match this term and her Hufflepuffs were doing quite well. Excellent, in fact. They might even have a chance at the Gobstones championship this term. Assuming Gryffindor held a tight reign in today's match.
Sluggishly moving into the Viewing Area, Fina stared dejectedly down at the Gobstones playing area trying to figure out who was leading. She then turned towards the half ... no mostly empty viewing stands - save for Airey and Jory and Alistaire.
Taking a seat, she placed her hands on her knees, trying to steady her thoughts on missing the previous matches, and focus on today's match. "Go Lions," she called, rather un-enthusiastically.
Jory had just shook Mr Firth's hand when out of the corner of his eye he noticed his Head of House.
"Hi, Professor!'' he called to her. This match was having a rather okay turn out. He supposed it was due to the fact it was the last match of the year. But Hadley didn't seem to be her cheery self today either. What was the matter with everyone? He eyed the Professor as she cheered in a not so enthusiastic manner.