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sweetpinkpixie · 09-05-2013, 05:50 AM

SPOILER!!: Leo

Airey was absently touching the picture of Pebbles on the topmost poster of the stack in front of him and pretended that he was actually petting her when the sound of a sneeze broke his imagination. He was too, well, sad about Pebbles to come up with any sort of snappy sarcastic remark when the librarian set the feathers down in front of him.

"Oh, um, thank you, Leobald," he said half heartedly with a meek thumbs up. "Put one of these up in the library for me, will you?" he asked as a sort of afterthought before handing him a poster. Not that Airey was too sure about the librarian's finding skills. Hadn't been able to find, let alone identify, a supposed thief and probably had never found his wallet.

Okay, so no snarky comment out loud it seemed.

"Sorry about the, um, feathers," he said while wiggling his foot. "Results of a spell. Haven't been able to reverse it.........yet."

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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi

Anyways, before the feast began, Nick had quickly changed his clothes in his hut to look more presentable and had dashed his way to the Great Hall. The new Groundskeeper stepped up on the platform where the staff table was and tucked a little on the sleeves of his suit. The sleeves looked a little bit tight thanks to the muscles in his arms but did he care? Naaah! He looked around first, wondering which seat was his. "Good evening everyone" he greeted.Did it really matter where he sat down? He would find out soon enough cause he sat down on an empty space and casually leaned back in the chair. He was back.

Well well weeeeeeeeell...look who it was. Airey had heard rumors that someone else from his graduating class was coming to work at Hogwarts, but he had been hoping for, well, not the meathead.

"Hey there....Sticky Nicky," he grinned, a glimpse of momentary happiness flashing across his face as he wiggled his fingers towards the new Groundskeeper. Hopefully the man wouldn't find himself in too many sticky situations this coming term. Hogwarts could sure use a Groundskeeper to last longer than a term - if what the Daily Prophet said held any merit.

SPOILER!!: Bellaire! Botros! Bunz! THE THREE B's!

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Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy

What a summer she had, had. Sophia clicked into the Great Hall, clutch pressed to her side as she did her usual sweeping scan of the hall upon entering. It was good to see things near normal again but still her house-elf Marley was sitting in her office waiting for instructions.

Hopefully they wouldn't be served slop this year?

Where was Theodore? She'd send him an owl after the feast so he could meet her in her office the following morning..yes she'd do that.

Everyone at the table got a 'good evening' and a nod..Leo got a smile of course and she made the sign of the cross and directed that at Medea. Also she hung some garlic near her office door.

After settling in she continued looking around the Great Hall in usual Bellaire manner...judging...always judging.

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Originally Posted by Magical Soul

Botros walked up to the dais, his cane was held with one hand as usual without really supporting him all that much. He had a serene smile on his face and noticed the new faces. "Good evening." So, like, he wasn't going to walk aaaaaaaaall the way along the table to shake hands with everyone. He wanted to save his energy for the food later, thank you very much. So instead he raised his cane in the air and made a huge wave with it, "Nice to meet you, miss and mister. I'm sure we'll have a better opportunity to chat later." Cane was lowered and he finally slumped onto his seat.

Just as he rested his walking cane on the edge of the table, he noticed the poster the Astronomy young man was showing to the others. Botros wondered what kind of ~~mischief~~ bizarre business the stars man was on this time but politely kept to himself. Then he spotted miss Romanos and Callie sitting a few seats away from him. He flashed them an extra smile. He wouldn't hear them over the students chatter, unfortunately. Or well, he would after a few tries.

Also. He moved his seat a few steps away from the Arithmancy's seat next to him. The woman could be still emotionally unstable and frankly he didn't want any closure tonight. Scoot scoot scoot!

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Feast time. Anastasia quietly clicked into the hall and up to her seat, slipping out of her fancy faux-Nundu fur coat that she'd just had to wear to this occasion. She took a moment to see who was here.... Botros, no surprise that he was early.... Flamsteed, with a chicken foot.... hmm, new Care of Magical Creatures lady....Romanos....Elwood.... Bellaire, looking nice as always....Kitridge...mhm.....

Annie settled into her seat once her judgy blue eyes had given everyone a once-over. She gave a polite smile to the new Groundskeeper on her left, and a cool nod to the new Quidditch instructor on her right. Well. The woman wasn't Erin and this groundsman was no Firth, but they would do. They'd seemed.......qualified enough.

Annie filled up her water goblet while she waited for more students to get here. Look at that, real silverware. Should she point that out in her speech? The children ought to be grateful.

Putting his wiggly fingers down on the table, Airey's attention was drawn to...HER! The woman who had not only abandoned the entire student body during the dementor attack, but all his poor defenseless Pebbles who he had TRUSTED her to watch over during the quidditch match. Well, he had learned HIS lesson. Don't trust your pet rock with the Headmistress. He was sure there was something else to be learned from this, but her red hair was too distracting right now.

He did, however, levitate five posters in front of her and had them land right in the middle of her plate. Yeah. REMEMBER HER, HEADMISTRESS?! "Evening, Headmistress," he greeted, now that he assumed he had her attention.

And he saw you too, Professor Bellaire, all the way down there. He levitated a posted for her to have as well.

And then there was the sort of familiar sound of a cane and Airey felt his ego deflate once again as memories from last term came back. Yeah, Old Man River had been able to help students whereas all he had done was feed them ice cream and get them almost killed. Bloody brilliant role model he was. Couldn't even conjure one patronus when it was most needed.

His eyes briefly glanced towards Medea, hoping that she had been able to get over her depression over the issue as well. Must have hurt her a billion times more, being the Defense Against the Dark Arks professor and all.

But back to the Ancient Rune professor...and the gap between them. Odd that the Arithmancy professor wasn't here yet. Airey would have assumed she would be here early considering she had yet another Head Boy from her house.

Airey squirmed in his seat a moment before passing a poster to the old man and inclined his head in a sheepish greeting. Women and old people. He was no good talking to either of them

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Originally Posted by Melanie Roman

Melanie was a bundle of nerves and excitement. Who wouldn't be, returning to the castle to teach when the last time you were there, you were nothing more than an ill-experienced teenager? At least tonight she didn't have to worry too much. All she had to do was sit there and chat with her fellow professors and new students without making a fool of herself.

She made her way around the table, nodding at the few professors already present that she had to pass before sitting in her seat. The Astronomy professor was already there, to her right, she took the opportunity to say hi. "Melanie Roman, new Care of Magical Creatures professor," was that obvious? "...nice to meet you," she stuck out her hand for a shake.

And only a seat away from her to her left was another professor, though she couldn't remember what subject they'd teach. Melanie stuck out a hand to her, as well, "Melanie Roman."

Now to find out who would be on her immediate left...

The other professors were too far away right now to be politely greeted. Surely she'll catch them another time, in the staff lounge, or another meal, or perhaps just in the hall.

Speaking of women.....

Glad that his forever alone sandwich was no more - in other words someone was sitting next to him finally - his eyes looked to her hand first and then her face. "Airey Flamsteed, Astronomy," he replied, taking her hand and shaking it. He paused for a moment to inspect her outfit, just the sleeve mind you, for any creature fur that may be there. He had forgotten his gift bag of lint rollers in his haste to put up posters, so he would have to bring those to her office later.

Assuming he worked up the nerve to do so.

"Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

And then a new person showed up. A man. Who knew the new professor. Two new people who knew each other and were just oozing awkward. Right, third wheel Airey was just going to go back to petting his poster now....

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Originally Posted by hpluvr037

Before she could continue the conversation, however, a VERY loud greeting was directed at the new staff member. She blinked several times as she took in the newcomer. Are those.. feathers? This man CLEARLY did not care about his appearance at ALL. Tiara didn't care for fashion, but being well-kept and groomed was a necessity in her view.

"Good evening, Professor Flamsteed," she managed. Everyone deserved courtesy, even if they wouldn't do others the common courtesy of looking presentable. "I'm Tiara Tyner, new Quidditch Official. It's certainly a pleasure to meet you." Only then did she notice the poster he had ~~forced on~~ given her. After glancing at its content, she added, "And I will be sure to keep an eye out for.." she double checked, "Pebbles."

The whole irony of the situation was, not that the new Quidditch official would know this seeing as she knew nothing about him and he knew nothing about her, was that Airey had spent all morning, afternoon, and parts of his evening ironing his suit, and tie, and vest the muggle way to ensure its aesthetic perfection for the feast. One misplaced spell and, well, this is why he always said he was a scientist before he was a wizard.

"Please is all yours, I mean mine. Pleasure is all mine," he said with a nod. "And thank you. I am hoping she shows up by the first quidditch match. It's a tradition that we watch them together."

SPOILER!!: Healer Minnie & Medea

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Originally Posted by Bazinga

Minerva made her way up to the staff table. She hadn't even been at this table in a few terms. Why on earth was she up here now. The idea sounded better in her head back on the train where she didn't see the staff members faces. Taking a deep breath she didn't speak to any of them nor make eye contact. Maybe if she didn't make eye contact they wouldn't notice the prefect going behind the chairs. Not staying in front of the table.

She was thinking about last term as she continued and how fragile and weak she was. Then that detention happened and made things incredibly worse for her, but then the dementors and Tillstorm actually helped her. That was still bugging Minerva. Why would the wacka doodle help her after she was so mean to her. It made no sense to the seventh year, but neither did what she was about to do, but she wanted to do it for some reason. Maybe she wanted to prove that her spirit hadn't been broken last term by the evil women or maybe she was still a bit crazy for even thinking about let alone doing what she was about to do.

Pulling out the Healers empty chair Minerva made herself comfortable. Sitting in the healers seat. Yes the healers seat. Well this was an interesting view of the tables. So this is how it felt to be the healer at the start of term feast. She could really see it. Healer Wheatborn ~~McCarthy~~ taking over the evil healers spot to make the school have a nice caring healer. One that wouldn't terrify the students so much. It had a nice ring to it if she said so herself. This could work she had to admit.

She turned her head smiling at the new ~~victim~~ grounds keeper. Well this was the what sixth new groundskeeper in her seven terms here. Good luck to you sir. Min kept the smile on her face even though her nerves were getting the best of her. She would sit and wait for Tillstorm to come.

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Originally Posted by Roselyn

SPOILER!!: Airey and Tiara

Slumping in her seat a fair bit, she picked up the shiny fork and fiddled with it as she waited for the feast to begin. Or for the sorting to begin. Anything to begin really. Biting the side of her lip, she just started to flick the top of the fork when loudness with the greetings happened.

___SNIFFLING SNIDGETS!

_______CLINK TINK CLINK!

Dropping her fork, which unluckily dropped from the table to the floor, she made a poor attempt at catching it while turning her focus to Airey. Who was wearing a very nice vest.......Resulting in epic hand smashing on the table. That was not an awesome feeling. Holding her ouchie hand, she didn't even notice the mistake in names. She just smiled and nodded. A lot. A lot of nods. And glancing to Callie.

"You too, here, Airey..." Airey. Air. Hair. Here. Air. Feathers.........What?

Leaning forward somewhat to glance over to the Astronomy professor, in concern or just to glance it didn't really matter, the posters finally registered in her mind and she turned her gaze towards the new Flying instructor. Who's name was, right on the tip of her brain. She was not going to let her messy chakras ruin her manners!

"Good evening." She leaned even more forward to speak past...Callie. Oh dear. Ahem. "Forgive me, it vos...Tiara Tanner you said?"

Trying to reach her fork on the ground without really getting out of her seat, which was a task in itself, she finally got to just grazing it with the tip of her finger when she heard her naaaaame...OH MY! Sitting up straight, her eyes widened a little before she cleared her throat and casually fixed her hair before smiling softly. "Oh, thank you, Leo. You're looking very handsome tonight as vell."

SPOILER!!: Nick, Sophia, Botros, and Tiberius ♥

Resuming her mission to try and reach her fork, she noticed a few more of the staff members arriving at the table with her little line of vision that she had...from practically under the table itself. But alas! She got her fork, without leaving her seat. Gold star to her!

Using her wand to clean it, she smiled and nodded to what looked to be...well honestly, she didn't know who the man was. Which seat was he sitting in again? Leaning a little against the table to try and see, her attention was diverted to the ever lovely Transfiguration professor giving her a oh so funny hand signal sign thing. Har har, funny.

Medea made her own heart sign and directed that back to the woman.

Oh, and of course Botros! "Good evening, Botros." She smiled warmly towards the man, making a mental note to at least visit the professor's office this term. Or something. Though she wasn't going to make it to the end of the feast with all these unexpected loud greetings. Good Merlin! Least she didn't have anything to drop this time.

Ahem. New professor. Medea smiled hesitantly back. New...slapping greeting professor.

And even more new staff members were joining them. Hopefully, a little quieter and weren't too animated with their greetings like what she just witnessed, but, they are who they are! She would appreciate the fun nature of it.

Oh! Magical creatures she'd said? Or...right?

"A pleasure to meet you." she spoke kindly with a smile to match, reaching out to shake the woman's hand. "Medea Romanos. Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Having thoroughly scrubbed her fork until it was shiny and new looking again, perhaps a little too much, she set it down and straightened out her setting. And then did so again, rearranging the items around until...

They were right back where they started.

Oh look! Headmistress! Looking mighty serious and all of that, in a rather unnecessary fur coat from whatever poor creature it once belonged to but that wasn't what mattered. The feast was going to start sooooooon!

Now they have had students come up to the staff table before the speech was made plenty of times before, so she didn't pay much attention when one of their new prefects came up the steps. Until Medea looked up a moment later and couldn't find the girl standing anywhere.

What...she change her mind? Headmistress glare at her to death or something?

...Oh dear, the thought made even her shudder.

Right. Air. Hair. Medea's hair. Face. No. Not looking at her face. But she wasn't going to tell him that he looked nice too? Wait. What? No. Never mind. Just going to shove his hands in his pockets and try not to make eye contact with her - so thank you to the new Creatures professor for being a sort of buffer. And the new...Charms professor? He assumed that was who the guy was anyway.

And then he saw Miss Wheatborn approaching the dais. He assumed she had come to thank her Head of House on her new role, only her Head of House wasn't here so what was she going to.... Oh.

Oooooooooooooh! Now THAT was gutsy. The only move he could think of that would be more bold would be to sit in the Headmistress' seat and pretend to be her. Which would be even MORE hilarious now because the seat was already occupied.

"Healer Wheatborn, getting an awful early start this evening," he said to the girl in a slightly raised voice. He was all for pranking Cece - or anyone really - even if he wasn't in the mood to initiate things himself.

And when he said early...he meant a DECADE early at least.

Still, good to know she was still set on following her dreams, yeah?

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Originally Posted by DJ ExpelliarMOOSE

Train Ride wasn't too bad. He'd have prefered if students didn't use the Luggage Compartment as a little hangout, sleeping through the occasional hoots from an owl wasn't bad, but when students start to chatter chatter chatter chatter then it's a problem. He stopped by his office briefly dropped of his things and threw on the only nice suit he had. He walked to the dias and with both his hands pushed his hair up. Where was he supposed to sit? He looked over each empty seat, stopped when he eyed a blonde haired well dressed guy ~~minus one shoe, and feathers sitting in front of him~~ "FLAMS!" Tiberius screeched in his high-pitched mousy voice as he moved along to where his friend sat. "Sorry, about not telling you I was on the train. I'll make it up to you later." He slapped Airey on the back, and looked down at the posters in front of him. Flams should at least put a smile on to show off those nice new set of chompers.

Not wanting to be entirely rude, he gave the old guy a smile who was at the end of the table, and the two ladies who were two seats down from Flamsy...blushed at the sight of the blonde one, and turned his attention back to the old guy. "Hey there, nice night out isn't it. My names Dursley, Tiberius Dursley."Gotta respect the elders first, greet them before greeting anyone else.

That voice. THAT voice. THAT VOICE! HE KNEW THAT VOICE.

"CAPTAIN! YOU MADE IT!" he exclaimed just as his best mate gave him a good ol' slap on the back. Oof. "Nice suit. I approve." Obviously. And YEAH, about that train ride. Airey had been rather disappointed to not have taken the journey to Hogwarts together, for old times' sake, but he was just glad to finally have a guy friend around.

His track record just was NOT good.

Grinning and showing off his new teeth, Airey grabbed his friend by the arm and pulled him down into the empty seat before leaning over to whisper to him, "Don't leave me."

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sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Leprechaun Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 40,017 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	Piers in here too astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf SPOILER!!: Leo Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch Leo headed down to the Great Hall after hastily dropping off his clothes, his cat and other belongings in his office. Why did his father have to get himself into a mess just before he had to leave for Hogwarts? Leo pulled a stressed hand through his dark curly locks as he made his way into the Great Hall. Scanning around the hall he could earn himself a moment or two to just breathe and relax. He was pretty early by the looks of things. Not many students or faculty had arrived yet. Passing by the house tables he saw that Airey, Callie, Medea and an unknown woman had already claimed their seats on the dais. It took not many seconds to figure out that the unknown woman had taken over Erin’s job considering where she was sitting. Suppressing a sigh Leo headed up onto the dais. Suddenly sneezing loudly enough for it to echo around the hall "ATCHOOOOO!"he stopped. Wiping his nose with a handkerchief he dug out of his robes his eyes landed upon a trail of feathers on the floor heading in Airey’s direction. Picking up a few feathers he walked over to Airey’s seat and nudged the man on the right shoulder. "Evening Airey," holding out the feathers he murmured. "I believe these are yours?" Airey was absently touching the picture of Pebbles on the topmost poster of the stack in front of him and pretended that he was actually petting her when the sound of a sneeze broke his imagination. He was too, well, sad about Pebbles to come up with any sort of snappy sarcastic remark when the librarian set the feathers down in front of him. "Oh, um, thank you, Leobald," he said half heartedly with a meek thumbs up. "Put one of these up in the library for me, will you?" he asked as a sort of afterthought before handing him a poster. Not that Airey was too sure about the librarian's finding skills. Hadn't been able to find, let alone identify, a supposed thief and probably had never found his wallet. Okay, so no snarky comment out loud it seemed. "Sorry about the, um, feathers," he said while wiggling his foot. "Results of a spell. Haven't been able to reverse it.........yet." Quote: Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi Anyways, before the feast began, Nick had quickly changed his clothes in his hut to look more presentable and had dashed his way to the Great Hall. The new Groundskeeper stepped up on the platform where the staff table was and tucked a little on the sleeves of his suit. The sleeves looked a little bit tight thanks to the muscles in his arms but did he care? Naaah! He looked around first, wondering which seat was his. "Good evening everyone" he greeted.Did it really matter where he sat down? He would find out soon enough cause he sat down on an empty space and casually leaned back in the chair. He was back. Well well weeeeeeeeell...look who it was. Airey had heard rumors that someone else from his graduating class was coming to work at Hogwarts, but he had been hoping for, well, not the meathead. "Hey there....Sticky Nicky," he grinned, a glimpse of momentary happiness flashing across his face as he wiggled his fingers towards the new Groundskeeper. Hopefully the man wouldn't find himself in too many sticky situations this coming term. Hogwarts could sure use a Groundskeeper to last longer than a term - if what the Daily Prophet said held any merit. SPOILER!!: Bellaire! Botros! Bunz! THE THREE B's! Quote: Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy What a summer she had, had. Sophia clicked into the Great Hall, clutch pressed to her side as she did her usual sweeping scan of the hall upon entering. It was good to see things near normal again but still her house-elf Marley was sitting in her office waiting for instructions. Hopefully they wouldn't be served slop this year? Where was Theodore? She'd send him an owl after the feast so he could meet her in her office the following morning..yes she'd do that. Everyone at the table got a 'good evening' and a nod..Leo got a smile of course and she made the sign of the cross and directed that at Medea. Also she hung some garlic near her office door. After settling in she continued looking around the Great Hall in usual Bellaire manner...judging...always judging. Quote: Originally Posted by Magical Soul Botros walked up to the dais, his cane was held with one hand as usual without really supporting him all that much. He had a serene smile on his face and noticed the new faces. "Good evening." So, like, he wasn't going to walk aaaaaaaaall the way along the table to shake hands with everyone. He wanted to save his energy for the food later, thank you very much. So instead he raised his cane in the air and made a huge wave with it, "Nice to meet you, miss and mister. I'm sure we'll have a better opportunity to chat later." Cane was lowered and he finally slumped onto his seat. Just as he rested his walking cane on the edge of the table, he noticed the poster the Astronomy young man was showing to the others. Botros wondered what kind of ~~mischief~~ bizarre business the stars man was on this time but politely kept to himself. Then he spotted miss Romanos and Callie sitting a few seats away from him. He flashed them an extra smile. He wouldn't hear them over the students chatter, unfortunately. Or well, he would after a few tries. Also. He moved his seat a few steps away from the Arithmancy's seat next to him. The woman could be still emotionally unstable and frankly he didn't want any closure tonight. Scoot scoot scoot! Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Feast time. Anastasia quietly clicked into the hall and up to her seat, slipping out of her fancy faux-Nundu fur coat that she'd just had to wear to this occasion. She took a moment to see who was here.... Botros, no surprise that he was early.... Flamsteed, with a chicken foot.... hmm, new Care of Magical Creatures lady....Romanos....Elwood.... Bellaire, looking nice as always....Kitridge...mhm..... Annie settled into her seat once her judgy blue eyes had given everyone a once-over. She gave a polite smile to the new Groundskeeper on her left, and a cool nod to the new Quidditch instructor on her right. Well. The woman wasn't Erin and this groundsman was no Firth, but they would do. They'd seemed.......qualified enough. Annie filled up her water goblet while she waited for more students to get here. Look at that, real silverware. Should she point that out in her speech? The children ought to be grateful. Putting his wiggly fingers down on the table, Airey's attention was drawn to...HER! The woman who had not only abandoned the entire student body during the dementor attack, but all his poor defenseless Pebbles who he had TRUSTED her to watch over during the quidditch match. Well, he had learned HIS lesson. Don't trust your pet rock with the Headmistress. He was sure there was something else to be learned from this, but her red hair was too distracting right now. He did, however, levitate five posters in front of her and had them land right in the middle of her plate. Yeah. REMEMBER HER, HEADMISTRESS?! "Evening, Headmistress," he greeted, now that he assumed he had her attention. And he saw you too, Professor Bellaire, all the way down there. He levitated a posted for her to have as well. And then there was the sort of familiar sound of a cane and Airey felt his ego deflate once again as memories from last term came back. Yeah, Old Man River had been able to help students whereas all he had done was feed them ice cream and get them almost killed. Bloody brilliant role model he was. Couldn't even conjure one patronus when it was most needed. His eyes briefly glanced towards Medea, hoping that she had been able to get over her depression over the issue as well. Must have hurt her a billion times more, being the Defense Against the Dark Arks professor and all. But back to the Ancient Rune professor...and the gap between them. Odd that the Arithmancy professor wasn't here yet. Airey would have assumed she would be here early considering she had yet another Head Boy from her house. Airey squirmed in his seat a moment before passing a poster to the old man and inclined his head in a sheepish greeting. Women and old people. He was no good talking to either of them Quote: Originally Posted by Melanie Roman Melanie was a bundle of nerves and excitement. Who wouldn't be, returning to the castle to teach when the last time you were there, you were nothing more than an ill-experienced teenager? At least tonight she didn't have to worry too much. All she had to do was sit there and chat with her fellow professors and new students without making a fool of herself. She made her way around the table, nodding at the few professors already present that she had to pass before sitting in her seat. The Astronomy professor was already there, to her right, she took the opportunity to say hi. "Melanie Roman, new Care of Magical Creatures professor," was that obvious? "...nice to meet you," she stuck out her hand for a shake. And only a seat away from her to her left was another professor, though she couldn't remember what subject they'd teach. Melanie stuck out a hand to her, as well, "Melanie Roman." Now to find out who would be on her immediate left... The other professors were too far away right now to be politely greeted. Surely she'll catch them another time, in the staff lounge, or another meal, or perhaps just in the hall. Speaking of women..... Glad that his forever alone sandwich was no more - in other words someone was sitting next to him finally - his eyes looked to her hand first and then her face. "Airey Flamsteed, Astronomy," he replied, taking her hand and shaking it. He paused for a moment to inspect her outfit, just the sleeve mind you, for any creature fur that may be there. He had forgotten his gift bag of lint rollers in his haste to put up posters, so he would have to bring those to her office later. Assuming he worked up the nerve to do so. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance." And then a new person showed up. A man. Who knew the new professor. Two new people who knew each other and were just oozing awkward. Right, third wheel Airey was just going to go back to petting his poster now.... Quote: Originally Posted by hpluvr037 Before she could continue the conversation, however, a VERY loud greeting was directed at the new staff member. She blinked several times as she took in the newcomer. Are those.. feathers? This man CLEARLY did not care about his appearance at ALL. Tiara didn't care for fashion, but being well-kept and groomed was a necessity in her view. "Good evening, Professor Flamsteed," she managed. Everyone deserved courtesy, even if they wouldn't do others the common courtesy of looking presentable. "I'm Tiara Tyner, new Quidditch Official. It's certainly a pleasure to meet you." Only then did she notice the poster he had ~~forced on~~ given her. After glancing at its content, she added, "And I will be sure to keep an eye out for.." she double checked, "Pebbles." The whole irony of the situation was, not that the new Quidditch official would know this seeing as she knew nothing about him and he knew nothing about her, was that Airey had spent all morning, afternoon, and parts of his evening ironing his suit, and tie, and vest the muggle way to ensure its aesthetic perfection for the feast. One misplaced spell and, well, this is why he always said he was a scientist before he was a wizard. "Please is all yours, I mean mine. Pleasure is all mine," he said with a nod. "And thank you. I am hoping she shows up by the first quidditch match. It's a tradition that we watch them together." SPOILER!!: Healer Minnie & Medea Quote: Originally Posted by Bazinga Minerva made her way up to the staff table. She hadn't even been at this table in a few terms. Why on earth was she up here now. The idea sounded better in her head back on the train where she didn't see the staff members faces. Taking a deep breath she didn't speak to any of them nor make eye contact. Maybe if she didn't make eye contact they wouldn't notice the prefect going behind the chairs. Not staying in front of the table. She was thinking about last term as she continued and how fragile and weak she was. Then that detention happened and made things incredibly worse for her, but then the dementors and Tillstorm actually helped her. That was still bugging Minerva. Why would the wacka doodle help her after she was so mean to her. It made no sense to the seventh year, but neither did what she was about to do, but she wanted to do it for some reason. Maybe she wanted to prove that her spirit hadn't been broken last term by the evil women or maybe she was still a bit crazy for even thinking about let alone doing what she was about to do. Pulling out the Healers empty chair Minerva made herself comfortable. Sitting in the healers seat. Yes the healers seat. Well this was an interesting view of the tables. So this is how it felt to be the healer at the start of term feast. She could really see it. Healer Wheatborn ~~McCarthy~~ taking over the evil healers spot to make the school have a nice caring healer. One that wouldn't terrify the students so much. It had a nice ring to it if she said so herself. This could work she had to admit. She turned her head smiling at the new ~~victim~~ grounds keeper. Well this was the what sixth new groundskeeper in her seven terms here. Good luck to you sir. Min kept the smile on her face even though her nerves were getting the best of her. She would sit and wait for Tillstorm to come. Quote: Originally Posted by Roselyn SPOILER!!: Airey and Tiara Slumping in her seat a fair bit, she picked up the shiny fork and fiddled with it as she waited for the feast to begin. Or for the sorting to begin. Anything to begin really. Biting the side of her lip, she just started to flick the top of the fork when loudness with the greetings happened. ___SNIFFLING SNIDGETS! _______CLINK TINK CLINK! Dropping her fork, which unluckily dropped from the table to the floor, she made a poor attempt at catching it while turning her focus to Airey. Who was wearing a very nice vest.......Resulting in epic hand smashing on the table. That was not an awesome feeling. Holding her ouchie hand, she didn't even notice the mistake in names. She just smiled and nodded. A lot. A lot of nods. And glancing to Callie. "You too, here, Airey..." Airey. Air. Hair. Here. Air. Feathers.........What? Leaning forward somewhat to glance over to the Astronomy professor, in concern or just to glance it didn't really matter, the posters finally registered in her mind and she turned her gaze towards the new Flying instructor. Who's name was, right on the tip of her brain. She was not going to let her messy chakras ruin her manners! "Good evening." She leaned even more forward to speak past...Callie. Oh dear. Ahem. "Forgive me, it vos...Tiara Tanner you said?" Trying to reach her fork on the ground without really getting out of her seat, which was a task in itself, she finally got to just grazing it with the tip of her finger when she heard her naaaaame...OH MY! Sitting up straight, her eyes widened a little before she cleared her throat and casually fixed her hair before smiling softly. "Oh, thank you, Leo. You're looking very handsome tonight as vell." SPOILER!!: Nick, Sophia, Botros, and Tiberius ♥ Resuming her mission to try and reach her fork, she noticed a few more of the staff members arriving at the table with her little line of vision that she had...from practically under the table itself. But alas! She got her fork, without leaving her seat. Gold star to her! Using her wand to clean it, she smiled and nodded to what looked to be...well honestly, she didn't know who the man was. Which seat was he sitting in again? Leaning a little against the table to try and see, her attention was diverted to the ever lovely Transfiguration professor giving her a oh so funny hand signal sign thing. Har har, funny. Medea made her own heart sign and directed that back to the woman. Oh, and of course Botros! "Good evening, Botros." She smiled warmly towards the man, making a mental note to at least visit the professor's office this term. Or something. Though she wasn't going to make it to the end of the feast with all these unexpected loud greetings. Good Merlin! Least she didn't have anything to drop this time. Ahem. New professor. Medea smiled hesitantly back. New...slapping greeting professor. And even more new staff members were joining them. Hopefully, a little quieter and weren't too animated with their greetings like what she just witnessed, but, they are who they are! She would appreciate the fun nature of it. Oh! Magical creatures she'd said? Or...right? "A pleasure to meet you." she spoke kindly with a smile to match, reaching out to shake the woman's hand. "Medea Romanos. Defense Against the Dark Arts." Having thoroughly scrubbed her fork until it was shiny and new looking again, perhaps a little too much, she set it down and straightened out her setting. And then did so again, rearranging the items around until... They were right back where they started. Oh look! Headmistress! Looking mighty serious and all of that, in a rather unnecessary fur coat from whatever poor creature it once belonged to but that wasn't what mattered. The feast was going to start sooooooon! Now they have had students come up to the staff table before the speech was made plenty of times before, so she didn't pay much attention when one of their new prefects came up the steps. Until Medea looked up a moment later and couldn't find the girl standing anywhere. What...she change her mind? Headmistress glare at her to death or something? ...Oh dear, the thought made even her shudder. Right. Air. Hair. Medea's hair. Face. No. Not looking at her face. But she wasn't going to tell him that he looked nice too? Wait. What? No. Never mind. Just going to shove his hands in his pockets and try not to make eye contact with her - so thank you to the new Creatures professor for being a sort of buffer. And the new...Charms professor? He assumed that was who the guy was anyway. And then he saw Miss Wheatborn approaching the dais. He assumed she had come to thank her Head of House on her new role, only her Head of House wasn't here so what was she going to.... Oh. Oooooooooooooh! Now THAT was gutsy. The only move he could think of that would be more bold would be to sit in the Headmistress' seat and pretend to be her. Which would be even MORE hilarious now because the seat was already occupied. "*Healer Wheatborn, getting an awful early* start this evening," he said to the girl in a slightly raised voice. He was all for pranking Cece - or anyone really - even if he wasn't in the mood to initiate things himself. And when he said early...he meant a DECADE early at least. Still, good to know she was still set on following her dreams, yeah? Quote: Originally Posted by DJ ExpelliarMOOSE Train Ride wasn't too bad. He'd have prefered if students didn't use the Luggage Compartment as a little hangout, sleeping through the occasional hoots from an owl wasn't bad, but when students start to chatter chatter chatter chatter then it's a problem. He stopped by his office briefly dropped of his things and threw on the only nice suit he had. He walked to the dias and with both his hands pushed his hair up. Where was he supposed to sit? He looked over each empty seat, stopped when he eyed a blonde haired well dressed guy ~~minus one shoe, and feathers sitting in front of him~~ "FLAMS!" Tiberius screeched in his high-pitched mousy voice as he moved along to where his friend sat. "Sorry, about not telling you I was on the train. I'll make it up to you later." He slapped Airey on the back, and looked down at the posters in front of him. Flams should at least put a smile on to show off those nice new set of chompers. Not wanting to be entirely rude, he gave the old guy a smile who was at the end of the table, and the two ladies who were two seats down from Flamsy...blushed at the sight of the blonde one, and turned his attention back to the old guy. "Hey there, nice night out isn't it. My names Dursley, Tiberius Dursley."Gotta respect the elders first, greet them before greeting anyone else. That voice. THAT voice. THAT VOICE! HE KNEW THAT VOICE. "CAPTAIN! YOU MADE IT!" he exclaimed just as his best mate gave him a good ol' slap on the back. Oof. "Nice suit. I approve.*" Obviously. And YEAH, about that train ride. Airey had been rather disappointed to not have taken the journey to Hogwarts together, for old times' sake, but he was just glad to finally* have a guy friend around. His track record just was NOT good. Grinning and showing off his new teeth, Airey grabbed his friend by the arm and pulled him down into the empty seat before leaning over to whisper to him, "Don't leave me." __________________ When you're stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes