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Originally Posted by emjay  A lull in the conversation at her end of the table certainly did not bother Nessa. She simply turned her attention to other places, the pretty decorations, the students visiting with their friends.. she glanced down at the other end of the table to see Airey waving at her. Beaming broadly, she gave him a double handed wave as well. Her smile didn't even falter to see his outfit for the evening. Was that a scuba suit? What a conversation starter! She wasn't sure, but figured it had to do with something with the lake. "I'm not sure the lake has thawed enough yet, Airey," she called down towards his end of the table. But what an optimist!
Oh goodness.. what was he shouting about?
Stellar. His wave hadn't been misinterpreted as one directed at anyone else. That could have been potentially awkward. He had to cock his head to the side a little to hear what she was shouting down to him thanks to the chitter chatter coming from students, and really was only able to catch the latter half of her words. Still enough to go on though.
"Oh this?" he questioned as he gestured down to himself. "It's the only 'suit' I've got left." And he even used airquotes on the word suit. It was just a technicality after all. "Not looking to take a dip in the lake just yet."
Although he DID need to get down there soon...certain minerals that he could only get at the bottom of the lake that he was running low on.
SPOILER!!: Penelope! :3 Quote:
Originally Posted by griffin After the headmistress had given her speech, Penelope went up to the staff table. There were a few professors who she wanted to see, starting with professor Flamsteed.
"Hello, Professor Flamsteed," she said, smiling at the professor. Despite her bad experiences in every astronomy lesson she had ever attended, she actually liked astronomy class. Except for that activity in the first class. That had freaked her out. To this day she was still regretting not just getting out of the bubble when the professor asked her if she wanted to opt out of the activity. Nothing was worse than being in a bubble and a pendulum trying to hit her. Not even getting hit by the whomping willow had been as bad as that. Now was not the time to be thinking about the bad things. She was supposed to be thinking about what she liked about astronomy, not the part of the class that haunted her worst nightmares. Turning her thoughts away from the bad experiences, Penelope focused on all of the things that she liked about the class.
When she saw what Professor Flamsteed was wearing, all she could think was, "Running out of clean suits, Professor?" It looked like Flamsteed always wore a suit of some kind. How many suits did he have? If she always wore a suit but was out of clean suits, she would wear a dirty suit before she would wear what the Professor was wearing now. Surely there were cleaning charms that the professor could use to clean his suits.
Oh sweet solstice...the Ravenclaw that he was terrified he was going to be her doom before she graduated. So far so good though.... and he even paused and unclenched his jaw to knock on the table. Knock on wood, right? Not that he believed in such superstitions, per say, but he would throw salt over his shoulder to please whoever if it meant that he didn't have to deal with student tears.
"Good evening, Miss Wright," he saluted, rather stiffly, to the Ravenclaw. It was nice to see that the, er, small travesties that had occured during his final lesson of the term hadn't left any scars. "Unfortunately, yes," he sighed. What? Would everyone had rather he showed up in his suitjamas instead? Because that COULD have been an option. "I'll be very glad to be able to head back to London soon to visit the muggle dry cleaners so they can work their muggle magic on my collection."
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Originally Posted by Hera It had hardly occurred to her that Airey had stiffened under her touch, she was too busy enjoying herself and the atmosphere to care about Airey's little quirks, and she did at least go over her sleeves with a lint roller in anticipation of a hug of sorts.
"You know, you're right... it couldn't have been any better." Well, as far as Hogwarts standards were concerned, but the freaky weather thing was certainly a dampener on the year - in a literal sense. She liked snow, but she wasn't fond of ice ages. Turning slightly behind him, so she could see his face properly, Seren considered him a moment. The common room?
"Not yet, I was thinking of popping in tonight or tomorrow morning... why?" Yes, Airey, why? He hadn't pranked her, had he? Well, not exactly. He could think of a few ways that it could be better - like there having been a Quidditch Cup this term and lions taking it for example - but his smile only widened further.
Oh, pity. She hadn't been up to the common room yet. Probably just as well. He suspected that the Herbologist would probably have been in tears right now if she had seen what students had assisted him in constructing. She seemed the type to be emotionally moved by this sort of thing. No tears, alright Seren. He was pretty sure those would make him even more awkward and uncomfortable than a student's tears. "If I told you it would ruin the surprise. But I would suggest tonight. I am sure the lions would prefer an celebratory evening over a somber morning."
With packing and lugging all of their things out of the dorms and all.
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Originally Posted by Magical Soul Botros didn't miss the rock thing. Or the fish tank. Or any other odd tools his memory had failed to remember the Star Man used to put on top of the empty chair between them. It wasn't out of annoyance (Botros didn't get annoyed with anyone other than viciously rude kids) but of comfort, because now he could put the two chairs together and doze off comfortably up until the speech.
He laughed at the Astronomer's flustered fix-line. "It's alright. I do recognize the rhythm." He could never remember where he'd heard it or what the lyrics were if his life depended on it, though.
PHEW! He had totally nailed that recovery. Or the old man was just too polite to make any sort of comment on it. Definitely the first option though. Nailed it.
"It's a power ballad from Queen's 1977 album News of the World," he explained. Had...he been alive back then? Would it be too rude to ask?
SPOILER!!: all FELINE BEAST related things! which pains me to say because I love kitties ;____; Quote:
Originally Posted by Roselyn Medea was...there. Sorta. Physically. But mentally?
Who knows where.
Although, now she was beginning to remember why she didn't particularly enjoy her seventh year of schooling. Merlin knew she was studying up on the chorts as if she were a NEWT student cramming for their exams. In fact, oh yes, she brought her studying to the staff table. Book in front of her. Eyes on the words. READ ALL THE THINGS!
And notice...nothing else. Except...
KITTIES???
Gaze snapping to her distressed boyfriend Airey, she...oh. Oh, what was he wearing? Was he wearing that this WHOLE time?
More importantly, she looked to where he was pointing. Just to the side of her. "AWWWWWW!" Ohmygaarsh, lookit those little kitty faces. And the BOWTIES?? "Oh my goooooosh, how cuuuute!" So...distracted. Quote:
Originally Posted by StarShine And laugh.
He hadn't seen the cats climbing the table, or who put them, but Airey made everyone know that they were there. And by what he shouted, Cosgrach judged it was Cassie, and his eyes twinkled with mischief. He didn't know Airey was scared of cats, and this was the most interesting. He watched them for a moment, before he remembered Seren was leaving this term and he had a few words to say to her. And anyways, she was sitting closer to the action, so he stood up and made his way to the Herbology Professor, eyes on Airey and Cassie.
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Originally Posted by Magical Soul 0_0
Out of the blue, Botros had an overgrown baby in his lap. In a swimsuit, no less.
The old man didn't know what to do except pat Flamsteed's back reassuringly, like you do to a wailing child. "It's.. it's okay.." Ab directed his speech to the Divination lady. "Cassiopeia dear, please make sure the pets don't get loose. Especially under the table." Cats clinging to their feet underneath would be terrifying for the obviously-phobic Star Man. Although... now that Ab mentioned it... yeah, probably shouldn't have mentioned it.
Yes, Medea, do something.
Pat pat pat pat. Quote:
Originally Posted by Bazinga O_o
Why was the man screaming? She looked to the floor where her purse was sitting and her fur babies were just looking around. "Airey calm down. They aren't hurting anything. I never leave without them." Had he not noticed her fashionable kitten purse before? She took it everywhere and her kittens were the most well behaved cats. They had to be, she would know if they weren't. "I've had no signs of them causing any issues, they are going to just sit in their purse and watch the feast." She beamed encouragingly towards the man, but her giggles were getting the best of her. Did he really just jump onto Ab's lap just because of two kittens? Oh this was so funny her hand went to her mouth as her giggles turned into belly laughter.
Looking towards Medea she beamed at her purse and pulled Airey out handing him over to the Dark Art professor. "This is Airey and that is Gemini. They are the sweetest two kitten. They love to dress for the occasion." Hence their little red bow ties. She glanced at the astronomy professor and leaned closer to Medea. "Is he always this.. umm interesting?" She had to ask, it could be fun, but scared of kittens was a first for Cassie to see.
Hearing Ab's voice she smiled at the older man. She had to giggle again, [b] "Oh Abraham don't worry, I haven't seen them causing any issues so we should be good. They love their little purse adventures." She patted Gemini's head. Her gift helped keep them in line so she was very confident they wouldn't cause any trouble. Quote:
Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl "First of all, Cece," the Headmistress snapped out of her zone when the Healer OF COURSE piped up, "THANK YOU for demonstrating how NOT to address someone for young Mr. Hirase here." She turned her head toward the Healer to give her a cold, level stare. Annie had honestly had enough of Tillstorm's sass for this school year, and she was not about to be told how to discipline a student at HER school and HER feast.
Discipline had always been one of Annie's strengths.
"Secondly," oh no, Healer, she wasn't finished with you yet, "Kevin is seated here as part of his detention. He has lost the privileges to sit with his Housemates and cause trouble over there. So, his behavior at this feast will indicate to me how he will be starting next school... or IF he will be starting it at all. I will thank you NOT to jump to conclusions on MY policies in the future and kindly keep your opinions to yourself."
Privately, she was quite proud of how Kevin had winked at the woman and all that. It was hilarious to watch. But, publicly, the redhead had to maintain a cold and stoic expression. So with her last remark, the Headmistress turned her nose up at the woman and instead focused on the other side of the table, where the astronut was in hysterics yet again.
She did, however, mutter toward Kevin since he was sitting on that side of her and she was certain the Healer wouldn't hear: "Watch it, Hirase."
"Cassie," she calmly greeted the Divination professor, even giving the woman a smile for her compliment, "thank you! I hope you enjoyed your first ter---- AWWW, are those YOUR baby kitties?!!" SEH CUTE. SEH CUTE. And carrying them with her in a travel purse? GENIUS!!!!!!
Annie would have leaned past Kevin to pet the kitties on any other occasion, but since she was getting hungry, it was high time to start this feast. She cleared her throat loudly and sent a LOOK to Flamsteed, along with a low, "Get back in your seat," hissed reprimand. Because he needed it. Quote:
Originally Posted by Roselyn
Did she say what she thought she said???
"Airey?" With a gasp and extended awwwwwwsocute, she tenderly held the kitten and turned to her other side where a certain Astronomy professor sat. Did he hear that?! She held up the kitten, waving it's little paw at the man. "He's named after you!"
Wiggle wiggle. Teehee.
Oh, speech!
Unwilling to let go of the kitten juuuust yet, she settled in her seat and softly petted the fluffy creature's head and shoulders and toes and tail and chin and tummy and...and just had enough sense to clap in the appropriate times. She'd glanced down the way to where Seren had sat. Departing professors. Oh dear.
And the end of the speech? Slump in her seat.
More kitten pets.
...
She...ummmm?
"I...thank you?" Was this...a thing?
Peaking towards Airey, she raised an eyebrow. Evil accomplice? Goodness, was this really what the kids were talking about? Not that it wasn't so far from the truth. Maybe with a few pranks here and there, but chorts? Them?
*snort* pet pet kitten pet.
WHAAAAAAAAAT?! Medea...NO. NOOOOOOOO. That was NOT what he meant by DO something. "I swear...if you bring that thing any closer..." he grumbled as he climbed a little further on to Old Man River's lap. No shoes touching him or the chairs though. That would be rude.
And then there was the Potion Master's smug look. Yeah yeah sure. Be amused about someone facing one of their greatest fears. Sure. Definitely something to laugh about. It wasn't like those THINGS were boggarts and he could make them go away with laughter.
UNDER THE TABLE! Bad Santa! BAD! You were supposed to bring JOY to the world and not more anxiety and nightmares. The astronomer curled his legs up off the floor, the rubber of his suit making all sorts of unfortunate squeaky noises in the process. "You can get jaundiced and DIE from those thing and their claws, you know!" he pointed out as he tried not to climb any further away from the felines.
Oh, Miss Cambridge was right. Those were pleasant pats.
"You are cured, right, er, sir?" he questioned suddenly. He wasn't going to get all old and wrinkly again, yeah. Old, wrinkly, and dying from cat scratches.
His head snapped back around to Cassiopeia and her use of the word 'never.' Never...as in never ever...as in..."THOSE THINGS WERE IN MY OFFICE?!" Uninvited, mind you. Uninvited and uninformed that he had intruders in his little sanctuary. Now he had the urge to go and use a lint roller over the entirety of his office fives times or more. Not to mention that had Hershel noticed them it could have been BAD. HOW INCREDIBLY IRRESPONSIBLE!
MEDEA! STOP PETTING THE---- NOOOOOOOO.
Airey's face sunk a little when the Headmistress began gushing over them as well and he almost didn't hear her hiss at him to remove himself from the lap of Professor Botros. "But...but..." he made a grand gesture out towards the sea of students. THEY weren't allowed to bring pets to feast. HYPOCRISY! Still, he obliged and slowly slid off of the old man's lap with an apologetic look and into the currently vacant Arithmancy seat. It was one seat further away from the felines. He was also going to keep his legs tucked tightly up on the chair. No way they were going to take him out by the ankles.
....................what?
His head slooooooowly turned back to where Medea was getting all snugly with the felines - she would need a lint roller later - and felt his entire body clench up. Airey...one of them...was called Airey... Medea really was loving all this. She would. She had trapped him in his own office by letting one of her own felines loose and in his office. He had been stuck in there for hours on top of his desk while the beast below had circled his desk like a hungry shark circling his prey. And now she was making it wave at him. Shudder.
"I'm changing my name," he grumbled.
His name had been tainted for many reasons.
SPOILER!!: SPEECH Quote:
Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl "Good evening," the Headmistress' magnified voice echoed across the Great Hall. "Welcome to the conclusion of another successful term. Obviously we have had to weather a few odd circumstances," ha ha punny, right? "But rest assured that the rest of the wizarding world is fully enjoying their June, and after tonight, you will be too." She faked a smile for the students.
"As always, we have a few goodbyes to say this term, some to our friends, some to our departing professors, but we also have a few congratulations! Congratulations go out to Gryffindor on their successfully winning the House Cup, and to Slytherin on winning the Gobstones Cup. Congratulations to us ALL, also, as no one died or aged this term."
She almost said 'or was injured' but a glance at the staff table reminded her that that wasn't true. So, with those announcements, Bunz led the tables in a round of applause.
"One final announcement: please be careful going out to the carriages, and seventh years, if I were you, I wouldn't risk being bold and stupid and taking the boats across the icy lake to the train station. Just take a carriage. It's still cold outside, WE KNOW, but we're working on it."
And that was that. Speech given, the food had appeared and the Headmistress hurried back to her seat to grab something warm.
He was hardly paying attention to the speech this time around, instead spending the time trying to think of a new name for himself. That is...until congratulations were being given and then the astronomer's full and undivided attention was on the Headmistress because...
" ROAR ROAR GRYFFINDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR!" he cheered, raising both arms high into the air as though he were trying to start the wave at a quidditch match. He didn't care if he got more disapproving looks, this House Cup victory had been ten years in the making and was well deserved. He did, however, refrain from jumping up on to the table. The same could not be said for his chair though as he gave a standing ovation towards the Gryffindor house table.
He had continued to clap, and stand on his chair, until the Headmistress was done with her speech, but had toned it down so that the important announcements could be heard. You know what else was nice about standing on his chair? He had a STELLAR view of the floor and any possible feline movements.
Or student ones, since it took several of them no time at all to approach the staff table for one reason or another.
And Cecelia was leaving.
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Originally Posted by Squishy
Reaching the table, she smiled at everyone sitting there. "Hello, I hope you all will have an amazing summer. Thank you for the awesome classes this term."
"Same to you, Miss Carrington," he smiled to the Hufflepuff.
SPOILER!!: OMG ZANDER, with a little Medea Quote:
Originally Posted by ArianaBlack
With the talking bouquet in hand, the Gryffindor made his way down the table: first starting at the end by Botros because he had to talk to Flamsteed and Romanos, normally he wouldn't go for it, BUT THE LIQUID LUCK MAN, it was EMPOWERING! Passing Flamsteed first and walking directly up to Romanos the Gryffindor proclaimed in only his most obnoxious voice, "Hi Professor Romanos! I just want to say that I'm sorry that I thought you were an evil Cold One slash Chort leader that was going to take over the whole school and eat us all for dinner and some for lunch and maybe even breakfast too, if you're into that I guess it's cool!" Could he breathe now? Yes. This was where he finally took a breath because liquid luck did not give you lungs of steel. That was gillyweed right? But anyways, NEXT UP!
Then, turning to Professor Flamsteed, he BEAMED. "And Professor, I'm really sorry that I thought you were her evil accomplice that came up with the ideas and not the executions, to help take over the school and control the evil Cold One slash Chort Army!!" MORE BREATHS because a boy's got to breath. Man! How long would this stuff last because he was TOTALLY INVINCIBLE. All the while, the Gryffindor had been trying to hold the flowers AS FAR AWAY as possible because they all felt the need to keep screaming words like "you're the only one" and "sunshine" and "love". Geeeez. Maybe he should've charmed them right before he handed them over.
......
AND This was it. The moment he had been waiting for.
*INSERT LOTS OF DEEP BREATHS HERE*
He could do this. He was Zander Adair, resident Gryffindor. Brave. Almost fourth year. He could do this. "Enjoy the present… Decide what to do with the time that is given to you… use it epically…" Wise words from Airey Flamsteed kept replaying in his mind. "Enjoy the present… Decide what to do with the time that is given to you… use it epically…" Yes. It was his time to shine.
The Gryffindor walked confidently, another shout out to Professor C, and waved at Kevin as he passed. Then, he made an abrupt stop. An abrupt stop right in front of Hogwarts' resident Herbology Angel. The perfect, the most talented, the entrancing, the ever-so-lovely: Beautiful Bentley. He BEAMED at her. Thanks to the liquid luck he didn't even freeze! This stuff was great, could he get a life time supply? Raising the flowers towards Professor Perfection he smiled. Might as well let the flowers do all the talking, right? Right. Again, they were all screaming at once, but if you listened carefully words like "perfection", "can't live without you", and "sunshine" could most certainly be heard. And now he waits.
He was just about to sit down properly - mostly because he was laughing too much at the other Hufflepuff asking Javy and Piers to adopt her - when Mr. Adair suddenly appeared started apologizing for....what now? He caught Medea's look, who he was still slightly mad at for the whole FELINE thing, and gave his shoulders a small shrug. But, for whatever reason, he wasn't upset or overly confused by all this. In fact, he was far more amused by it all. It wasn't like the astronomer exactly had a clean record with not putting students in danger. Ice cream anyone?
"You have quite the active imagination, Mr. Adair!" Airey grinned at the young man. "I think you should run with this theory and write a story about it." Perhaps not with himself and Medea as the lead villains though. Airey would have made a terrible dark wizard. "I have seen some great literary potential in your assignments for me. Could be a good starting point for something bigger!"
And then he could also say that he had taught a published author. Mmmhmmm.
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