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Fourth Year |  ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
SPOILER!!: Double Trouble (Bolt and Brown) Quote:
Originally Posted by feeheeheeny  Sophie thought it was cute that Eves was so visibly excited by the seating area and noted that they DEFINITELY needed to return and make this a regular place to hang out. Well... HOPEFULLY they would be allowed to, if this new fellow liked them enough.
"Y'can't judge a book by its cover," she replied to Eves' observation, though Sophie also knew there was some weight to first impressions as well. The inquiry about knocking was irrelevant, so Soph went right on ahead to open her mouth and started to reply to the ferret bit when... the door opened. And there he WAS in all his gorgeous glory.
Then there was some VERY uncharacteristic nervous giggling bubbling in the throat of one Sophie Brown, and she managed to swallow it before shrugging nonchalantly, "That's a shame, 'cause my patronus is a ferret. Thought it was gonna be an otter for a long time, before I finally got it to take proper shape, but it's definitely a ferret." It wasn't a boastful tone - just conversational and thinking aloud. "Hopefully you'll still like us even though we're not otters, sir."
Very smooth, Soph.
... "Cookies?" She held the plate out to the man, letting him see it properly, half of it stacked with plain chocolate chip cookies and the other half stacked with peanut butter chocolate chip cookies. The latter was her personal favorite and specialty, but... just in case he had a weird allergy or something. PLAYING IT SAFE.
Help her, Eves. She was drowning. Quote:
Originally Posted by sarahlooo Can't judge a book by it's cover? Why not? Evie did it all the time. Sometimes her judgement changed when she actually got to know the perso--
Oh, hello. There he was. And he was an OTTER person. GOOD TO KNOW. A very girlish giggle escaped from Evie's throat and she was secretly glad that Sophie was rambling about patronuses or whatever, because she had momentarily forgotten why they had come to his office. However, she did get distracted about the patronus thing for a minute, impressed and jealous that Sophie could produce a corporeal patronus already. Hm. Something to work on this term, then.
Right, why did they come here? "Erm.... Oh, we wanted to talk to you about stuff." Right? That's what they had decided. OH, wait. "And interview you, 'cause Sophie's writing a thing about you for the.... thing." What was it called..? "The Quill, she's writing about you for The Quill." The information she provided could have come out a little more gracefully, but she had expected Sophie the Almighty to do all the talking, so Evie was ill prepared. But there it was. Could they come in now?[/color] What, was with the giggling? Sabel looked between the two girls with all the reservation of a neutral expression as he could manage. Seriously? It felt like he was back in grade school.
Oh. Wait......he was.
But still, why with the giggling? No, you know what, it was better he didn't ask. Didn't question. There were more important things to worry about, like if the cookies being offered were laced with some type of poison, Veritaserum or even butterscotch. Merlin forbid it all, but students could be strange. And easily offended. Perhaps this batch wasn't tampered with, but if he refused such a generous offer it was very likely the next batch would be.
With a smile, he took two cookies off the offered plate. "Thank you, very much." He'd save them for later, bring them to Quiggley for testing. Or maybe even Flamsteed, though the results were likely to be skewed. Hm. "I have no beef with ferrets. Think they're quite cute actually. Each to his, or her, own. Congratulations on discovering your patronus, by the way." He'd keep that in mind.
And then there was that. The stuff. The writing. The interview. The quill.
As hard as he tried, he couldn't quite keep the grimace fully off his face. A reporter in the making? It was just his luck. He nearly stuffed the cookie in his mouth right then and there in the hopes that it would knock him right out, let him avoid this. But there was nothing like slamming a door in a young kid's face and hopes. And did they ever look hopeful.
Stepping to the side, Sabel opened the door to his office fully and refrained from sighing in resignation. "I'll be honest with you, I'm not partial to interviews. But come in and we'll talk about....stuff." Merlin only knew what that entailed. OOC: You two may post in Sabel's office now  SPOILER!!: One for two, Bennett; mention/acknowledgement of Kace still here :) Quote:
Originally Posted by Holmesian Feline
Seems he wasn't the only one to come to the new professor's office as Kace showed up shortly after he had sat down. "Hey," Benny said simply, acknowledging the older boy's presence. Especially as he sat down at the fire himself. He let his mind wander for a little bit as he thought on what might transpire. The new professor hadn't looked too bad at the feast, but then looks could be deceiving...right? Speaking of looks...
Serious looks?
Benny turned at the voice that denoted the preceeding footsteps hadn't been another student. "Hello Professor," he greeted, debated getting to his feet. However he supposed a rush to do so might seem even more serious to the man. "Wasn't trying to be," the Gryffindor said, finally deciding to stay put. At least not too serious. Maybe it was more an informal thing.
Sabel chuckled a little to himself. Professor. Boy did that ever sound strange, but he couldn't well tell the kid not to call him that. Then they'd do so for the other Professors and well, not everyone played well on a first, or last name, basis.
Letting the lid close to the box, Sabel tucked his hands in his pockets and looked to the boy that had spoken. He was still working on names. Surely, they would remind him. Hopefully. Maybe? "Most people don't aim to look serious." Deep thoughts then? Still early in the semester for that. "Mr. Atreyu was it? And..." Merlin help him...Lucky? Lethi? Lec... "Mr. Lecium." Nailed it! "What can I help you with?" SPOILER!!: Zomg Zeke Quote:
Originally Posted by Hera Soooooo..... he had questions. LOTS of them. And Sabel has best have time for him or he'd be writing home and demanding to Emily to have him make time. Yeah. Yeah. It was just SO WEIRD to think that the dude he'd met at Christmas was going to be TEACHING him the ways of Defence and Darkness and Arts and KICKING BUTT. He had MAJOR questions and these started with the man's 'rules'.
Arriving at the place he knew to be the DADA office and things, he stood for a moment in silence. Already it looked different to when Professor Romanos had graced the halls. Merlin.
He liked her, missed her even... and this was all new territory for him. Just WHAT was Sabel up to?
...
Deciding he had stood for long enough, Zeke closed the gap between himself and the office door and knocked thrice with his fist. Who would it be this time? And what, exactly, did they want?
Those were the two questions that always popped into his mind whenever there was a rap, or occasionally bang, at his door. He had made a bit of a game of guessing, based on the softness or firmness of the knock and the number of knocks and a variety of other factors. So far, he wasn't landing very close with his guesses, but he was still new at this. Soon, he would have it down pat.
Today, he suspected a fifth or sixth year, who was having trouble casting a defensive shield. Probably the wrist movement and maybe the pronunciation....
Opening the door, all thoughts and speculations screeched to a halt and Sabel sort of just blinked down at the kid. It took him a moment to match the tinge of recognition to the face. Zeke. Emily's boy. He had almost forgotten he attended Hogwarts, and the height thing...he'd grown.
"Mr. Rogers, I presume." Straight face, he would do this all straight face. And probably get a Howler from his mother tomorrow. "If you are looking for insider advice on how to become the greatest dark wizard of all time, my office times for such inquiries are between the hours of no and never."
But, the kid didn't look too happy. Maybe joking about was a bad idea? Did Zeke even know who's office he had come to. Probably. He was a smart kid, after all. SPOILER!!: Leah :) Quote:
Originally Posted by nanyjj New professor. That meant a visit, yes?
Leah walked into the seating area outside Professor Dakest's office, only to find herself... outside. Or a room that looked outside. Hmmm, nice interior design. Her brown eyes scanned the patio for a moment before landing on the SMORES. They were the awesome muggle treat she had tried a couple of years ago. Although she did want to try it again, she knew that the purpose of her visit was not for THIS. Therefore, she headed to the door and knocked.
Maybe if the professor was not here, she might as well grab some marshmallows to eat. At the sound of a knock, Sabel had roused himself from the paperwork on his desk and moved to answer it. A few sheets of parchment went with him, occupying one hand and his eyes as he closed the distance to the door and pulled it open. Glancing up, he was both somewhat surprised and mildly disappointed that the girl waiting had not helped herself to some s'mores. Or the magic fire. Commoon students.
Maybe he was answering the door too quickly? Perhaps he should let them stew and wait for a time. Couldn't well make a s'more in under ten seconds, now could they? Fair enough.
Lowering the papers to his side, he gave the young lady a friendly smile. "Afternoon, Miss Abbott. How can I help you?"
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