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Alright. So maybe he couldn't put the box off much longer. All he wanted was to have a few delicious hot schmoes...er...smores. One day he would get the word right on the first try.
But today was not that day.
"No, no dragon egg either," he replied to Mr. Zeke. As stellar as some would think it would be to have a pet dragon in the Gryffindor Tower...Airey had already suffered the consequences of fiery drapes in the past and he would rather like to keep his job, thank you very much. "Help yourself to the marshmallows."
Right there in the little festive bowl. He would rather like to make one that he could actually enjoy now. No offense. Preferably one that was was not essentially a black smoldering lump.
"An excellent choice," he assured Mr. Atreyu just as Miss...that first year with the really long last name presented a VERY interesting little proposition for the room. While certainly not on the agenda he had in mind, there was nothing wrong with offering a little flexibility for such creative outlets. "ME!" he roared, thursting his hand in the air for emphasis. "But after a few announcements."
Which they should probably get to now.
Small waves were directed towards Miss Kennedy...Miss Umbridge...Miss Kennedy Umbridge - sweet solstice he should check the roster again for that one - before he nodded his head in response to Miss Valentine's question. "It was quite stellar." No trace of sarcasm here, honestly.
Some more small waves were given to Miss Xanthopoulos and Miss Summers before being utterly silenced by one simple word from Miss Lee's mouth. The hug had been bad enough, but it was THAT word that really got the man all clammed up and sweating like the common room had just turned into a sauna.
"Bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bidi-bidi-bidi-bidi," he stammered while trying to dance and wiggle his way out of the first year's grip.
NOT. READY. TO. THINK. ABOUT. NO. RUN. AWAY. FROM. EMOTIONS. ABORT! ABORT!
Was she off his person yet?
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OH LOOK! THE HEAD BOY! YES. DIVERGE ATTENTION THAT WAY!
Terrified to look down and see whether or not Miss Lee was still ... touching him... the Astronomy professor cleared his throat and tried to get through these next words without his voice cracking like some prepubescent boy.
"GOOD EVENING, GRYFFINDORS! WELCOME AND WELCOME BACK!" he announced, NOT doing so well at the not cracking. "I am Professor Flamsteed, but you may also call me Professor Airey if you prefer, and I have the honor of serving as your Head of House." Which were words directed mostly towards first years and those transferred students. "Before I dive into a few House announcements, a word from our Head Boy, Mr. Adair," he concluded with some clumsy applause.
Take it away, Mr. Adair.
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