 Flamsteed, signing off *vulcan salute* <3 astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf
Offering Tiara a bit of a dry chuckle, he took another glance out at the green and silver tapestries. Cecelia would have been pleased to see this sight along with finally being handed the opportunity to make him dress up in some absurd attire. He still thought his pink fairy princess choice for the Healer had been by far her most sophisticated look at a feast. "Indeed. At least no one died or had their soul sucked out," he nodded a bit too casually.
Airey bowed his head as the History of Magic professor and Arthur made their way up to the dais before the librarian drew his attention and......apparently had once again completely missed the astronomer's dry sense of humor. Before he could properly respond, however, the Headmaster - who should find a rather large box of lint rollers outside his office later - stood to make his speech.
AND he was actually listening this time since he was not cowering under a table in full fledged feline fear.
You have successfully completed your journey at Hogwarts, and now you are about to begin a new journey dat awaits your beyond these walls.
No truer words could have been spoken this evening and Airey couldn't help but give Pebbles an almost teary eyed sentimental look as an uncomfortable constricting feeling resurfaced in his chest and he felt that absurd burning sensation behind his blue eyes.
Speech over, the Astronomy professor did something he had almost never done during his career in education at Hogwarts. He actually SAT and had his dinner without interruption. Once his plate had been emptied, a considerable less amount than the Gryffindor Head of House usually consumed, he took a peek at his sundial watch before venturing another glance towards the Gryffindor house table.
And all the discomfort came flooding back.
And then he made the mistake of taking a sideways glance at Tiara, Ravenclaw female, who to him looked as though she were on the verge of tears.
Nope.
He was not equipped to handle this situation. At all.
Rising, Airey turned scooped Pebbles up and dismissed himself from the table with a salute and a happy summer to all.
Pausing just before he exited off to the side, and another look towards the Gryffindor house table given, he saw himself as an 11-year-old boy sitting there on his very first day at Hogwarts...so full of wonder and uncertainty. That same wonder and uncertainty remained...but it had also matured. Or so he would elect to believe.
With an unusually soft smile upon his features to any who happened to glance his direction, he offered the entirety of the Great Hall one final Vulcan salute. "Live long and prosper, Hogwarts," he whispered before departing.
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