12-23-2016, 12:14 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Norman A. Carton Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Sydney M. L. Masters Slytherin Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maddox B. Buchanan Gryffindor Fourth Year Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Caledon Roth The Leaky Cauldron | Sorry we're late! Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll Gaston really didn't like parties. Being around big crowds of people made him uncomfortable, but thankfully he wasn't as nervous as he'd been at the start of last term. At least now he knew his colleagues (with one or two exceptions) didn't openly despise him, but there were a few newcomers this term. What if they disliked him? He suddenly had to hold his hands behind his back to stop them from shaking. Get a hold of yourself. Gaston! he told himself sternly. You haven't given them reason to dislike you...
He took a deep breath as he entered the room, his bright blue eyes scanning for familiar faces. It looked like almost everyone was already here. Oh no, he wasn't late, was he? He hoped the new headmaster or headmistress wasn't among the new faces he saw. Merlin, what a horrible first impression that would make! He worried that the new head would dislike him or - Merlin forbid! - fire him, and he suddenly missed Headmaster Sahnoun. But he couldn't allow himself to think about that now. It was too early for him to start getting emotional; he just got here! "Hello, everyone. I hope you all had a wonderful summer," Gaston said timidly, but his voice was so quiet, he was sure at least half the people here hadn't heard him. He noticed two of the newcomers (River and Cami) and gave each of them a smile and a polite nod. He remembered how intimidating it had been to be the new guy last year, so he was going to make an extra effort to be welcoming to the new staff. "I'm Gaston Marchand, Charms professor."
He made a beeline for the refreshment table and poured two glasses of butterbeer before sidling over to Rosalyn. "So sorry I'm late!" he exclaimed as he handed her one of the glasses he was holding. He hadn't worried her, had he?"I hope this makes it up to you..." He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a rose like the one he gave her at the end-of-term feast, except this one was deep red. Thankfully it hadn't been damaged by travelling in his pocket! The thought crossed his mind to give her a quick kiss on the cheek, but he decided against it and held her hand instead.
His eyes darted frantically. He still had no idea if one of these people was his new boss, and he didn't want to get himself or worse, Rosalyn in trouble for acting unprofessionally. Hold on a minute... that wasn't who he thought it was, was it? He thought he recognized one of the newcomers (Caroleena). "Professor Salvatore?"
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |
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