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pundantic
The universe had several irrefutable truths. Laws of gravity, physics, magic, etc. And one of these truths was that Professor Hirsch was ungodly beautiful. Term after term after term. He never failed to make Chloe physically stop in her tracks.
This term was no different. She awkwardly lingered in the door when she spotted him and then remembered herself when the person behind her, rudely, tapped her shoulder. Her cheeks flushed red and she fled to the safety of the Ravenclaw table. Hiding her blotchy, red face behind her hair.
Feast.
Fine, he supposed he'd bless the hall with his presence for a bit before ditching the snooze fest for his common room. The feast was perhaps one of the most uneventful parts of the first day back ever.
The Gryffindor made a beeline for the Ravenclaw table as soon as he entered the hall and scanned for a certain blonde.
"This seat isn't taken is it?" And if it was, it was his now.
"What did I miss?" As in why are you hiding behind your hair Chloe Newman.