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MadMadamMalfoy · 04-08-2021, 10:22 AM

This term had given Norman a lot to think about! He thought his days fighting dark wizards were over when he left MACUSA years ago. He thought taking a teaching job at Hogwarts would be his chance to put that life behind him, but instead he found himself right back in battle. One day he’d look back on this term as a learning experience, but now he was too emotionally raw, both from the recent events fresh in his mind and the memories they dredged up of a life best left forgotten. That was fine. He’d survive, just as he always had. He was more concerned for the kids. What if they didn’t bounce back from this?

He sat silently at the far end of the table, looking down at the plate in front of him so as not to accidentally lock eyes with something or someone that would cause cracks in his impassive demeanor to appear. If he looked to his right, he’d be reminded of Cassie, of the children who lost their mother, of the man who lost his wife. If he looked ahead, he’d be reminded of the kids. Merlin, this wasn’t supposed to happen! He wasn’t supposed to get attached to them, but after a term like this, how could he not? Norman Carton, you’ve gone soft! He inwardly berated himself, but his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden loud voice.

Blue-green eyes turned to the newcomer, watching her every move. Something about her seemed… off, but he couldn’t place it. Maybe it was the wide grin. Maybe it was the tutting - that wasn’t going to be a habit of hers, was it? Or maybe he was just on edge because the last time a stranger appeared in the middle of a feast, they held the entire school hostage for nearly a year. Whatever the case, he would be keeping an eye out later, For now, he was absorbed in the food that appeared. Hopefully eating would distract him from his emotions!

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MadMadamMalfoy Newbie Mod Honeydukes Mod Alley Proprietor Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: Feb 2016 Location: Hazbin Hotel Posts: 11,128 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sydney M. L. Masters Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maddox B. Buchanan Gryffindor Fifth Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Caledon Roth The Leaky Cauldron	Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll This term had given Norman a lot to think about! He thought his days fighting dark wizards were over when he left MACUSA years ago. He thought taking a teaching job at Hogwarts would be his chance to put that life behind him, but instead he found himself right back in battle. One day he’d look back on this term as a learning experience, but now he was too emotionally raw, both from the recent events fresh in his mind and the memories they dredged up of a life best left forgotten. That was fine. He’d survive, just as he always had. He was more concerned for the kids. What if they didn’t bounce back from this? He sat silently at the far end of the table, looking down at the plate in front of him so as not to accidentally lock eyes with something or someone that would cause cracks in his impassive demeanor to appear. If he looked to his right, he’d be reminded of Cassie, of the children who lost their mother, of the man who lost his wife. If he looked ahead, he’d be reminded of the kids. Merlin, this wasn’t supposed to happen! He wasn’t supposed to get attached to them, but after a term like this, how could he not? Norman Carton, you’ve gone soft! He inwardly berated himself, but his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden loud voice. Blue-green eyes turned to the newcomer, watching her every move. Something about her seemed… off, but he couldn’t place it. Maybe it was the wide grin. Maybe it was the tutting - that wasn’t going to be a habit of hers, was it? Or maybe he was just on edge because the last time a stranger appeared in the middle of a feast, they held the entire school hostage for nearly a year. Whatever the case, he would be keeping an eye out later, For now, he was absorbed in the food that appeared. Hopefully eating would distract him from his emotions! __________________ 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...