 Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll
Compared to his first term teaching at Hogwarts, this one had been a walk in the park! Still, Norman was glad to finally be rid of perky peppy Poppy once and for all and even more glad to have the whole summer to spend with his daughter. Merlin, how was it that Normandie was already going to be a sixth year at Ilvermorny in the fall? Time flies… and speaking of which, it seemed like this term had flown by!
The dark-haired American had taken his usual seat and greeted his colleagues upon arrival. From his place at the far end of the table, his blue-green eyes turned to Malachi at the sound of the knocking against the goblet. He listened to the speech with respectful attention. Malachi was right; the kids deserved praise for pulling off the play despite some… setbacks, to put it politely.
Something else that deserved praise? The Ravenclaws' House Cup win. "Congratulations, Finneas," he said, turning to Schmoe with a slight smile. "Best of luck to you!" His eyes landed on Recard, and he added, "And to you too, Gabi!" Part of him was tempted to ask them about their future plans, but he decided against it. He wasn't one to pry into other people's lives. If it was something he was meant to know, surely they'd volunteer that information. For now, he turned his attention to the meal in front of him.
__________________ 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... |