 Phone post *sorry for typos/lack of highlighted mentions* Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll
Norman would have arrived at the feast sooner, had it not been for a particularly ill-timed floo call from his daughter. Honestly, Normandie would talk his ear off if she let him! Just like her mother… He chuckled softly to himself at the memory, absentmindedly fidgeting with his wedding ring.
Trying to be as inconspicuous as possible, he took his seat at the far end of the table just in time to hear the headmaster mention jams and marmalade. ”Good evening, all,” he greeted his colleagues with a polite nod to each person in turn. Turning toward the headmaster, he said, ”That's quite generous of you, Wilber. I take it you had an enjoyable holiday?”
He settled back into his seat, his bluish-green eyes scanning the house tables. So far the only sign of shenanigans he saw was a certain student who didn't belong at the Ravenclaw table. He shot a look in that direction, as if to say he wasn't blind to the situation, but he'd give Walles time to return to her own house table.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that his neighbor [Jeorge] appeared to be lost in thought. Rather than disturb said thoughts by talking, he spoke to the new herbology professor instead. ”Enjoying your first official day so far?” he asked.
__________________ 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... |