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Norman had arrived before the headmaster’s speech, greeting his colleagues with a polite nod upon arrival. He sat quietly in his chair at the far end of the dais, too lost in thought for idle small talk. The start of a new term… what was this, his twelfth? Thirteenth? He’d lost track of the years. As with the start of every term, there was so much to do. Lessons to plan and new students to meet.
He watched the sorting ceremony, applauding politely for the new students. It looked like a promising bunch of new Ravenclaws this year! HIs bluish-green monetarily flicked toward the Ravenclaw table. So far, so good… no shenanigans, unless one counted a little shouting. He’d let it slide for the time being.
He blinked, jerked out of his thoughts by the headmaster’s voice. Did he say… floral shirts? Norman smiled slightly, biting back a laugh. For all he knew, the older man was probably kidding, but it sounded exactly like something his daughter would do. Normandie was always trying to get him to dress in brighter colors! It was only then that he realized he hadn’t heard the obligatory start of term riddle yet. What, no dad jokes this year?
Ah, there was the dad joke. He listened to the headmaster’s speech, unsure whether to laugh or groan at the riddle tacked on to the end. A slight smile spread across his face as he overheard one of the students answer. Hehe, good one. Not waiting to hear if that was the correct answer, he dug into the feast 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... |