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Anna Banana 
Anna rocked back and forth on her heels as she awaited the professor's appearance. Speaking with professors could sometimes be tough on a teenager. Professors were older...sometimes scarier...and could dock house points or cause you to fail an entire year. Anna knew she was overreacting, though. Professor Morgan had always been nothing but nice and kind to all the students. She'd only ever known the lady to discipline under very extreme circumstances. That had been the very reason, afterall, that Anna had decided to come to Professor Morgan with all the questions she had flying around in that head of her's. Professor Morgan would be understanding. She'd smile and maybe offer Anna some cocoa or some other type of tasty drink. She'd---
Just then, the door swung open, and Anna was face-to-face with none other than the very same professor she'd been thinking about. She smiled warmly when she was invited in, and nodded as she walked through the doors of the little hut. Had she ever visited Professor Morgan before? Actually, no, come to think of it, she hadn't. Maybe she should make the rounds sometime this school year and visit all her professors. That'd be the polite thing to do, since she'd no longer be here after graduation in the spring. When she was through the door, Anna turned and finally greeted the professor. "Hello to you, too, Professor Morgan. My summer was well. Thank you for asking," she said, adopting a formal tone just as she did with all her teachers. "I hope your's was well, too." She stood while waiting to be asked to sit down. Her mother and father had always instructed her to never take it upon herself to simply sit down in the presence of adults. No, she'd either stand and talk or wait to be seated.
"Good to hear." She said. "OH!... and it seems congratulations are in order. Being appointed Head Girl is quite an accomplishment, Anna." She beamed at her. Iliana couldn't have been happier with the Headmaster's decision.
"My summer was wonderful, though very busy. It's so good to have you all back here." She admitted. A quiet Hogwarts was nothing to write home about, that much was for sure.
"I have some tea and pumpkin juice over by the fireplace. Help yourself and get comfortable. I'll be just a moment with Miss Jaimeson’s owl."
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Mugglemad She pulled Merlin out of her inside pocket of her robes, "this is Merlin professor, I send a letter to my parents and she come back like this."
"Well THERE she is!" Professor Morgan said, like she was playing a game of peek-a-boo with the owl. Taking the bird gently into her hands, she made her way over towards her desk. Always the nosy fellow, Vincent peeked around trying to get a good look. "You mind your business mister." She teased, before beginning the examination.
Right away she could see what was wrong. "Merlin seems to have broken off a talon. I'm sure that's the cause of her limping. Don't worry; it's easy enough to fix." She assured her, pulling out her wand and pointing it directly at the aforementioned talon. As she said the incantation, "Ferula" the tiniest of bandages wrapped itself around the little owl's toe.
"There. That should help." She said, handing the owl back to Victoria with a smile. "She should be good as new in the next few weeks. You can use a house owl until then."
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Suzypants "WOAH!" Simone exclaimed, as she practically yanked her hand off pulling her though the door. She noticed a few people in there, one of which was the older girl she had met on the train. She smiled, blushed a bit and waved. "Au- Professor Morgan," she paused, catching herself; this was going to be hard! "Um. I already know Anna, we met on the train."
Simone smiled, and waved to Anna.
Iliana smiled openly at Anna upon hearing the news. She was just the type of person to befriend a new student. "Well, you're off to a good start then." She said, giving Anna a playful wink. "And over there in my chair, that's Jake. Well... umm.. Jacob Upstead, I mean." She paused then, giving Simone that he's-the-one-I-was-telling-you-about-look. "He's in Hufflepuff, too. Just like you!" She announced.
Walking over towards him, Iliana pushed the cookie tin towards Simone. "I made your favorite!"