Hearing that the girl hated him seriousls hurt him so turning to the girl he had a sad face with a tear in his eye. Turning to the girl he said "I am deeply sorry for breaking your hand again", making sure the again bit was lower than the rest. Then turning to the pink haired boy he continued "I was out of order, i shouldnt have kicked you". Since he hated the teachers that had "dealt" with him so much he decided to just skip them out as he began to take deep breaths.

With a shaking left hand, Lettie took the small vial and drained the contents. She blinked her eyes and some sort of cooling sensation ran the length of her body, before concentrating entirely in her right and broken hand.
Her body shivered and she could barely feel anything in her right hand anymore. "Thank you, Ma'am." She said and handed the vial back to Caroline. Her throat still hurt from all the crying.
'Yeah, right.' Leticia thought bitterly, 'Acting up for the Professors now are you? Trying to lessen your sentence?' she scowled at him and huffed, not wanting to hear it out of Ricco. Leticia didn't say anything, but an ice cold stare was good enough for now.

"Your apology is two seconds too late. Now go back to your table, like I asked you to before I make it another week." Bloody...hell!!! Marcus, had never seen anything like this before. Yeah he had put up with misbehaving kids but nothing like this.

He turned and looked at Caroline and smiled somewhat grimly. "Wouldn't happen to have any of that calming potion left would you. I still have two tables to get through and I think I might just need it." He leaned against the table and gave her a pleading look.

Having watched Lettie walk over to the Hufflepuff table and then end up following the professors to the staff table, Ott becomes concerned when he sees her holding one hand in the other.

Getting up he walks up to the staff table, and goes right to Lettie. "Lettie, are you okay? What happened?" he asks concerned for his new friend.

Ricco back to his table with his head kept low making sure not to make eye contact with any of his house mates.

Quote:

Originally Posted by milloy112

Hearing that the girl hated him seriousls hurt him so turning to the girl he had a sad face with a tear in his eye. Turning to the girl he said "I am deeply sorry for breaking your hand again", making sure the again bit was lower than the rest. Then turning to the pink haired boy he continued "I was out of order, i shouldnt have kicked you". Since he hated the teachers that had "dealt" with him so much he decided to just skip them out as he began to take deep breaths.

Cari rolled up her sleeves and - WHAT? AGAIN? she wasn't deaf or blind you know. This child had broken her hand more than once, but THIS child was the culprit both times. She said nothing but stared at Marcus and Kazimeirz in turn. A look that clearly said, Deal. With. This.

Quote:

Originally Posted by EquestrianGal88

With a shaking left hand, Lettie took the small vial and drained the contents. She blinked her eyes and some sort of cooling sensation ran the length of her body, before concentrating entirely in her right and broken hand.
Her body shivered and she could barely feel anything in her right hand anymore. "Thank you, Ma'am." She said and handed the vial back to Caroline. Her throat still hurt from all the crying.

'Yeah, right.' Leticia thought bitterly, 'Acting up for the Professors now are you? Trying to lessen your sentence?' she scowled at him and huffed, not wanting to hear it out of Ricco. Leticia didn't say anything, but an ice cold stare was good enough for now.

"Shhhh, Leticia, try and ignore... him..." It was bad to speak ill of students, even dangerous ones. Waving her wand over Leticia's hand she murmured an incantion to reveal the location of the breaks. There weren't THAT many, but there were enough.

Caroline tucked her want into her hairstyle, effetively ruining it, but that wasn't important. She Leticia's right hand in both of hers and straightened out all the fingers gently, popping the fingers into place with a crunch that was probably not pleasant for most people, but Cari found it reassuring. Without the pain potion, she shuddered to think how that would hurt. "Did you know, that of all the bones in the human body, one quarter are in the hand?" she popped and crunched.

Taking her wand back out, she swished and pointed, causing the broken bones to knit instantly. "It'll be discoloured and tender for a few days because of the bruising, but if you stop by the hospital wing after the feast, we can get you a bruise paste."

Who we is, Cari still wasn't sure, but it didn't matter.

Cari grinned wryly. "I'm sure I don't have enough for the whole school, but there are a few bottles in my bag. It's a handy thing to have," she said.

She wasn't kidding. The stories her great-grandmother had told her... Unbelievable, the things people do.

What was this?! As happy as Iliana was to see Jake, the look on his face made her doubt the feeling was mutual. Immediately saddened by the thought, Iliana felt the need to press further. Not about his hair, though it was a bit jarring to see. No, what matter to her was this look on his face. And were those tears? She HATED to see him cry. It broke her heart every time. "Fine, your brothers." She said dismissively. "But Jake, you didn't answer my question... What's WRONG? Has something happened?"

Suddenly Ricco had remembered something that had been said earlier so waling back to the mean professor he quickly said "I was told to go to that othrer professors office after the feast". Ricco wasnt one for sticking himself in but anything that postponed the detention was good enough for him.

"I broke my hand." Lettie said quietly as she wiped her face off again with her left, unbroken one. "That'll teach me to try to form friendships with people I don't get a decent start with." She sniffed and tried to settle down.
Lettie actually jumped as she heard her hand make all those unpleasant sounds...eww. "That's what I've heard, Ma'am." She said quietly and keeping her eyes focused on her hand and nothing else.

As Caroline finished, Leticia looked over her hand. It was a mix of colors now, yellow, purple, black and blue, and even a touch of red. She flexed her fingers, which still hurt a bit, but not nearly as bad as before. Even though the girl was still in some sort of shock, she said,"Thank you, Ma'am. I will stop by afterwards." Lettie said and took hold of Ott's right wrist with her left hand. Without another look to anyone in the immediate area, Lettie dragged Ott back to the Slytherin table, where it was SAFE.

"It's not for the kids." He grinned back at her a little sheepishly, "It's for me. I'm going to try the Ravenclaw table now, see if they're a little more civilised then the other two houses." Marcus tapped the table with his hand and turned on his heel right into the face of the kid he was sure he had ordered back to his table.

"I will speak to Professor Kazimeriz about that. You just report to the dungeons as soon as the feast is finished. Now go, go you are giving me a headache." Marcus shooed the kid away with his hands.

Feeling the many morsels of hatred and basic upset course through his very being, Jake pounded his fist on the dias and turned back round, pointing at the boy who has just apoogised to him. "This guy was kicking me," he stressed, before nodding over to Kazi. "And he blamed me for making myself a victim, like last year apparently. THAT'S what happened, I'm getting the blame for being bullied," he spat the words out like acid, only just stooping himself from making a cutting remark about teachers in general.

Putting his arm around her, he looks grimly at her hand, while the healer was fixing it. Having caught the comment about her going to the hospital wing after the feast he nods.

"I'm sure it will be okay, Lettie. We'll go up to the hospital wing right after the feast, as she said to do. For the bruise cream. he says gently to her.

"I guess not everyone we meet here will be friendly..." he comments upset about what had happened, as they walked away.

Quote:

Originally Posted by aussiegirl

"It's not for the kids." He grinned back at her a little sheepishly, "It's for me. I'm going to try the Ravenclaw table now, see if they're a little more civilised then the other two houses." Marcus tapped the table with his hand and turned on his heel right into the face of the kid he was sure he had ordered back to his table.

"Don't count on it," Cari replied, stepping behind him and dropping a blue phial in his hand. "I was one, and so were my sisters. You should have seen Briony as a teenager."

Quote:

Originally Posted by EquestrianGal88

Lettie actually jumped as she heard her hand make all those unpleasant sounds...eww. "That's what I've heard, Ma'am." She said quietly and keeping her eyes focused on her hand and nothing else.

As Caroline finished, Leticia looked over her hand. It was a mix of colors now, yellow, purple, black and blue, and even a touch of red. She flexed her fingers, which still hurt a bit, but not nearly as bad as before. Even though the girl was still in some sort of shock, she said,"Thank you, Ma'am. I will stop by afterwards." Lettie said and took hold of Ott's right wrist with her left hand. Without another look to anyone in the immediate area, Lettie dragged Ott back to the Slytherin table, where it was SAFE.

Caroline watched Leticia scurry off to her house table. Poor thing. They had to do something about that boy. He needed to be in detention for the rest of forseeable future. At least.

Iliana's eyes followed Jake's finger as he pointed to another Hufflepuff boy. She glared at him for a moment or two before realizing what she was doing and wiping all expression from her face. It was like last term all over again. Just a new hufflepuff causing the problems this time.

She gave him a sad smile when he mentioned Kazimeriz. She hated to think of Jake on the wrong side of that man. She knew how troublesome it could be. She wondered.... Maybe if she talked to the professor.... explained to him Jake's previous troubles where bullies were concerned. Surely he'd be understanding. Compassionate even. Ha! Who was she kidding. She'd never find the courage to approach that man. Gryffindor or not. He terrified her.

Determined not to let Jake suffer unjustly, Iliana decided she'd just have to speak to Less about her godfather. Maybe she could find a way to make him see reason. "Jake, I'm so sorry. This is not at all the way I hoped your first day back would turn out."

Shaking his head at the sheer unfairness of it all, Jake gave Professor Morgan a look that firmly expressed his dislike of the present situation. It seemed that anything he did seemed to be wrong. "He told me, last term, to go to a member of staff... I got points docked because I didn't go to a professor, and now..." Jake trailed off, shrugging his shoulders and admitting defeat. "Whatever," he sighed.

Staring out over the rest of the students again, Jake pulled his knees up and hugged them, prepared to wipe his eyes again if he needed to. This was just... unfair.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Liisa

"Good to hear." Iliana said sincerely. She was hoping to run into her sometime over the summer break but as luck may have it, it never happened. "Sure thing. I know how hard it is to find free time. But the offer stands if ever you do." She made a mental note to pay Bunbury a visit later on. Maybe when she was free from all the glaring back and forth amongst her and her best friend they might be able to have a decent conversation.

Then she looked over at Bunbury. "Annie?" She said, with pleading eyes. Eyes that said 'I know you don't like my best friend but pleeeeeeeeease!! For me?' "It could be fun."

"How was your summer?" Bunbunz had to ask the question in return, to be polite of course. She nodded about 'finding' time to go shopping...right. Maybe just with Ili but never, never with Alessia.

Anastasia rested her chin in her hand and allowed her gaze to wander across the house tables, not paying a bit of attention to anything actually going on there. She turned her head slightly when she realized Morgan was still addressing her.

"Hmm? Oh, the sleepover?" Annie's brow furrowed as her face clearly showed that she didn't approve of this little get-together. But she also didn't want to seem like a party pooper, which she most definitely wasn't, especially not when Good Stuff was around.

"Alright, ummm we could have fun...like over the Christmas break...." she shrugged. Iliana was one person she actually didn't argue with. "Why not."

Mwahahahaha actually this could be more fun than she had originally anticipated, if Less and Caroline and other torture subjects would be there.... Anastasia smirked to herself and turned back toward the front of the Great Hall again.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Zoerawrr

Even through the furious thoughts going through Jake's head, he heard a familiar female sounding voice. Turning his head slightly, Jake nodded at the professor. He wasn't about to be his smiley self. "Cheers, I suppose," he mumbled. "Used that stuff you showed me in that place," he added, before turning back and staring across the Great Hall, a scowl fixed firmly on his face.

Hmm well obviously Jake wasn't in the cheerful mood he'd showed in Primpernelle's. "That's...good to hear," Anastasia said lightly. She was having a bit of trouble not smiling at his angsty face. But ah, Iliana was taking care of the boy. Good. Anastasia didn't like children anyways and she definitely didn't like consoling them or solving whatever their little dramas were. Merlin knew she had enough drama of her own.

Quote:

Originally Posted by druidflower

Oh she did NOT have time for this nonsense. Well maybe the time, broken hands aren't mortal wounds, but she didn't have the patience. Definitely not.

"Anastasia!" Cari said sharply. "I don't have time to be conversational. I would rather focus on my patient right now. If you wish to discuss my brother's performance in your class, which I remember being quite good, you can, by all means visit me in my office but presently I have more pressing matters at hand."

Take that nonsensical intern, for example. D-r-a-m-a-m-a-m-a.

"Caroline!" the redhead mocked her in an equally sharp tone. "I hadn't realized my 'taking anger out on you' had escalated to a conversation, but at least you're making yourself useful now."

She bit her lip to keep from sniggering aloud and looked down at her plate instead, admiring her own pearly reflection. "Oh, they give the help offices now? Remind me which broom cupboard you were assigned to and I might manage to find time to stop by."

Hehehehh. Actually Annie was curious to see how Miss Avalon operated, and so as coyly as possible, she looked past her plate and watched the woman work with a Slytherin's hand. Hmmhmm, she just set the bones....just like that...right there. Not a bit squeamish, well....that was interesting.

Axe made his way back to the staff table and walked along the dais in his usual casual manner and stood right behind Annie, he placed his hands on the back of her chair and lent down. "You know the last time I seen you carry on like this was when that young blonde tried to give me her address. If I remember correctly, you cut her hair off and tried to shove it up her nose. Tsk, tsk Annie...jealousy is not a good look for you."

He straightened back up and then sat back in his seat and gave Annie a sideways glance. "I do believe they gave you an office didn't they? i wouldn't be throwing stones if I were you Annie." Axe picked up his glass and looked at it for a moment before putting it back down. It wouldn't surprise him, if she had done something to it.

Marcus turned to Caroline. "Nice job you did on that kid before. Really got a knack for this type of thing huh?" Well duh, Lawson that is probably why they hired her. He shook his head and groaned softly, "So besides having to put up with the She-Devil, are you enjoying the feast?"

This was good. Lars was not late. He did not smile as he strode up to the staff table, but he had a clearly satisfied air about him as he headed for an empty seat next to a redheaded woman who looked vaguely familiar. Yes, Lars was proud of himself. He had worried that he was going to make a bad habbit of arriving late. Clearly, however, that was not the case.

...not yet.

Clearing his throat as he paused behind the empty chair, Lars tried to get the redhead's attention. After all, he did not want to take anyone's seat. "This seat is vacant, isn't it, miss?"

Now. Why did this woman look so familiar?

What was going on?? Weird... She closed her eyes and tried to imagine herself on a beach with a nice big coconut juice....

She was going to come to the sleepover? REALLY?!? Flobberdung. She was supposed to say no! Less would have never invited her if she didn't think she would be rude... "How... wonderful... Annie..." OH YEAH, she called her Annie, cause the bunny woman called her Less.

Quote:

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

"How was your summer?" Bunbunz had to ask the question in return, to be polite of course. She nodded about 'finding' time to go shopping...right. Maybe just with Ili but never, never with Alessia.

Anastasia rested her chin in her hand and allowed her gaze to wander across the house tables, not paying a bit of attention to anything actually going on there. She turned her head slightly when she realized Morgan was still addressing her.

"Hmm? Oh, the sleepover?" Annie's brow furrowed as her face clearly showed that she didn't approve of this little get-together. But she also didn't want to seem like a party pooper, which she most definitely wasn't, especially not when Good Stuff was around.

"Alright, ummm we could have fun...like over the Christmas break...." she shrugged. Iliana was one person she actually didn't argue with. "Why not."

Mwahahahaha actually this could be more fun than she had originally anticipated, if Less and Caroline and other torture subjects would be there.... Anastasia smirked to herself and turned back toward the front of the Great Hall again.



Hmm well obviously Jake wasn't in the cheerful mood he'd showed in Primpernelle's. "That's...good to hear," Anastasia said lightly. She was having a bit of trouble not smiling at his angsty face. But ah, Iliana was taking care of the boy. Good. Anastasia didn't like children anyways and she definitely didn't like consoling them or solving whatever their little dramas were. Merlin knew she had enough drama of her own.



Take that nonsensical intern, for example. D-r-a-m-a-m-a-m-a.

"Caroline!" the redhead mocked her in an equally sharp tone. "I hadn't realized my 'taking anger out on you' had escalated to a conversation, but at least you're making yourself useful now."

She bit her lip to keep from sniggering aloud and looked down at her plate instead, admiring her own pearly reflection. "Oh, they give the help offices now? Remind me which broom cupboard you were assigned to and I might manage to find time to stop by."

Hehehehh. Actually Annie was curious to see how Miss Avalon operated, and so as coyly as possible, she looked past her plate and watched the woman work with a Slytherin's hand. Hmmhmm, she just set the bones....just like that...right there. Not a bit squeamish, well....that was interesting.

Oh honestly! Anastasia Bunbury was the exact kind of mean little girl Caroline had hated in school. Redheads, she remembered, were particularly vile creatures.

She marched back up onto the dias and sat down with her back straight, her shoulders back, and her chin in the air. "Don't trouble yourself, if my cramped little office is a problem for you, then I'm sure you'll find some other opportunity to find fault with me and my family." For no good reason...

Quote:

Originally Posted by aussiegirl

Axe made his way back to the staff table and walked along the dais in his usual casual manner and stood right behind Annie, he placed his hands on the back of her chair and lent down. "You know the last time I seen you carry on like this was when that young blonde tried to give me her address. If I remember correctly, you cut her hair off and tried to shove it up her nose. Tsk, tsk Annie...jealousy is not a good look for you."

He straightened back up and then sat back in his seat and gave Annie a sideways glance. "I do believe they gave you an office didn't they? i wouldn't be throwing stones if I were you Annie." Axe picked up his glass and looked at it for a moment before putting it back down. It wouldn't surprise him, if she had done something to it.

Marcus turned to Caroline. "Nice job you did on that kid before. Really got a knack for this type of thing huh?" Well duh, Lawson that is probably why they hired her. He shook his head and groaned softly, "So besides having to put up with the She-Devil, are you enjoying the feast?"

Upon Marcus' return, evil a social inept like Cari could tell that they were not unfamiliar with each other. Must not pry. Must not pry. But it pleased her slightly to know that however they knew each other, Marcus didn't seem to like Anastasia Bunbury very much either. After all, aside from undeniable beauty spoiled by a terrible personality, what was there to like?

That evil, treacherous blush spread across her cheeks and nose again. She shook her head. Even more of her hairstyle fell out. Great Look Caroline... "Broken bones aren't all that hard, hands are just tricky for the sheer amount of bones involved. There are much harder injuries to treat." Splinching, certain Creature bites, those were harder. And Spell Damage and Poisoning were maybe the hardest with all the effects one had to deal with.

"How was Ravenclaw Table?" she asked, keen to change the subject.

Quote:

Originally Posted by aussiegirl

Axe made his way back to the staff table and walked along the dais in his usual casual manner and stood right behind Annie, he placed his hands on the back of her chair and lent down. "You know the last time I seen you carry on like this was when that young blonde tried to give me her address. If I remember correctly, you cut her hair off and tried to shove it up her nose. Tsk, tsk Annie...jealousy is not a good look for you."

He straightened back up and then sat back in his seat and gave Annie a sideways glance. "I do believe they gave you an office didn't they? i wouldn't be throwing stones if I were you Annie." Axe picked up his glass and looked at it for a moment before putting it back down. It wouldn't surprise him, if she had done something to it.

Marcus turned to Caroline. "Nice job you did on that kid before. Really got a knack for this type of thing huh?" Well duh, Lawson that is probably why they hired her. He shook his head and groaned softly, "So besides having to put up with the She-Devil, are you enjoying the feast?"

Oh wonderful, absolutely wonderful. Marcus had returned.

"Your memory never ceases to surprise me, Axe," Annie grinned evilly back at him. "I won't even bother denying that...but my my, you do seem to have a memory for what looks good on me and what doesn't."

She settled back into her chair and crossed her arms, choosing not to comment on the office thing. Bunbunz was going to be paying Lawson's office a visit very soon, of this she was certain. The Healer, however, she could care less.

Quote:

Originally Posted by SeerCassandraTrelawney

What was going on?? Weird... She closed her eyes and tried to imagine herself on a beach with a nice big coconut juice....

She was going to come to the sleepover? REALLY?!? Flobberdung. She was supposed to say no! Less would have never invited her if she didn't think she would be rude... "How... wonderful... Annie..." OH YEAH, she called her Annie, cause the bunny woman called her Less.

Speaking of Less...."Isn't it?" Annie smirked broadly down the table. "I'm just so looking forward to getting to know you better, dear. And perhaps I can share some of my makeup tips with you...." HAHAHAHAHA. Haaaaa. Merlin knew she needed them - even Sergio wouldn't be able to help her.

Quote:

Originally Posted by druidflower

Oh honestly! Anastasia Bunbury was the exact kind of mean little girl Caroline had hated in school. Redheads, she remembered, were particularly vile creatures.

She marched back up onto the dias and sat down with her back straight, her shoulders back, and her chin in the air. "Don't trouble yourself, if my cramped little office is a problem for you, then I'm sure you'll find some other opportunity to find fault with me and my family." For no good reason...

"You can bet your last galleon I will," Anastasia muttered under her breath, not bothering to make eye contact with the Healer. She took a deep sip of her goblet and then blinked when a vaguely familiar voice addressed her.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Waddles

This was good. Lars was not late. He did not smile as he strode up to the staff table, but he had a clearly satisfied air about him as he headed for an empty seat next to a redheaded woman who looked vaguely familiar. Yes, Lars was proud of himself. He had worried that he was going to make a bad habbit of arriving late. Clearly, however, that was not the case.

...not yet.

Clearing his throat as he paused behind the empty chair, Lars tried to get the redhead's attention. After all, he did not want to take anyone's seat. "This seat is vacant, isn't it, miss?"

Now. Why did this woman look so familiar?

Anastasia carefully set her water goblet down on the table and looked up...up into the handsome, familiar face of The Man Who Never Got His Gillywater.

"It most certainly is....please, have a seat, Mr..." oh snap, now what was his name? Not Anti-Shopper....she smiled as she got it at last. "Mr. Lars."

Lars blinked. He definitely knew this woman. As his brain struggled to remember where he had seen her, Lars lowered himself onto the seat and poured himself some water. Perhaps it would be best if he asked the woman's name and hoped that triggered some spark of recognition? No, that would not do.

But she called him Mr. Lars. She knew his name. He rarely introduced himself as Lars, though... "Ohhh!" If there had been a lightbulb over Lars's head, it would have been flashing bright yellow. "You're that woman from the Leaky Cauldron."

What a smooth statement of the obvious.

Ah good, he was sitting down at least. Too bad Annie didn't have a gillywater now...or a nice, tall glass of Good Stuff. Mmm, she was missing the pub just thinking about it.

"Yes, I am," she smiled slightly to herself. "You're the man who hates shopping...and apparently you're also a professor." Interesting, why hadn't she noticed him at the staff meeting? Was she really that busy ogling someone else?

No, that was just preposterous. "I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier," Annie added as an afterthought. "Anastasia Bunbury, Herbology." Now hopefully that would prompt him to say which subject he was teaching, since Mr. Lars seemed to be such a puzzle all the time...

Forrester turned to Less, shocked. "...err....Hello Professor Lupa" he told her, apparently, they were to be very professional and proper. He could do that. Yep. Easily done. Of course it was.


Forrester then turned to another girl, whose robes indicated she was working in the Hospital wing, had Merry left already? Not that he could blame her, of course. "Hello, ....Miss? " he left the question hanging there as yet another round of babble started. Oh dear. Why was he always in the middle of these things?

Marcus instinctively reached out and caught the few loose curls that had fallen down. He immediately froze however when he realised what he was doing. Oh. Crap. Students. Professors. All. Watching. He cleared his throat and dropped his hand back onto the table. "Yes, well I suppose to someone who has been trained in this area would find it easy." Of course he could repair broken bones too but as for the rest of it, he was at a loss.

"Well they're at least well behaved. No trouble on that table what so ever." Actually they were kind of a little boring but maybe they thought he was some kind of points taking, detention giving nasty Professor.



Axe closed his eyes briefly for a moment as he heard that aggravating voice in his ear again. He turned to face her once again and smirked. "Yes that is true and the best look ever was when you were wearing that paper bag on your head. Honestly woman, you should think about going back to that."

He would have to remember to purchase some flesh eating plant of some sort and have it delivered it to her personally. Axe moved around on the seat as though he was trying to get comfortable but in actual fact he was thinking of the tattoo on his behind with her name on it.