Fallon walked up to the staff table to say goodbye to Lawson. She really didn't want to, but she knew it would be best if she did. When she reached there, he watched as he made a goblet of water hit the Destiny girl in the face. It was kind of funny and Fallon tried to control her giggles. It didn't work. She finally was able to control herself and turned to Lawson. "Hey Professor Lawson." Yeah, she hadn't really thought about what she was going to say.

Teehee!

She looked like a drowned kneazle.

And that would be the second time that he had managed to cover Destiny in some sort of liquid. The whole can of soda last year at the slumber party had been funnier though. But this was still funny.

Marcus placed his elbows onto the table and gave the Slytherin a very sweet smile and fluttered his eyelashes at her.

"Do you even know how to produce ropes from your wand Miss Shephard?" He seriously doubted it.

And yes he was just daring her to try it.


Turning away from the crazy girl but managing to still watch her from out of the corner of his eye because she was bound to do something to him, Marcus smiled when he saw Fallon.

"Hey there Fallon. Looking forward to your summer vacation?"

Dude, he was really going to miss these kids.

Fallon smiled up at Lawson. She just realized he was the only professor that she'd talked to outside of the classroom. Next year was going to be so weird for her.

"Yep. My dad just moved into a new house with lots of land around it." Which meant Quidditch practice and bonfires. It was going to be a fun summer. "Are you looking forward to your summer?"

She wasn't going to mention him leaving just yet. Nope.

She turned to Marcus Lawson. She smiled and gave him a polite nod.

"That's Quite Enough Miss Shepard! He is still Professor Lawson to you, no matter if he teaches here or not. I suggest you watch what you say while you are in my presence or anyone elses." She said placing her wand on the table, her hand over it. "Do I make myself clear, or should. I. Amplify it?"

Squeezing Marcus hand to keep from giggling, Iliana's eyes went to Lafay's. She gave the woman a quick smirk, that said, 'You tell her' before taking another sip from her water glass.

What in the name of Merlin's eggs was Lawson doing?

Destiny took a step back from the dais as he started doing that freaky thing with his eyes. If it wasn't for the smile plastered on his face, she would have swore he was being possessed by some kind of demon thing. But..can someone who was evil already be possessed again? She'd have to ask Truebridge about that seeing how he taught DADA and all. He'd know about demons.

Scoffing at the fact that she was STILL wet and hearing the question about producing ropes, she moved her hand to her pocket where she kept her wand. She should probably buy a holster this summer..eh. "I can too produce ropes. Did you forget that you taught that to me, in my first year?" He probably did forget..old age and all.

"Do you want me to.."

"..show you?"

Merlin's cold spaghetti!

Slowly she turned to Professor Lafay as she started scaring talking to her. Or was she yelling? It didn't matter what she was doing, the woman now had her wand out! If the staff table wasn't so high, the very scared little girl Destiny would have climbed over it and cradled herself on the Lawsonator's lap.

She was going to be lit on fire..again.

Taking a step away from the table so it would be easier to stop, drop and roll when the time came, she shook her head. "Amplifying is not necessary, Professor. You made yourself crystal clear." She gave a quick thumbs up before looking back at Lawson with a 'help me' expression.

He would help her..right!?

"Really? That sounds pretty awesome. I think that Mrs Lawson and I might look into finding a house that has lots of land as well." It had never been something he had considered before but now with Ava and he was sure there would be more little Lawson's to follow then it would probably be a good idea.

Marcus gave the Slytherin a smile, "I certainly am looking forward to a break. Thinking of heading abroad with the family." Not sure why he actually said that because he hadn't been thinking about it at all but now that he had said it, it seemed like a good idea.

Marcus returned Hecate's nod and then his mouth dropped open when she started in on Destiny.

Oh dear!

Now he knew why the students were so scared of her. "Err..."

What does one say to that?

Glancing at his wife he had to bite on his lip to keep from laughing, "Don't encourage her" he muttered under his breath.

Just as he was opening his mouth to dare Destiny to do it, Marcus watched with amazement as the girl backed down quick smart. He couldn't help but let a little smirk cross his features. Perhaps he should have gotten lessons from Hecate on how to tame the naughty children.

And then Destiny gave him that look and Marcus just couldn't resist her, with a deep sigh he lent over to his wife and spoke in a low tone, "You can kill me for this later."

He let go of her hand and turned towards Hecate. Marcus reached out with his hands and took hold of her face and pulled her forward, smacking a nice BIG kiss on her lips.

Without saying a word he let go of the Potions Mistress and turned back to Destiny, "Now what was it you were saying about the ropes?"

Right.

Sappy moments. Constantine was starting to feel sick to his stomach from all the talk of people leaving and students whining and what not. And, nobody seemed to want to speak to him, sooo...

Putting down his fork and knife, Constantine got up from the staff table and headed towards the Hufflepuff table.

"Good." She said and took a sigh. Why was it, students thought they could talk back to the professors?

She turned from the girl to Marcus... What was he apologizing to his wife for? She thought but soon her eyes went wide and both her eyebrows shot up as her lips were being pressed upon by the Muggles Studies Professor... Her mind went blank.

Soon as he pulled away, she covered her mouth with her hand and forgot the student completely.

Zane saw Mr. Masterson get up right as Zane reached the hall. He made his way over to him, slowly but surely. "Mr. Masterson, I just wanted to thank you for helping me at the lake when I needed it." he said smiling.

"Behave, children," Tate rolled his eyes at the antics of his staff. The Lawsons and Lafay were in a mad dash to be the most disruptive element, neatly displacing Zan and all the hugging that was going on.

"Ili. How's that kid of yours doing?" Tate was absolutely certain there was no better way to sidetrack a new mother, and he needed to keep this from becoming some sort of natural disaster.

Oh.

My.

Merlin.

What just happened was actually WORSE than being lit on fire. If Destiny had to choose, she would have chose the fire, that's for sure. At least she could get rid of the flames, but the vision of The Lawsonator and Crazy Lafay kissing was embedded in her head and she didn't think she'd ever be able to erase it. It was going to give her nightmares for the rest of her life.

She was going to need therapy.

With wide eyes, she looked between the kissing Professor's. What was she suppose to say or do after that!? "Umm.." Speechless. Destiny was speechless. "Umm.." She might have looked like a fish, with her opening and closing her mouth so much. It didn't help that she was still wet either. Finally deciding what to do, she found her voice, "I'm gonna go.." throw up..arrange Lawson's funeral..gouge my eyeballs out with spoons, "..finish my homework."

Turning away from the staff table, Destiny ran to the Slytherin table. That would be the last time she visits the Professor's at the feast.

Not really understanding what Marcus was muttering, Iliana eyed him curiously for a moment, still sipping at her water. Kill him? Pssh!! Why?

Then his lips were pressed against Lafay's, smacking sounds and all. Unable to help herself, Ili laughed, spitting water along side her husband's robes. She quickly grabbed her handkerchief, dabbing at her mouth and then his shoulder. "Sorry," she said, still smiling.

She looked at him apologetically. "Feel better?" she asked, trying not to laugh again. Oh she wouldn't kill him for that. But she'd be served breakfast in bed for the next week.

Hearing her name, Ili pushed herself closer to Tate, giving him a proud smile. "Oh Ava? She's doing wonderful, Headmaster," she replied. "She's just starting pulling up this week. I have a feeling she'll be walking in no time." She gave the man a nod of her head, hopefully conveying that she wasn't AT ALL a jealous wife. Marcus was just... well... Marcus.

Watching Hecate's reaction from out of the corner of his eyes, Marcus couldn't help but grin.

It worked!

Bwhaha.

That had to be the first time that he had seen Destiny Shepard at a loss for words. It was rather amusing to see her stutter over her words and then run off to the Slytherin table.

She was going to have to thank him later for doing that.

Maybe he should have tried that earlier with Hecate and then she wouldn't be so mean to the students.

But then again...

...maybe not.

"Sorry about that boss."

Ooops maybe Tate should give the Potions mistress a kiss too. Might make him feel better.

Or you know...not!

This is why he was married to the best woman in the world. Iliana Lawson was truly one of a kind.

He lent over with a smile on his face and gave her a wink before planting a kiss on her. "I do now" he replied with a small chuckle.

And he'd thought the hugging was bad.

Deciding that there was going to be no good time to choose a seat at the staff table, Preston made his way up onto the dias, selecting a seat as far as possible from shenanigans.

Reprehensible," he muttered under his breath as he shook his head, finally taking a seat.

Well he OBVIOUSLY wasn't talking to her... She was older than he was. It was all the kids attaching themselves to the DADA professor... or... Shepard... right.

"Right... Yes-Wait. What?" Homework? At the closing term feast? That child was off...

She wiped the water the woman spurt off her face with her napkin. "It's. No. Problem." She said through gritted teeth... She couldn't be mad at the woman. Her husband had just... kissed her, after all.

She shuddered... The man was incorrigible. She wanted to tell his wife to keep in on a leash... but she thought better of it. Maybe Sage wouldn't have seen it... maybe... maybe if she didn't call attention to it... "Marcus... I hope you leave your forwarding address with us... so we may keep in contact." and I can get back at you for this! she thought.

Um ... What!? Josephina had just been thinking how she wished she'd gotten to know some of her colleagues better, but instantly took that back. Since apparently getting to know your colleagues nowadays involved close physical contact and other reprehensible actions.

Ew.


As the Transfiguration professor muttered ever so rightly under his breath. "Couldn't agree with you more, Sir." she nodded at him, through a forced smile. Because truly, she wanted to vomit in her mouth.

Oh noes. So it WAS true. Crap! For once she had hoped that her suspicions weren't proven correct. "Sucks." Nancy muttered, her eyes fixated on Truebridge. "Did he say why?" Hogwarts was going to miss him. He had been a great teacher. Sigh. And if what she'd heard was true then the Lawsons were leaving too...

Talking of which. O___o Had Lawson just totally spilled water onto Destiny ON PURPOSE?! Well, that was just...but she wasn't going to say anything. Destiny could fight her own battles. Heck yes! Besides, this was her last day here so she wasn't going to end it throwing pie into a professor - or ex-professor? - 's face. Though, it would be-



-GROSS! Err...not what she had wanted to say at first but...WTF?! Had Lawson just KISSED Lafay?! Why?! Was this an image she wanted to take home as a memory of Hogwarts?! Heck no! Though...somehow it was...amusing. 'cause judging by the look on he-Lawson's face this certainly had not come from any hidden romantic feelings for their Head of House. Hopefully.

"Did you SEE that?!" Nancy muttered into Raiden's direction, still staring at he-Lawson, before quickly glancing at she-Lawson who was obviously also quite amused by her husband's behavior. Was that on their everyday agenda? Kissing other people for fun...or for the sake of startling them. Which definitely had worked with Lafay. Definitely.

Turning back towards the very lovely Potions mistress, Marcus pulled out a piece of parchment and scribbled down his address. "Oh please do Professor Lafay" he said holding out the parchment. "Don't be a stranger."

Hehe, she would last five minutes at his house, what with Ava there and all.

Still leaning towards Hecate, Marcus couldn't help but notice the looks on his fellow colleagues. He of course mistook the green look on their faces for jealousy.

And why not?

Marcus Lawson always got to kiss the pretty girls.

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Oh noes. So it WAS true. Crap! For once she had hoped that her suspicions weren't proven correct. "Sucks." Nancy muttered, her eyes fixated on Truebridge. "Did he say why?" Hogwarts was going to miss him. He had been a great teacher. Sigh. And if what she'd heard was true then the Lawsons were leaving too...

Talking of which. O___o Had Lawson just totally spilled water onto Destiny ON PURPOSE?! Well, that was just...but she wasn't going to say anything. Destiny could fight her own battles. Heck yes! Besides, this was her last day here so she wasn't going to end it throwing pie into a professor - or ex-professor? - 's face. Though, it would be-

-GROSS! Err...not what she had wanted to say at first but...WTF?! Had Lawson just KISSED Lafay?! Why?! Was this an image she wanted to take home as a memory of Hogwarts?! Heck no! Though...somehow it was...amusing. 'cause judging by the look on he-Lawson's face this certainly had not come from any hidden romantic feelings for their Head of House. Hopefully.

"Did you SEE that?!" Nancy muttered into Raiden's direction, still staring at he-Lawson, before quickly glancing at she-Lawson who was obviously also quite amused by her husband's behavior. Was that on their everyday agenda? Kissing other people for fun...or for the sake of startling them. Which definitely had worked with Lafay. Definitely.

"Not to me, yet. I heard him say Egypt, though." Breathing out a slight sigh, Raiden looked at Nancy, the expression on his face obviously one of mixed feelings. On one hand, this was upsetting, and rightfully so. This was his favourite professor. On the other hand... Raiden really couldn't blame him. So he was trying to be an adult and not let his childish urges overwhelm him.

Unfortunately, he was not a man of epic self control. Or maybe he was, because his automatic need to vomit at the next sight managed to not fulfil itself.

"Ew." The look on his face was not one that could be easily mistaken for anything else. Nose wrinkled, body leaning slightly back as if the kiss between Lawson and Lafay were actually a physical thing capable of being spewed out and touching him, Raiden observed the pair. Then his eyes flicked elsewhere, because that was just disgusting and he'd already seen enough terrible things in his short lifetime. "Just... ew."

Why would Lawson do that to his poor lips. That was just cruel and unusual self-inflicted punishment.

Fallon smiled and nodded at Lawson. "Definately." She was going to miss talking to Lawson and thinking about it just made it hard for her to find what to say.

Fallon grinned as he said something about going abroad. "That sounds like a lot of fun. And very relaxing." She knew being a Professor at Hogwarts had to take it's toll on you. Some of the students were just crazy.

She was going to say something when Lawson kissed Lafay! Fallon didn't know what to say. She kind of stood there in shock and just watched what was going on. She wasn't going to get in the middle of this.

Egypt?! He was leaving Hogwarts to go to Egypt? Along with Bunbunz? Maybe? Her red hair would be VERY popular there...almost as much as they had been among certain Hogwarts-boys. "Sucks." Nancy repeated with yet another sigh as she met Raiden's eyes for a moment before looking back at the man in question. "He was one of the best professors." Along with Shackleton.

"Yeah, EW is a good way to describe it." Probably also the only. Who would want to kiss Lafay like that? That was way too dangerous. "He's lucky she didn't set him on fire." Nancy uttered, frowning slightly at the pair. And what came across as a joke could very well be reality. And Raiden knew that only too well.

"'tis so sad to see all those people leaving." She stated with her head slightly cocked to the side. Yes, technically she was one of 'those people leaving' but then again, she wasn't talking about herself right now...no, that was too depressing. She was talking about all the OTHER people.

Arya was late to the feast. She was late last term as well, and she told herself that she would be on time this term, but a certain kneazle of her's wasn't ready to leave. So after packing she has spent the last few hours searching for Perseus. Now that she had found him and put him in his cage so she wouldn't have to find him again, she sauntered into the Great Hall for the last time as a preteen.

The young puff was in a particuarly good mood as she walked past the four house tables. Sure she was leaving behind all her friends and professors for the summer, but she had made it all term without any midnight duels or being cursed, and that was definitely something to smile about.

Hopping onto the staff dias, she waved at all the Hogwarts staff as she made her way over to her favorite professor. Surely she couldn't leave without saying goodbye to her. Grinning at the woman, she greeted her with the usual big hug. "Hey, Lady Lawson!" She peeked over to the muggle studies professor. "Haiii, Sir Lawson!" He would have to come to her if he wanted his hug, cause she had no plans of standing too close to Lafay.

The end of term feast saddness was starting to sink in, she was gonna miss Lady Lawson. Both the Lawsons and all the other professors that had grown on her over the past term. "I'm gonna miss you, Lady Lawson." She said softly as she gave the woman another hug. You can never give too many hugs.

Tate was tired of the drama and the squabling. Much as he wished the seventh years well and knew he'd miss them (some... of them), he was just READY for the term to end and for everyone to go home and RELAX. People were wound tight and doing bizarre and inappropriate things.

He stood abruptly. "Welcome, once again, to our end of term feast. I hope that you all enter this hall with memories from this past term, whether from the job fair, your classes, our alumni ball, or any of the many events put on in your individual houses. Today is bittersweet, because we know that SOME will not be returning next term... they will be moving on to better things. But it is a happy beginning for them, and we all know that in a few short months, we begin again. If you were a success this term, you cannot rest on your laurels. And if you struggled in some way, fall is a fresh start. Go home, enjoy your time off, and come back ready to learn and grow. And now... finish your dinners. The train will depart shortly."

Max applauded Tate's speech while chewing a mouthful of Shepherd's pie. His objective at the feast was to be seen and to say very little so that he could actually eat his meal (too often, he had to sneak into the kitchens and fix a snack because he never got around to eating).

He swallowed and turned to the Headmaster who was seated to his left. "Nice and to the point, Tate. Well done!"