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For those who belong in Slytherin House, on the right side of the Great Hall is where your table awaits. Green banners containing an embroidered silver snake float above the polished table in honour of the cunning Salazar Slytherin. Already placed on the tables are silver plates with accompanying cutlery and goblets. All that is missing right now are the mountains of food and pitchers containing your favourite beverages.
Though your stomach might be growling as you take a seat on one of the long benches next to the table, it is important to not get hangry -- gnawing your arm away or jabbing your fork repeatedly on the surface of the table will do no good whatsoever. Give everyone some time to get settled in and wait for Headmaster Winterbottom to deliver his speech. Keep yourself preoccupied by catching up with your fellow housemates or those who are visiting from the other tables until it is time to sink your teeth into the hearty and delicious meal prepared by the house-elves.
~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Ary was sort of confused that it was already his fourth year. Next year would be his fifth and that meant OWLs. His sister’s own results inspired him. Dy had achieved one Acceptable, five Exceeds Expectations and six Outstandings. He knew quite well that her girlfriend had helped her with her studies but hey, Ravenclaws were great to have around during exam times. Maybe he should ask Athena for help when the time came…
Abandoning that train of thoughts for now, Aryan flopped himself down on the bench somewhere in the middle of the table. Now that his eventful summer was over, he was quite ready to get back into the swing of Hogwarts life, and with a new goal in mind, he aimed to speak to Professor Khanna quite soon about it. Excited about the prospect of a wonderful academic year ahead, Ary dove into his pocket to retrieve some paperclips. It had been a few weeks since his last creation. Whoops?
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The near fifteen year-old Jan walked in with the other students that rode via carriage to the castle. He hugged his little (for not much longer) brother Idris and waved him off and he went to join... Hufflepuff? Oh, cause of Paul. Shrugging, Jan then went to find Drake and Ary who were likely already in the Great Hall by now.
Once inside the Great Hall, he walked on over to the table of snakes and joined right next to Ary. "Hey Ary, how are you?" He watched as he began taking out something from his pocket. "Thanks again for having me over this summer. We had a lot of fun, didn't we? Especially after my U-17 games were finished." Joining the team added more to his plate, but in a good way and he felt so happy having his friend support him through it. His eyes looked at the staff table, seeing his godfather already busy with reading. "Say, do you think your parents would be willing to spend the holiday with mine?" He just loved the big family gatherings and couldn't help thinking ahead.
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Hello, Hogwarts! Bryony Rose Paton was back and more than ready to take on her fourth year. Unlike previous terms this blonde was in high spirits and all smiles despite being the last of the Paton kiddos and any biological cousins. It was all okay though, she still had her mama here with her and Aryan and lots and lots of others. She had a ton of things on her plate for this year to keep her busy.. plus a thing or two more she was hoping to add if it were possible. All she needed was for things to go her way... After she spoke with a few professors and most likely the Headmaster too.
Those chats would have to wait for another day cause right now, this blonde who actually grew a bit over the summer! was waving at several people sat at other tables as she made her way towards her own. Spotting Ary already sat with a familiar face (Jansher), Bry made a beeline for the empty spot at the boyfriends other side. "Hey, whatcha going to work on this time?" she asked, slipping down beside him and lightly bumping her shoulder against his since she couldn't claim one of his hands right now. "Hiya!" A wiggle finger wave was directed at Jansher.
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The absolute swagger that Solomon exploded with as he walked through the great hall was just a ridiculous sight. Arm draped over his girl Sage still, they headed for their house table, everything still going swimmingly between them despite the interruption at the end of their train ride. Solomon wasn’t sure what to think about Anna walking in on him and Sage getting cosy. Aurora, too, Solomon had noticed in the background - he seemed to be more worried about what she would think about it, for some reason. It could be to do with their heart to heart last term that involved some difficult admissions on his behalf. Things he still thought about most days, that still mattered, despite his attitude right now. He felt bad for not keeping his best friends in the loop of this developing relationship between himself and Sage, but he hoped they’d be okay and happy for him.
Eyes lingering on her house table that he saw her perched at, Solly raised his free arm into a still wave towards her and a half smile. They didn’t even stop to say hello before. Solomon thought it was weird, and he’d be lying if he said it hadn’t bothered him. His arm dropped a little hastily the more he dwelled on it, and he tore his eyes away to focus on Sage and whatever they’d be doing for the rest of the day.
“Shall I compare thee to…” he paused and tapped his chin. “… the dark and dreary depths of the dungeons?”
Silly, unfunny sonnet jokes being made.
Solomon did his usual thing of ignoring everyone else at the Slytherin house table as he seated himself, making plenty of room for Sage beside him.
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It was ridiculous because he was ridiculous and it therefore made her feel ridiculous for finding it so endearing. Endearing and a tiny bit of an ego boost because it was her, this, that was causing him to act more ridiculous than usual and strut like he was so wrock star. Just, well, if he started wearing sunglasses indoors then there would be some issue and he would have crossed the threshold from endearing ridiculousness to embarrassing ridiculousness. Her stride was no different aside from an arm around his back because she felt ridiculous walking with her arms by her side and her eyes ahead at the staff table taking a mental rollcall to make sure her favorites and essentials were still present and accounted for. They were, mostly, but she couldn't help but groan at having yet another new Herbology professor. She missed Professor Tapio if for no other reason than she had built up a repertoire with him that had last a while before being thrust into starting over in her later years at this school. At least this would be the last of that and then it was...well...she hadn't entirely sorted that out yet really between two branches on her personal tree of ambitions but she had time to sort that all out. Months was a lot of time, right?
Annoyance at faculty changes was more of a minor inconvenience when compared to the irritation she had felt at the interruption on the train, though she supposed those two girls had better timing doing so before rather than during but...ugh, whatever. The almost of things left her thoughts lingering and, dare she admit to it, yearning a little. Hopefully the headmaster's speech would be short and then they ate somewhat quickly. Following his gaze over to the Ravenclaw table where both girls from the train were not seated (though she could have sworn they were not from the same house...not that she had ever really paid either of them too much attention until the interruption) and slowed her stride a bit while her bloke Solomon waved. "Your close friends, right?" she noted with a nod towards them as she attempted to speak in the least judgemental manner possible. "Are they always so...peculiar?"
Her own gaze lingered on the two girls for another moment or two before settling in beside Solomon. Her mood quite pleasant, she even offered a sort of smile at the menagerie of younger housemates. It reminded her she needed to promote herself to a couple of the professors as a tutor for their subjects - tutoring not only helped her review for her own examinations but it looked good on applications. More things to add to her pragmatic to-do list.
Rolling her eyes at his butchering of the classics but laughing nonetheless, Sage reached up for that hand tapping his chin like some pseudo philosopher and laced her fingers with it instead. "You could, but I would not recommend doing so," she hummed while resting her other elbow on the table and holding her head up with that hand and turned to watch him with an entirely too amused expression. "Unless you like dark and dreary dungeons in which case...we need to get you out of the castle more to touch some grass."
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He hadn’t noticed Sage following his Ravenclaw table stare down, to which Anna had now joined. “Uhh,” he started in answer to her question, “they’re my best friends.” Although you’d never know that right now given how weird they were being. Solomon laughed at her next question. Were they always this peculiar?
Yes. Yes they were.
“Nah. They’re cool. Probably just jealous that I was snuggling up with you rather than them.” It was a SNIDE comment by his usual standards. One he’d never usually make, nor repeat anywhere them. Solomon glanced back over and extended his small smile to Anna before becoming distracted with another house table - dreaded Gryffindor. His stare fell upon a particular student for a mere moment before returning his attention to where he was. It really hadn’t bothered him like he thought it would so he wasn’t going to dwell on it.
Summer had really felt like such a long break away from these people. It had felt like it had been an important step in his moving on, and he was grateful for it.
Solomon grinned widely at her reach for his hand once again. “I’m a big fan of a dreary dungeon. Plenty of space to brood.” He was pretending to joke, but in actual fact it was true, the dungeons were great to skulk around in misery within. Sinking within the shadows, and all that. “We can venture out of them for our next date, though.” He looked to her with endearing eyes. It would be most inappropriate to lean in and kiss her here, wouldn’t it? Especially when he felt eyes on them, even though he couldn’t be sure.
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who could love me, I am out of my mind___________________________ _________________throwing a line out to sea to see if I can catch a dream
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Ary had quite zoned out as he sat at his House table. His only focus was the paperclips in his hands. Today’s creation? A tiny broomstick. No doubt one of his Quidditch-loving friends would appreciate receiving it. Speaking of one such friend… He was brought out of his deep concentration {not that he cared because… Jan!}. Ary looked up, his hands pausing in the task. “Hi, Jan!’’ Out of habit, he looked around for Idris. “Id didn’t come to say hi? Rude.” Ary was joking, of course. Idris was one of the nicest persons he knew. “Not a problem. I sure did. I missed your presence after you left. I think Artax misses you too. He seemed sort of forlorn after…” The mooncalf had one hundred percent taken a liking to Jan. “I’m beyond thrilled for you, by the way. Consider me one of your biggest cheerleaders.” Grinning, Ary nudged Jan. His friend was going to go far in the Quidditch world if he chose to pursue that career. The question was considered. “I don’t see why not. I mean, we’ve got capable staff to take care of the dragons and griffs. I’ll ask them for confirmation though.” There was a tilt of his head. “Is your mum planning something big?”
With the girlfriend’s arrival, it now meant that Ary had to begin dividing up his attention between her and Jan. And among anyone else who wanted to chat with him. “Hi, Bry.” Smiling, he shoulder bumped her back. He suspected Bry already knew that there would be plenty of time for hand holding in the very near future. “A firebolt. You okay so far?” He knew she had been very sad when some of her friends and family had graduated last term. And Logan wasn’t here anymore so…
He happened to glance towards the Hufflepuff table to ensure Dy was there and not making out somewhere with Tamara when he spotted Emma. The fourth year sent her a signature and enthusiastic finger wiggle-wave in her direction. She should definitely join the Slytherin table sometime!
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Text Cut: I cannot with this sappy puppy of a boy
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He hadn’t noticed Sage following his Ravenclaw table stare down, to which Anna had now joined. “Uhh,” he started in answer to her question, “they’re my best friends.” Although you’d never know that right now given how weird they were being. Solomon laughed at her next question. Were they always this peculiar?
Yes. Yes they were.
“Nah. They’re cool. Probably just jealous that I was snuggling up with you rather than them.” It was a SNIDE comment by his usual standards. One he’d never usually make, nor repeat anywhere them. Solomon glanced back over and extended his small smile to Anna before becoming distracted with another house table - dreaded Gryffindor. His stare fell upon a particular student for a mere moment before returning his attention to where he was. It really hadn’t bothered him like he thought it would so he wasn’t going to dwell on it.
Summer had really felt like such a long break away from these people. It had felt like it had been an important step in his moving on, and he was grateful for it.
Solomon grinned widely at her reach for his hand once again. “I’m a big fan of a dreary dungeon. Plenty of space to brood.” He was pretending to joke, but in actual fact it was true, the dungeons were great to skulk around in misery within. Sinking within the shadows, and all that. “We can venture out of them for our next date, though.” He looked to her with endearing eyes. It would be most inappropriate to lean in and kiss her here, wouldn’t it? Especially when he felt eyes on them, even though he couldn’t be sure.
Close friends, best friends...those were essentially synonymous statements so Sage gave herself a mental pat on the back for her observational skills. Her brow quirked at his theory and how it entirely went against their conversation at the zoo and his supposed experience. The last thing she wanted to do on day one was look insecure and therefore she brushed that encounter with jealousy aside and rolled her eyes at him and his poor taste in phrasing. "They seem less cool and more hot and boiling," she pointed out, though one of the girls looked like she was sucking on a fresh bilimbi than the other. "They'll both just have to get use to it if that's the case," she tut while looping her arm around his and giving it a slightly possessive affectionate squeeze. Sage, because she was a twin, liked having things that were her own but she was also perfectly capable of sharing.
His glance towards the Gryffindor table did not go unnoticed but she made nothing of it seeing as she too was glancing around at other tables for familiar faces while wondering if they had noticed anything new and dashing about her to scowl - and if they had then they had hopefully not noticed the strut that would live rent free in her head as a complicated core memory for at least half the term.
He was a walking cliche in that regard, was he aware? Though that mentality in juxtaposition with his imaginary swagger was quite comical and why she laughed a little. "Okay, Batman." Not that she was that well red on that bit of muggle media but it felt fitting in the moment. Broody for the sake of broody, black on black, it sort of worked for him. Sage chewed a little sheepishly on her lower lip as she read his signals this time. She briefly wondered if she had looked so obvious on the train, how embarrassing if so, but dismissed those concerns as well since there was nothing to be done about the past. "Our next date, huh?" she smirked with slightly squished up features, one of her fingers raising to poke his lips playfully and prevent him from leaning in. "That will be nice after seeing how the common room has changed. You know, all those new nooks and whatever we never noticed before but deserve our attention."
But also...could all the new first years and transfers and all them hurry up and finish putting on that old ragged hat and the food get here already?
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After getting off the carriages like all the other students in second year, and over JT had gone straight in towards the great hall. What then happed was that first Peeves the school's resident poltergeist dropped a water ballon on his head that exploded, and JT got drenched from head to toe in cold water. Then JT had thought great I'll be wet and cold the whole dinner unless an older student knows a drying, and warming charm. Upon entering the great hall of course the next thing happened a professorly ghost (Marion Burbage) floated through him on her way to the staff dais leaving him not only wet and scared, but also uncomfortable.
Shivering, and not in the bestest of moods JT headed over to the snakes table, but instead of taking a seat near the elder students present and immersing himself in the conversations, he crouched down on all fours and crawled in under the snake table. He was going to sit here until the feast was over and then go and ask for food from the house elves.
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Nope, no Idris. Jan laughed at Ary's reaction, since he knew it wasn't that serious. Seeing him look for lil Id, Jan pointed out the bright red robes sitting with the yellow robes. "I guess he found someone more interesting that us, how rude indeed." Especially with how much he insisted on following them on their adventures. But he was happy overall. As for their Mooncalf, "Really? Do you think it's actually me he misses or the er... extra treats I'd sneak." He added sheepishly. "Great! I know my mum thanked your folks for having me over, and she wants to get to know your family even more so for it... I think she's planning to have a big feast for everyone this year." By everyone, he did mean everyone that they got acquainted with, hehe. It wasn't just the two of them now as Ary's girlfriend came in. "Hiya, Bry. How are you?" He waved as she joined in. He was just as happy with them being together as Ary expressed with his own accomplishments.
Jan watched the ghost float by them, she didn't go through him thankfully but he did feel a bit of a chill. "Oh.. we're having a ghost teach us." He looked towards the staff table to see who else was new to teach them.
This past summer had been a blast, especially having his dormmate and actual mate Ty staying with him for the last two weeks of it. He'd shown him all his favourite places to hang out and the best graffiti (by yours truly), and even tried to teach him to board and to parkour. Ty was not very good at either, and Papà had not been too happy about the latter, and especially that Elio had tried to teach the harder, dangerous stuff first, but Ty was fortunately content to watch Elio's flips and tricks... for a while, anyway.
The only thing was - and it was only a very little thing - the parting at Kings Cross had been... well. Listen. Elio knew a little bit about why Ty needed to stay at his, and he'd been so intent on helping he'd been ready to beg and whine and wheedle to get his papà to agree (none of which had turned out to be necessary). But. It was just that. Leaving was difficult. Elio had been soooo homesick last year, and now he knew just how much he'd miss home, and there was a part of him that was full of regret about not having those last few days, and that last big goodbye, completely to himself. He had had that, though. A private hug and goodbye from papà and his mum each. But still.
It was just one of those guilty little thoughts that Elio intended to keep locked safely in his head. He was happy to be there for his friend. He was.
They weren't together right now though; Ty had nipped off to the loo on their way into the Hall, and Elio was saving a space for him. Meanwhile he was trying to keep himself busy, and his hands in particular, fiddling with the cutlery on the table in front of him, or winding locks of his mane of hair around his fingers. He did try to watch the Sorting, but his gaze and his attention drifted a little more than was maybe strictly necessary.
Which was why he ended up looking at those two older students and their looped arms and lip-poking and general gooey-eyes, and catching a few snippets of their conversation about dates and snuggling and nooks. Without his being entirely aware of it, his expression slowly morphed into one not unlike how he might look after watching Cosmo hack up a fur ball, or after accidentally eating a cabbage-flavoured Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Bean.
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Oh, Ary, sweet sweet Ary. He didn't have to divide himself between them. Not really. She could quite easily chat with both Jan and him as well as anyone else at the table. Just watch and see. "How cute! I don't think you've ever made one of those before, have you?" she asked, tilting her head as she looked at the little paperclip broom he was creating. A soft smile stayed on her lips as she nodded her blonde head of hair. "Right now, I'm good. I'm gonna call Papa after the feast though and then Logan super super late just to annoy him." Bry giggled. Perhaps she would mirror Nova and Melody as well.
Now, this is where she couldn't help overhearing part of the boys conversation since she was sitting right there. Which worked out great because this girl knew what they were speaking about and it gave her perfect reason to semi join in! "I'm fantabulous! How are you? All ready for the new term?" Bry leaned her head lightly on Ary's shoulder for a moment, her smile bright. "Oh, you got to hang around with Artax? Isn't he just the sweetest?" She would know, she loves him like Ary does. "Did Ary introduce you to Moon Child as well?" That was HER hippogriff. And what was this about Christmas break already? Had she missed something?
With her gaze sweeping left and right across the great hall from table to table, Bry caught a glimpse of someone crawling? underneath their house table. Mildly confused, she slid over on the seat and laaaaaaid down right there where she was on the bench, resting her head on her arm as she peered under the table at the boy (JT). "Are you alright? Would you like some help?" He looked a bit.. wet.
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Sydney would never admit it, but she was glad to be back at Hogwarts. After a while, summer at home with her mums, Blakeney, and Darcey got boring. Nothing ever happened at home, other than a trip to Diagon Alley or the odd animatronics malfunction in her mums’ diner. Those malfunctions were always fun, but nowhere near as delightfully chaotic as Hogwarts!
The blonde made her way to the Slytherin table, her prized venus flytrap tucked under her arm. As much as she loved chaos, there was no way she was leaving Alastor in the hall with the rest of her belongings for Peeves or Merlin knows who/what else to find! She took a seat, nodding in greeting to her housemates. She sat, absentmindedly swinging her feet back and forth as her grayish-blue eyes scanned the table. Nothing interesting so far…
Her ears perked up at the words “ghost teacher”. She glanced toward the staff dais and saw the ghost sitting - well, floating - in Professor Gert’s old seat. Ooh, now this just got interesting! Sydney had heard of ghost professors at Hogwarts but had never encountered one before. “Anyone know who the ghost professor is?” she mused out loud. More to the point, did anyone know what happened to her?
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Solomon relaxed a little at her comment and allowed a smile. It wasn’t a massive deal that they didn’t bother to greet him, and he would still be mature enough to seek them out tomorrow. Easy now his initial irk about it had started to pass. “Never mind them.” He grinned at her and returned the arm squeeze. He was enjoying this, okay? Quite often Solomon spent the Hogwarts feasts in silence by himself, or often spent at other tables.
His eyebrow raised at her trying out nicknames on him, blissfully unaware of Batman, and was imagining a literal man with bat wings. Picturing himself as such a beast was quite fun, though. ”Bit soon for pet names, isn’t it?” he knew she would love that question.
His face started to flush at her poke towards his lips, at the sudden touch, but also immediately worrying that he was becoming too obvious in intentions. Was Sage that in tune with stuff like that?! He cleared his throat to break out of that funk, but laughed shortly at her mention of finding nooks within the common room. “Yes. Nooks. Sounds great.” Teehee.
By this point, Solomon was still not acknowledging anyone else sitting at their table, definitely not welcoming any new students. How jealous he felt that they were juststarting their Hogwarts journey while he was about to leave it behind forever. Life sucked like that. He happened to catch a glimpse of a younger child gawking in disgust at them and Solomon, of course, scowled at him in return, “got a problem?” He snapped.
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Ary followed the direction of Jan’s pointing and easily found those red robes. “Why am I not surprised? He probably thinks he needs to at least try to keep Paul from being rude to any first years.” He shook his head, thinking that Idris had a lot of patience to deal with Paul’s personality. Turning his attention back to his friend, Aryan grinned. “Might be a combo of both. I’m pretty sure he wants you to come back soon. Speaking of which, dads say you’re welcome to stay over again anytime you like.” As an afterthought, he added, “Of course I want you to stay over again.” Just in case Jan didn’t know that. “Why do I have a feeling that your mum is organising something huge? Dad Adi would love that. He’s such a social butterfly.” Quite unlike Ary but hey, to each their own!
The guy felt that chill too, actually shivering slightly as he looked around for the source of the coldness. “That’s… interesting.” He wasn’t judging the Headmaster’s choice in hiring, just digesting the fact Jan had pointed out. “Seems like we also have a new Herbology professor.” But at least professors Hady, Feirgrund and Khanna were still there so this Slytherin was happy!
“Nope, I haven’t,’’ Ary responded to Bry. “Actually wanted to make one for a while now but you know how busy it was over the summer.” Not that there were any complaints since there was a lot of time spent with people he really liked. He was sort of mind blown that Bry was the last Paton sibling at Hogwarts now. He still had his twin sisters but that would soon-ish change. “I’d like to say hi to Uncle Frankie if you’ll let me.” It would be fine if he didn’t get the opportunity because he knew Bry was already missing her dad terribly despite him being right in Hogsmeade. Aryan sniggered at the thought of Bry calling Logan late. “If I’m still awake, I’ll say hi to him too.” He couldn’t imagine Logan being thrilled with being disturbed so later but Ary was not going to talk Bry out of it. As for him introducing Jan to Moon Child the Hippogriff, yes. He absolutely had done that.
“She sort of looks familiar…” he mused to Sydney. “Have we seen her here before?” Or had he seen her picture in a book? Excuse him for a moment because Ary was suddenly distracted by JT diving under the Snake table. He himself would have poked his head under the table but since Bry was checking on JT and because Ary didn’t want to overwhelm him, he simply waited on Bry to finish her chat with the second year to inquire about his well being.
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Sage certainly did not noticed one of her younger housemates taking their title as a Hogwarts snake a bit too literally (and it was probably for the best that her attention was as preoccupied as it was because there would have been some serious judgments being made) nor did she feel the urge to eavesdrop into the other conversations around her, but she did take notice of her little protégé arrive at the table and offered the girl and her venus flytrap a little finger wiggle in greeting.
Solomon really didn't need to tell her not to be too concerned about his best friends' behavior since she had hardly considered them before they had unceremoniously interrupted the almost milestone of her life. Now she minded, though it was more so in the way one might mind a buzzing mosquito. "Pet names," she repeated drying with a cocked brow. It took her a moment to connect the dots and then she was rolling her eyes. "You tell me. You sure that isn't what you have been filling out your diary with? Is that why you had to hide it so quickly? Didn't want me to see the names you came up with for me?" Two could play at this game, Solomon. Though, in an ironic twist, the nickname of Batman may just stick...and maybe they both could educate themselves on what that actually meant since she barely knew the basics thanks to some Muggle Studies assignment or another.
With the promise of nooks in the air, Sage felt tempted to throw him a tiny bone and just maaaaaaaaaybe give him a little peck on the cheek (the ALMOST had been plaguing her thoughts ever since the interruption and it was driving her crazier than a fwooper's song) and had even started to lean in when he was talking all rough and snappy. "Excuse you?" she snapped right back before she realized that he was looking behind her and then she turned to see what the fuss was about. Oh, another rubbernecker. It was kind of exciting to be eliciting some of these responses. "If you want an autograph or picture, you could just ask," she replied equally as haughtily as her bloke Solomon had.
As for all the talk about the ghost professor (oh yeah, that was new), Sage shrugged her shoulders and decided to bestow some knowledge since there was plenty of speculation going around. "She is a nosy ghost who usually haunts the Astronomy Tower," she explained, the agitation quite clear in her voice. Sage had had to relocate several times over the terms due to the ghost trying to help when it wasn't wanted. "Be careful what you say around her, she can be worse than some of the portraits."
And then the speech finally happened with the headmaster's usual ramblings and ridiculous attempts at humor. If she had any interest in butterscotch she would be tempted to go give the man the answer to his riddle, but it was hardly any riddle of the sphinx and therefore the effort to get from here to him or his office not worth it. Reminders about quidditch tryouts and gobstone sign-ups likewise went in one ear and out the other, she had never been too interested and never attended a match during any of her terms here and instead took advantage of a mostly vacant castle to do some reading or parkouring, but the appearance of food captured her attention and praise. "Finally," she muttered under her breath as she reached for the steamed vegetables first to soon be smothered in gravy. "Try to eat quickly so we can go see about those nooks," she whispered to Solomon as she grabbed a roll and dipped it in some of the gravy before taking a bite.
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With her gaze sweeping left and right across the great hall from table to table, Bry caught a glimpse of someone crawling? underneath their house table. Mildly confused, she slid over on the seat and laaaaaaid down right there where she was on the bench, resting her head on her arm as she peered under the table at the boy (JT). "Are you alright? Would you like some help?" He looked a bit.. wet.
JT could of course not sit under the table in peace, and consider his next move. His dive under the snake table had been noticed by one of the elder Slytherin students, luckily not one of their professors. Looking up a the elder girl by a few years, JT replied quietly to not stir more attention from the other present snakes at their house table. "Maybe, it depends what you call getting a cold water baloon dropped on your head by Peeves, and then being glided through by the new professerly ghost of Astronomy." Debating his options JT started to crawl towards the older girl nodding vigorously as he did so, "Yes, pretty please help me! I'm both very wet, and cold." If he could not get a cold after this or worse the flu, then he'd be very grateful.
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