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Angie · 05-03-2011, 04:26 AM

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Originally Posted by demented_death_eater

Vindictus was sitting quietly beside Tate watching the Ravenclaw table with a rather distant expression. The summer had been rather eventful - especially the past three weeks. Maybe he could get his hands on a TimeTurner and fix a few things to everyone's satisfaction (or not). What was done was done and he was in the doghouse at home, and returning to Hogwarts was his escape.

Perhaps he should smile.

Not.

Maximus Vindictus showed up and for a split of second Lachlan felt like a flushed sixteen year old with a wounded ego all over again, after a particular dreadful Flying Lesson. As much as he loved Quidditch, MacFusty never managed to master the art of flying using a broomstick much unlike his brother and sisters; Vindictus' presence brought back a string of memories embarrassing enough to make the nearly thirty-two year old clear his throat, massage the back of his hot neck and stammer out a, "Professor Vindictus!" Never Maximus or Vindictus to his face. Ever. MacFusty had already decided referring to him as such would be an impossibility. Clearing his throat again, MacFusty added, sounding less like a startled teen and more like a proper, albeit surprised adult. "It's good to know some things remain the same!"

Except not really. Vindictus and his larger than life Flying skills made Lachlan MacFusty feel inadequate and that wasn't a feeling he was fond of.

He'd just avoid the man altogether.

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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising

In the couple gentlemen to take their seats between her and Seren, Josephina had failed to notice the addition of another. Perhaps it could have been the fact that she was so focused on the looking around the other professors that one more in between was hardly noticeable. No matter though because it was the voice, husky sounding that alerted her to the presence of someone near here. Finally.

The someone who was sitting in Maya Saylen's seat, which also alerted Josephina to the fact that this disheveled, brown-haired wizard would be replacing (*sniffle*) Maya as Magical Creatures Professor. But she would be polite anyhow and not judge on his messy hair, since after all, given the position he was in, it was labor intensive. "Quite lovely." Sure. "Josephina Hadley, Resident Arithmancy Professor. And you're obviously the new Creatures Professor..." And your name is? Because hopefully behind the crazed locks he should have some decent etiquette.

The voice of the woman he'd addressed to before managed to completely tear him away from the vague memories of his teen years, and blinking a sharp blink, he looked back at her. She was having a conversation with a blonde down the table, it seemed--a blonde who was, too, seemingly at shock at the sight of Professor Vindictus.

It gave him some comfort to know he wasn't the only one surprised, and he had the half-mind to greet her but that would require him to speak louder or even shout, and shouting would be awfully rude. Instead, he focused his attention on the woman who had introduced herself as Josephina, and gave her a short polite nod. "I was horrible at Arithmancy," Commented MacFusty conversationally, and then caught himself. "Wait, no--I was horrible at Ancient Runes. Arithmancy was alright." Not worth all the hours he'd spent locked up inside the Library, though, but he refrained from pointing this out. "Lachlan MacFusty. Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

05-03-2011, 04:26 AM	#25 (permalink)
Angie DoM Veela Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Themyscira Posts: 37,611 Hogwarts RPG Name: Nerissa M. Tate Sixth Year x8	Wowza! Quote: Originally Posted by demented_death_eater Vindictus was sitting quietly beside Tate watching the Ravenclaw table with a rather distant expression. The summer had been rather eventful - especially the past three weeks. Maybe he could get his hands on a TimeTurner and fix a few things to everyone's satisfaction (or not). What was done was done and he was in the doghouse at home, and returning to Hogwarts was his escape. Perhaps he should smile. Not. Maximus Vindictus showed up and for a split of second Lachlan felt like a flushed sixteen year old with a wounded ego all over again, after a particular dreadful Flying Lesson. As much as he loved Quidditch, MacFusty never managed to master the art of flying using a broomstick much unlike his brother and sisters; Vindictus' presence brought back a string of memories embarrassing enough to make the nearly thirty-two year old clear his throat, massage the back of his hot neck and stammer out a, "Professor Vindictus!" Never Maximus or Vindictus to his face. Ever. MacFusty had already decided referring to him as such would be an impossibility. Clearing his throat again, MacFusty added, sounding less like a startled teen and more like a proper, albeit surprised adult. "It's good to know some things remain the same!" Except not really. Vindictus and his larger than life Flying skills made Lachlan MacFusty feel inadequate and that wasn't a feeling he was fond of. He'd just avoid the man altogether. Quote: Originally Posted by PhoenixRising In the couple gentlemen to take their seats between her and Seren, Josephina had failed to notice the addition of another. Perhaps it could have been the fact that she was so focused on the looking around the other professors that one more in between was hardly noticeable. No matter though because it was the voice, husky sounding that alerted her to the presence of someone near here. Finally. The someone who was sitting in Maya Saylen's seat, which also alerted Josephina to the fact that this disheveled, brown-haired wizard would be replacing (sniffle) Maya as Magical Creatures Professor. But she would be polite anyhow and not judge on his messy hair, since after all, given the position he was in, it was labor intensive. "Quite lovely." Sure. "Josephina Hadley, Resident Arithmancy Professor. And you're obviously the new Creatures Professor..." And your name is? Because hopefully behind the crazed locks he should have some decent etiquette. The voice of the woman he'd addressed to before managed to completely tear him away from the vague memories of his teen years, and blinking a sharp blink, he looked back at her. She was having a conversation with a blonde down the table, it seemed--a blonde who was, too, seemingly at shock at the sight of Professor Vindictus. It gave him some comfort to know he wasn't the only one surprised, and he had the half-mind to greet her but that would require him to speak louder or even shout, and shouting would be awfully rude. Instead, he focused his attention on the woman who had introduced herself as Josephina, and gave her a short polite nod. "I was horrible at Arithmancy," Commented MacFusty conversationally, and then caught himself. "Wait, no--I was horrible at Ancient Runes. Arithmancy was alright." Not worth all the hours he'd spent locked up inside the Library, though, but he refrained from pointing this out. "Lachlan MacFusty. Pleasure to make your acquaintance." __________________