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Slytherin First Year  x8
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Text Cut: Cassie Quote:
Originally Posted by Bazinga  As she watched them all walk in, she hadn't been listening to anything going on at the table. Usually one in all the talking and excitement, this year Cassie sat and just watched everyone. The excitement of the children was so fun to watch and the sorting hat was brilliant. The first years looked very eager to get to their new homes. Her green eyes finally noticed a new face on her end of the table so she didn't have to reach around Ab or scream for anyone to hear. "Good evening. Are you settling in and ready to start?"
Astrid looked over at the Divination professor with a warm smile. "Oh, yes. I' most excited for lessons to begin." She nodded, said excitement evident in her hazel eyes. Although she was nervous, but it was just first day jitters.
"I'm Astrid Baxter," she extended her hand over to the blonde. Proper introductions were, after all, the foundations of teams. And Astrid was determined to be part of the team in more ways than one.
Text Cut: Sabel Quote:
Originally Posted by Tazenhani And especially given there was a newcomer to the seat beside him. It was a bit startling that it wasn't the one and only Quigley, with some quick jab or tall-tale plot of corruption within Hogwarts. A bit disappointing too, if he wanted to admit it.
Wasn't that the new Professor didn't look like a nice person or anything, just that she was a reminder of who had originally sat in that seat. He could now understand, a little how Flamsteed had felt when he had first arrived.
Dropping his fork, Sabel turned slightly to the young woman and held out a hand in greeting. He could exchange pleasantries here, without having to reach across the table. "Welcome to where the magic happens." Quite, literally.
Her gaze was held by the Great Hall ceiling. It will forever captivate her. It did in her first ever night here. Astrid was sure it would until she grew wrinkly and gray-haired.
Snapping out of her daze, she turned her attention to the professor next to her. "So I've heard." And seen and experienced. She gave his hand a firm handshake, a lighthearted smile playing on her lips. "Thank you."
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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch "You're welcome Astrid. Feel free to call me Leobald or Leo even." He finished with a smile in the direction of the new charms professor. "Is this your first time at Hogwarts or did you study here in your youth?" Most that ended up teaching at Hogwarts did have it as their alma mater but not everyone. A few instantly came to mind.
First name basis. That was great! Knowing her, she will probably slip and call him by his first name. Awkward situations avoided. This was looking like a great start.
"Thank you, Leobald." She smiled softly and nodded at his question. "I studied here, actually. All seven terms." Astrid was, and still is, a proud Hogwartian. No matter what's happened. Hogwarts was a second home. "How about yourself?"
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Originally Posted by Jessiqua Beatrice didn't think the Great Hall, in all its beauty, would ever get old, and she nodded in agreement at the Headmaster. She glanced up at the ceiling. As was the first time she came into the hall and marveled at the sights, she felt like the hall was welcoming her, filling her with a sense of purpose.
Ab had a great idea about changing the layout every other month, and she raised her eyebrows. "What a great idea!" Beatrice smiled widely, and was relieved at the thought that her layout as of now was fine. She liked change, so keeping it fresh ever few weeks would be perfect for the lass. She let out a small laugh, "Well you're not the only one. I try to keep things organised in my desk drawers for that very reason." That way she knew where things were. He was such a sweet man, and she was very much looking forward to getting to know him more as the year went on. The children were very lucky to have him as a Headmaster.
Walking to her seat, she noticed the Librarian. Ah, she had been looking forward to returning to the library again. "Hello," she greeted him. She couldn't remember the librarian from when she was at Hogwarts, but this one looked very friendly. "Mister Kitridge, is it?"
And the chair two down from her found itself occupied by a very er... extroverted lady. She hadn't meant to eavesdrop on the conversation she was having with Beatrice's neighbour, but as she looked over she saw the woman, who she realised must have been Professor Moxley, Muggle Studies Professor, pulling a face. There was a stark contrast between the two, and she couldn't help but snort out a laugh. She covered her mouth too late. "Sorry," she said, caught red handed at listening in. "I think you've got the stern face down pat. Perfect, your students will be quivering in their robes."
And then she realised, with excitement, that Moxley was the Hufflepuff Head of House. That was simply marvelous! She smiled at the woman as she welcomed her, and the other new members, on staff. "Hi, it's a pleasure to meet you," she greeted happily.
Another staffer joined the table. Beatrice had known which positions had been filled at the same time as her, and she realised that this lass was also new; charms, in fact. Beatrice smiled at her; "Hello, I'm Beatrice. You must be Astrid Baxter? It's a pleasure to meet you."
But MERLIN the Astronomy Professor was a loud one, wasn't he? Full of... some sort of energy. Beatrice found herself smiling as she watched the antics play out, completely oblivious to what he was roaring about. He seemed to be speaking to Professor Moxley, a few seats down, so Beatrice, not wanting to hide, decided to take matters into her own hands. Introductory matters, of course. She stood up to introduce herself to him, having realised the tension and feelings of the established staff from the previous term would be in the front of their minds. "You must be Professor Flamsteed? I'm Beatrice. I must say that's a delightful suit you have on."
All of the introductions was making her dizzy, so she took a few more gulps from her refilling goblet. How she couldn't wait to get past all of the introductions. She had been trying not to think of her first lesson for that very reason. All of the students who would be completely new to her, having to make introductions and get past the awkwardness of meeting people.
She'd been taking things in, so when Beatrice introduced herself, Astrid realized she was one of the new staff hired like herself. She'd heard about them but not officially met them. Start of the term feast was a great place to do such thing.
Astrid returned the smile. "I am. It is nice meeting you as well. You're the new Transfiguration professor?" She was sure she was. The poncho-man was the Herbology professor...so...
She was right, though! The Headmaster interrupted her train of thought with his speech. Astrid gave a single polite nod at the students when she was presented, her insides doing excited and nervous things. This was the start of something great, she just knew it.
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