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Hogwarts RPG Name: Ayden Diggory-Keighley (#07ad01) Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Levi Draguar (#062807) Ravenclaw Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Kara Walsh (#aa1506) Gryffindor Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Tiffany Rose Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Bailey Crawford (#bb04bc) Hufflepuff Sixth Year
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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy
Gaston had to stifle a yawn as he returned from the coffee bar, a large mug of coffee in hand as Phantom sauntered along at his heels. He closed the door behind him and all but slumped into his chair. After a quick sip or two of the beverage, he started to feel a little more alert... or at least a little less tired. "You're very welcome, Skylar," he replied. It was only then that he noticed her looking at the books, and he smiled a little.
He was about to offer her a chocolate, but the head bopping distracted him. Merlin, he'd completely forgotten he left his enchanted ipod turned on! One of the pitfalls of being an overworked new dad... "Is the music too loud?" he asked, drawing his wand to turn the volume down. "I can turn it off..." Or he could leave it on if she preferred, either way was fine with him. "So what can I do for you?" He looked tired; not as tired as she'd seen him either last term or was it the year before, but Skylar definitely noticed he was tired. And it almost made her feel guilty about going to him with her woes rather than her own head of house. But no offense to Laurel Vance, but Charms was a much more practical subject in the eyes of the sixth year and she felt comfortable enough around Gaston Marchand to approach him.
She shook her head, smiling, "No, it's okay... It's fine." Lying maybe a little bit, but she didn't want him to have to accommodate just her. All because she couldn't appreciate a little rock music. She even smiled a little bit just to show she was fine; it wasn't like she couldn't hear him, so all was well. "Um, soo, this maybe sounds weird to be asking you this, but I trust your opinion, and I was just wondering... how does one measure success? Like ideally it would be in winning, but you don't have to win to be successful, right? There's other ways to be successful. Isn't there?" Yes, she was only not even a year into being captain and doubting her abilities already. She bit her lip, eyes shifting between up at him and down at her tea cup.
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