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It had been a long time since Gaston had taken a leisurely stroll around the grounds. Most days he spent holed up in his office, buried in his work. The faster he got things done in the day, the more time he had to spend with his wife and daughter at night. He normally didn't mind the long periods of isolation - his childhood got him used to that - but today was just too nice to be spent indoors alone.
He wandered along the bridge, taking in the sights around him, and soon realized he was not alone. Wait, was that...? It took him a moment to recognize Patrick. The boy had gotten a lot taller since last term! "Hello, Mr. Dooley," he said, waving at the Slytherin. "Nice day to be outside, isn't it?"
A breeze blew the long front hair into his eyes. Brushing them away he looked up to see Professor Marchand.
“Oh, hey Professor Marchand, its gorgeous out here, its so nice to have cooler weather. My grandparents farm was sweltering all summer.” He was trying to decide if he should get himself back up to standing position, but decided against it.
“How was your summer professor?” He was always happy that he made an effort with the professors to ensure that he wasn’t just a name or a student to them, that they actually remembered him when he would one day graduate. Although he still kind of hoped he’d end up back at Hogwarts teaching some day, but first he wanted to be a leader in slytherin.