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There was nothing to prevent the frown that appeared on the man’s face. It seemed that at every turn, at least one of his students always managed to set the woman off. Malachi had been hoping for a quiet term but between the woman’s particular temperament and the general conduct of those in his charge, it seemed another term of little peace.
Just his luck.
Malachi waited for Giselle to be through her announcement, thinking the students took the news...well. No wild shouts of protest. No sudden acting out. He was more grateful than they would know. Regardless of how unhappy no quidditch made them, being overly vocal and outright about it would not change it. All it would do was get them in trouble and give him more grief.
“Thank you for extending the invitation. I’m sure my students will be happy to attend and help with preparations where necessary.” ....And not break things. Yes. He was sure.
The Headmaster walked over to the table and helped himself to a glass of the strawberry water. He gestured for them to do the same. There was no telling when they’d get started at this rate.
Two or three sips in....the man began to feel a little.......funny. The heat. It must have been the heat. The last throws of summer going out with a bang. That must have been it. He sipped again at his water in an attempt to stave off what he assumed to be dehydration. Strange...
Was....was that a feather there in his palm?
__________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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