 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Dhruv was, of course, happy for Ean. Low-key, but very happy nevertheless. “You know I am. No need to ask you though,’’ they replied with a wide smile. “There isn’t a day I’m not going to enjoy.” As for time going by quickly, it sure did. It felt as though this term had only just begun.
Poor Wilber. The pains of growing older. Dhruv was about to ask the man if he needed some assistance with the robes but all seemed to be under control after a short moment. “Just you,’’ they confirmed, good naturedly. There was no shame in admitting when things were difficult, as Wilber just did. “There are special exercises that can strengthen your knees, if you’re ever interested in learning them.’’ Did this mean Dhruv was volunteering? Yes. But thoughts of knee exercises effectively poofed from their mind as they observed in amusement the shenanigans that occurred without warning. “Hmm? Oh, yes it was. Quite impressive, as were each of the other Houses in their own right.”
As time ticked by, their other colleagues were making an appearance. “Good evening, Marcus. Hi, Hady.” Dhruv loved that Hady was remarkably gracious in the Snakes missing out on the House Cup. Then again, did they really expect anything different from her? “Evening, Norman.” The DADA professor had watched many professors come and go over their tenure but Norman had been one of those that had been a constant. The man would be missed but Dhruv understood that there was much to look forward to with his family. They could only imagine what it was like to be in anticipation of the birth of a child.
That sing-song and wildly enthusiastic greeting could only belong to one person ghost: Marion. They smiled warmly at her though a hearty and amused laugh escaped him when she blew that kiss at Ean. They managed to heroically turn it into a slight cough, their hand blocking the smile that nevertheless remained. Especially when Marion remarked about Earl not feeling anything if she sat on him. Oh, and there was Amelia; she received a raised hand in greeting.
The speech in full swing now, Dhruv couldn’t help but reflect on the adventure at the start of the term. All had ended well, even Jaws had managed to make a full recovery from his injury and was somewhat more attached to Dhruv now. The speech continued and they cast a look along at each of the tables in turn. They graduates and any other student transferring would be missed, as would the colleagues they had come to know over the years. Someday that would be them. But changes could be great and Dhruv wished those departing nothing but the very best
But the food was here, a good thing because they were feeling rather hungry by now. |