Going up the stairs was an easy task. Now all he had to do was, dare he say, see these Professors. Heavily heaving, he walked into the office, hoping he wouldn't see anything that would make him feel utterly disgusted. Of course, he wouldn't doubt that happening.

Raising a brow, Kingston folded his arms and snorted. "Well this is...a special get together."

Natasha turned to face the newcomer and blinked as she failed to place the face to a name. He looked far too old to be a first year, and yet she was sure she had never seen him before. She'd remember that beautiful hair.

"Indeed...but not rare, I assure you." She smiled, "And it would be time for your curfew soon, dearling, shouldn't you all be running back to the Hufflepuff common room now?"

Snorting, Kingston looked at the red head and grinned, "Oh please. There aren't enough people here. And I'm used to taking night strolls around the school. Well, my old school that is."

"If you excuse me, Madam, would you tell me what you teach? I'd love to know what you do. It would be interesting to know more about my own professors see." Kingston charmingly said, running a hand through his golden locks.

Natasha watched as the candlelight glinted off the boy's hair and nearly missed the question. That was really gorgeous hair. Darnit, what was with the Hogwarts men and their gorgeous hair? Why couldn't she have gotten the good genes?

"Errr...I teach Divination." She gestured to the tarot cards scattered across her tea table and the shelf of crystal balls. It was a no-brainer.

Looking at the tarot cards that he didn't notice, Kingston smiled, "Oh that is very interesting. I do say it maybe very interesting to come to your class and maybe...see how you'd teach. Of course I wouldn't doubt your skills, madam." As if he didn't doubt anyone's teaching techniques in this school.

Snort.

"Now, Professor... I'm sorry I haven't caught your name." Kingston realized, as he was trying to address the Professor.

Natasha's eyebrow shot up. The Lord was fair after all...

"My name is on my door, dear, but it's Natasha Blaylock-Erikson. However, you may call me Professor Blaylock, it's my professional name."

"Ahhh, I must have missed it on the door where I was thinking of how I will represent myself to you," he said with a grin on his face. Kingston felt like an idiot that second. He should focus more on what's around him other than thinking about what to say.

"I am delighted to meet you Professor Blaylock. I am Kingston Samuel Wendleworth the Third. Although you might want to shorten that to Kingston Wenldeworth," he softly chuckled. Oh was he getting tired of repeating his name more than once.

Natasha grinned, "Maybe you should wear a name-tag...That way it solves the problem half the time."

She gestured at him to take a seat, "It's always a pleasure to meet new students, Mr. Wendleworth. Would you like a cup of tea?"

Exiting the library, Lindsey headed up for the towers. She usually set goals for herself in her new school years, and this year was to improve all those areas she simply couldn't get. Like divination, and Herology. They were just impossible to understand in her mind, which was somewhat odd since she was a dreamy child who loved the outdoors.

Well, Divination was closest at the moment, so she decided to stop by and see if maybe a little extra credit or extra help would be in order to help her reach her goals. She straightened her uniform and hair, then knocked on the door to Professor Blaylock's office.

Actually, the door hadn't been closed properly, so as soon as her hand knocked the door almost opened for her. "Oh, I'm sorry Proffessor-" she began to apologize as she noticed she had company. Her jaw almost hit the floor as she realized who it was. This was absolutely ridiculous!

"...and Kingston..."

Astral climbed the silver ladder after the teacher. This was going to make things a little awkward - but she had waited too long to back down now.
Astral accepted the tea from Professor Baylock and waited for her to finish her whispered conversation with the other teacher.
Astral saw her chance.
"Well actually Professor, it's the classes I've come to see you about," she said in what she hoped was a bold but polite tone.
And as the other teacher disapeared down the trapdoor Astral launched into her tale of woe; how she came from a long line of seers, how she had trouble staying in the present, drifting so often into the future and the past, prophecies, even silly ones popping out of her mouth at the most embarrasing moments.
"So you see, I thought if I could start Divination THIS year instead of in third year I could learn to control these ... problems. I already have a pretty good understanding of Tarot (she produced her own deck form the carry all she always toted around) and I can read these tea leaves. I just need ... guidance from someone ... who would understand me. Divination seems to be so misunderstood. So ... would that be alright?" Astral waited politely for the teacher's answer and sipped her tea.

She looked up and stared with horror - she'd done it again!
Last tiem she had looked there was a teacher leaving the room, Professor Baylock and another student. Now there were two other people she hadn't seen entering. Astral must have been stuck in the past again. And now she'd snapped back to the present.

Professor Baylock was talking to the two new people in the room and didn't notice Astral's little shriek, so Astral stayed quiet and waited to be spoken to. What must the profesor think of her? Standing there staring into the past?

Tancred looked up. He jumped in his seat. The office was filling up really quick. He looked around. Shoot! De Luca is here! He nodded at her for complimenting him on the pie, which he only brought from the Feast, and looked down at his watch. Oh Merlin! it's this time already?

Tancred stood up and walked over to Professor Blaylock. "I'm going to head out now. I was supposed to meet a friend of mine five minutes ago. Don't want to keep her waiting," he said, avoiding De Luca as much as he could. "I hope you enjoyed the apple pie I brought, and thanks for the tea. ... See you soon, Professor!"

He looked at the other students and then at Professor Blaylock. He saw that quite a bit of Hufflepuffs where there. "See you guys around, too." He said, now looking back at the Hufflepuffs. He turned around and walked out of the office. I hope Liz isn't made at me for being late."

Astral sighed and put the tea cup back on the tray in front of Professor Baylock. In the bottom of her cup shaped in tea leaves had been an unmistakable bat - the symbol of a journey ending in disapointment.
Astral knew then that she was not going to get her answer tonight.
She slipped past the Professor and the other students and down through the trapdoor.

Natasha was not very surprised when yet another student joined them...another Hufflepuff. It looked like she was going to be the magnet for the poor students from Hufflepuff this term...

But just as she was conjuring up a few extra cups, she realized that two of her visitors had disappeared. "Oh." she said, waving the cups back into their cupboard. "Hullo, Miss Hamilton, do come in and join us." She waved at the young blonde boy with the cultured accent.

"Have you met Mr Wendleworth, then? How wonderful! I do approve of developing friendships with your house mates."

She beamed at them both as the enchanted teacup poured another cup for the girl.

After strolling about the Hogwarts Castle for quite a long time, Georgie had decided to go around and meet a few of their teachers, if they were awake at this hour of the night. Being new to the school and being a third year, Georgie thought it was rather necessary for her to meet her professor's once before the start of lessons. The one closest right then was the Divination classroom.

After reading the Professor's name, Georgie looked about, expecting to find a classroom, but all she saw was a trapdoor. Slowly, she climbed the ladder and knocked on the entrance, waiting for a reply. Her long brown hair fell over her shoulders and she wore a yellow ribbon like a hairband

After leaving the library, Amelia decided to ditch out on going straight back to the common room and wanted to make her annual rounds to talk with the professors, new and returning. Her first stop would be all the way in the North Tower -- Professor Blaylock.

As she approached the door, she was quite surprised to find that it was slightly ajar. She pushed it open a tad more and to greater surprise she saw several Hufflepuffs, most of whom she didn't know, enjoying tea with the Professor. "Err - Professor Blaylock? Am I interrupting anything?"

Then, realizing she was a total stranger to most of the people in there, she waved and smiled meekly at all of them. "Hi..."

Natasha looked over at the trapdoor to find more Hufflepuffs entering her office. She simply waved them all in, "Come on in and have a cup of tea with us, then."

It was as if they had called an impromptu Hufflepuff party in her office. She wasn't sure if she was touched or scared. Were they going to cover the room with badger prints the next time they got together?

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Natasha looked over at the trapdoor to find more Hufflepuffs entering her office. She simply waved them all in, "Come on in and have a cup of tea with us, then."

It was as if they had called an impromptu Hufflepuff party in her office. She wasn't sure if she was touched or scared. Were they going to cover the room with badger prints the next time they got together?

Georgie smiled and entered the classroom. Her hazel eyes glancing about the room before they finally settled on Professor Blaylock. It seemed like there were other Hufflepuffs in the room, in fact, it looked like there were only Hufflepuffs in the room, although she wasn't sure which house Professor Blaylock was in when she was at Hogwarts.

"Hello Professor." She said, and then glancing around to room, looking at her fellow students. "Hello." She mumbled. Now that she was here, she wasn't sure what she should say. She took a seat and adjusted her ribbon and smoothed her pink t-shirt and thought she might start with introducing herself. "I am Georgie Dawe." She told them. "A third year. And I am new here."

Sabrina had finally decided to go and meet a few of her teachers before lessons start and the Divination tower was on the same floor as the Ravenclaw Tower, so she decided to visit it first and once she climbed up and appeared through the trapdoor, it seemed like there was a Hufflepuff Party going on in the Professor's Office. Every single student in the office was a Hufflepuff. She also knew for a fact that the Professor herself had been a Hufflepuff as a student.

Shrugging her shoulders she climbed in and smiled at everyone and then looked at Professor Blaylock. "Hello Professor Blaylock!" She said, grinning. "Hope I am not disturbing anything." She said.

"Ah, another new student! Welcome to Hogwarts, Miss Dawe." She gestured at a settee, inviting her to sit, "If I may...where did you study before this?"

But before the student could answer or sit down, yet another girl joined their little party. She grinned when she saw the black and blue badge, "Ah, finally some diversity! Come in, my dear, and help yourself to a cup of tea."

She waved her hand absently at the enchanted teapot hovering behind her chair and watched happily as it poured out tea into more new teacups for the new visitors.

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"Ah, another new student! Welcome to Hogwarts, Miss Dawe." She gestured at a settee, inviting her to sit, "If I may...where did you study before this?"

But before the student could answer or sit down, yet another girl joined their little party. She grinned when she saw the black and blue badge, "Ah, finally some diversity! Come in, my dear, and help yourself to a cup of tea."

She waved her hand absently at the enchanted teapot hovering behind her chair and watched happily as it poured out tea into more new teacups for the new visitors.

Sabrina let out a slight giggle at the Professor's words and took a seat, watching the teapot pour tea in new teacups. She couldn't wait to do that charm herself. Was it hovering charm? She couldn't quite remember, but she made a mental note to check once she visited the library.

"I am Sabrina Evanstar." She told Professor Blaylock. "I am a first year." She added, although she was sure the Professor had probably guessed it by now.

Kingston hadn't payed attention to the person who had just entered the room. Why would he care about the next person who'd get in? It wasn't a person he cared about, right? Running a hand through his golden locks, he stopped mid way, blinking at the person who was addressing him.

This was not happening! How could they meet more than once by coincidence. It had to be something!

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Natasha was not very surprised when yet another student joined them...another Hufflepuff. It looked like she was going to be the magnet for the poor students from Hufflepuff this term...

But just as she was conjuring up a few extra cups, she realized that two of her visitors had disappeared. "Oh." she said, waving the cups back into their cupboard. "Hullo, Miss Hamilton, do come in and join us." She waved at the young blonde boy with the cultured accent.

"Have you met Mr Wendleworth, then? How wonderful! I do approve of developing friendships with your house mates."

She beamed at them both as the enchanted teacup poured another cup for the girl.

Looking at the Professor with his blue eyes, he gave her a genuine smile and nodded his head. "We've met on several occasions, mostly by surprise." Raising a brow at the Professor's enthusiasm, he looked over at Lindsey. His eyes met hers, making him not blink for a few moments. Shaking his head, he had tried to clear all the thoughts that had came to him.

Great.

"So...I say, Lindsey. What are you doing here? I thought you'd be running off to the Forbidden Forrest by now."

Lindsey smiled kindly as the proffessor addressed her and generously poured her a cup of tea. How could she ever refuse tea? She smiled and stepped into the office since it'd be rude to just remain by the door. "Yes, I have," she replied as she was asked if she knew Kingston, and he added more to her answer. She suddenly wondered why she hadn't stopped one last time by the library and gone straight to her common room.

Well, those sparkling blue eyes certainly were a plus to staying there. It seemed as neither could look away for a moment before they both forced themselves to look elsewhere.

"Actually," she begun in reply to Kiki's question as if he had asked her if she had finished all her homework. "I was saving that for the weekend. Want to come along?" she smiled casually before she took a sip of her tea.

Kingston went to his usual position, which was fold his arms and stare at the person in front of him. The whole time he wasn't really paying attention to what everyone around him was saying. Instead he kept looking at Lindsey we'd she'd look away. He couldn't stop from doing that. It was as though he had to do it.

"Oh, sure why not? I'm not very busy really." Kingston shyly smiled, not looking into Lindsey's eyes. Afraid those thoughts would come back.

Amelia stepped into the cozy room and took a seat, as she grabbed a cup of tea. She loved tea; almost as much as she loved meeting fellow Hufflepuffs. "Thank you Professor." She nodded in appreciation.

Her green eyes sparkled, as they darted from person to person, taking in each of their features. Interestingly enough, although all in her house, she only knew one of them. Georgie. "Hello Georgie. We met briefly at Diagon Alley... not sure if you remember me." She smiled as she took a sip of tea.

Her eyes then looked over at the two older students whom she did not know: a rather adorable redheaded female and a male that seemed a tad too obsessed with his hair - for a guy at least. She gave an acknowledging smile, "My name is Amelia Rose, your house prefect."

Lindsey had a soft smile on her face as she peacefully enjoyed her tea. There was nothing better than drinking a hot cup of tea right before bed or something like that. So relaxing. She blinked slightly suprised at Kiingy as he agreed. "Really?" she asked, not in a rude or disrespectfull way, she just hadn't expected him to agree.

She turned her head for a moment as she was adressed by another Hufflepuff and smiled politely. "Yes I know, the badge is rather shiny," she giggled at the prefect comment. "I'm Lindsey Hamilton, pleasure to meet you Amelia," she added with a bright smile.