It took a moment to realize it was her being spoken to. She smiled brightly and shook her hand. "Michelle Korvis! I'm teaching the girls Herbology! And I'm soooo excited about it! What about you?"

"I'm looking forward to it.", she said plainly. Truthfully, she thought that girls were smarter than boys and was looking forward to having a classroom full of active minds to teach, rather than a group of rambunctious drooble's flinging, bogie-eating delinquents. "Oh? Herbology! Have you ever taught Herbology before?"

A bit dazedly Brittany had made her way to the staff table, which was good because it appeared she was at least in time to hear the Headmistress speak. Wouldn't want to be late for that, it simply wouldn't do! Trying to be as inconspicuous as possible, Brittany took a seat at the table, sitting, waiting. She looked forward to teaching these girls, they all seemed so eager to learn, and it would be easier to teach them without the distraction of having boys around. That was the best part of all! And she loved the way the staff table had been decorated, and the whole Great Hall itself. She was really beginning to feel at home!

She looked up and down the table and grinned at her fellow staff members.

Macadrian hurried up to the staff table after speaking with several Hufflepuff students to find that her normal seat on the dias did not consist of one of the comfy cushy chairs that the new staffers were sitting in. Noooo, her seat was one of the uncomfortable looking, shabby chairs. Well, this just figures, doesn't it? Incredibly bitter, Macadrian took her seat in the middle of a variety of new faces. She missed seeing Fabian and Max to her left and right, conspiring on their latest prank. Sighing rather loudly than she normally would, Macadrian leaned back against the chair and closed her eyes, waiting for the Headmistress to give the opening speech so that she could eat a bit of something and then head back to her office to relax.

Cassandra made her way to the staff table and directly to the headmistress... there were just soooo many faces she didn't know.

"Headmistress Rae..." she greeter her with a nod. "I just wanted to assure you, the House of Slytherin will do their best to abide by all these new rules." She said but then added, "However I am not seeing my head of house... I work closely with him to make sure my house strives for perfection... may I ask. Will I be permitted to communicate with him?" She asked.

Lainey made it a point to always be late. Well, not... on purpose, but she rarely was anywhere on time. She did make it to this feast on time though. She had her paper bag of food, as per usual. ....And by the looks of her "chair" she was going to have to start bringing her seat as well.

"You pick this seat out all for me, Rae?" Lainey laughed and took her splintery, three legged stool that barely put her close enough to the table. "Like.. being at the kiddy table again."

Linnea shook her head, "No, never. Not on a professional level anyway. I taught a little bit back home, but my passion was with the Magical and Muggle communications in the Astronomy field." She gave a sad smile, "My great-grandfather thinks I'm being silly, looking up at the stars, but my grandfather understands. He lived on a farm before moving around until he found his home. He says the stars are everywhere, and as long as you can see them, then you aren't really as far from your family as it may seem."

Linnea grinned and waved at the newcomer to the staff table.


Linnea was then surprised to see her old Head of House come down and sit on a stool at the table. She hadn't known she would be here teaching, and wasn't sure of what her former teacher would say if she spotted her.

Tia walked up to the staff table and shouted "I want to know what's going on and i am not leaving till i get some answers"

Giving a warm smile of greeting towards the many other staff members who were entering the hall and seating themselves, Angela glanced back towards the first professor she had greeted. Goodness. So many new faces!

"It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Sophie." She replied with her welcoming smile still present. "Magical Creatures, hmm? That is a wonderful subject. I'm sure you have many great ideas for the students."

A movement at the corner of her eye, and Angela turned in that direction. "Hello, Macadrian. How are you?" She inquired. Seeing Mac made her think of Fabian and this brought a slight change in her expression. She would have to be in touch with him in some manner.

"Excuse me, young lady." She said, raising a brow in askance.

"I suggest you lower your voice and take a seat at your house table. Everything will be explained momentarily. There is no need to act in such a disrespectful manner." She chided her.

Tia looked at the librarian and said "I will not lower my voice why are the other houses being treated unfairly and i will not take a seat"

Sophie Melita was one of those people who had forgotten all about the aging process and the fact that 'almost forty' wasn't 'almost four'. The thirty-eight (and a half) year old witch came skipping down between the house tables carrying a plate of cookies in one hand and wearing a huge grin with pink lipstick to match the pink bow in her hair. Her robes were immaculate which was very surprising as she seemed the type for finger painting and she wore a lapel pin bearing the Slytherin coat of arms.

She beamed up at everyone at the staff table and then walked along the front of it, holding out her plate of cookies. "Sophie Melita, new potions professor. Well, not really new as I've taught potions at Hogwarts before but, new to Belle's School of course," she giggled. "So nice to meet you. Have a cookie? I bake them fresh every day, you know. Now don't go asking me for my secret ingredient."

"Oh! A student! How are you dear? Doing okay? Here, have a cookie," she beamed at the student who was making a ruckus, not that Melita noticed.

Madame Kohan sighed quietly, showing only patience on the outside, though she was feeling something quite different on the inside. "I have already said that everything will be explained momentarily. I can understand the complete chaos that you must be feeling right now, but becoming angry and demanding explanation will not help matters. The Headmistress should be able to clear up confusion that you and your classmates may have."

Angela looked up in surprise as a plate of cookies was suddenly stuck in front of her. Raising her eyes, she smiled tentatively. "Hello..Sophie." She greeted. She certainly had a bright personality. "Nice to meet you, and thank you for the offer." She said, selecting a cookie.

"Oh you are most certainly very welcome," she said in a voice which would not have been out of place at the preschool she'd just come from. "And you are? Sorry, I just don't recognize you. We haven't met before have we? Because we have then I would just feel so silly and bad for not remembering. Feel free to stop by my office any time for more. I always have cookies ready."

Sophie Melita took a deep breath after that nearly breathless speech. You honestly couldn't tell that she kept cookies out constantly just by looking t her thin figure. Berty was always pinching her cheeks and telling her she needed to put some meat on her bones but, honestly she just couldn't help that she had a naturally fast metabolism so that no matter how many fattening cookies she ate she was always thin. Poor, dear, Berty didn't have that problem at all. She giggled to herself at the thought (she didn't even pause for breath in her head).

"I hadn't, actually! That's what makes this all so exciting!" she said in an airy sort of way. "Actually, I've run a small nursery up until now. A few mundane plants, a few magical ones. But they're all so very wonderful! I do hope that they are going to like my lessons."

Angela smiled again, quickly warming up to this woman with the plate of rather delicious cookies. "Oh no, I'm sorry. We haven't. I'm Angela Kohan, librarian." She introduced herself. "Always?" She repeated. "Well, I'll tell you what. I'll stop by your office for cookies, and you're welcome to stop by my office for a Chocoball or two when you wish. I have a bit of a sweet tooth." She admitted with a grin.

"Oh well, then we will most certainly become the best of friends. I definitely plan to stop by your office. I'm rather fond of books, myself, though I don't think I could spend all day in a library. I rather like the fun-filled adventures of potion brewing. It's really quite thrilling when you consider that at any moment.... KABOOM!!!!!," Melita dramatically shouted her impression of a cauldron explosion, much like an overly dramatic storyteller might do so. She giggled and then smiled sweetly. "Not that I've ever exploded cauldron myself, of course."

Linnea glowered at the student who had dared to come up to the table and demand answers. She demanded them! And then refused to leave when she had so clearly been dismissed. As the librian handled the issue, Linnea choked back what would have been her retort to the little....girl. See? She wasn't so much like her grandmother.

Her smile did falter a bit. Melita had returned to Hogwarts. With her cookies in tow. Oh dear. Linnea nodded, "Hello...Melita," it was hard not to add "professor" on to that, but Linnea had managed. They were equals now. HA! Then she jumped at the dramatic 'kaboom' of an exploding cauldron. "Are you glad to be back....in a way?" She asked the cookie-laden lady.

Angela chuckled. "Excellent! I'll be looking forward to seeing you there." She said pleased.

Listening with rapt attention as Sophie spoke of potion brewing, Angela nodded a few times in understanding; that is until the woman let out a rather large shout.

Not expecting that, she blinked rapidly and straightened up. Laughing softly again, she smiled. Yes, definitely a bright personality. "Of course not. Sounds like it would be sort of fun, I suppose; as long as the potion isn't one with undesired effects."

"You do see to feel the same way I do about books though; they're always great adventures; opening up unexplored worlds." She added.

Glancing over as a professor addressed Sophie, Angela sent a smile of greeting in her direction.

There was a regal air about the dark haired woman with violet eyes who strutted towards the Staff Table. From her expensive aubergine robes to designer dragonhide heeled boots, she looked out of place in the room. "Eww, what smells?" Xylia Wystan asked loudly as she passed each of the House Tables. "Oh, it's the smell of students. Disgusting."

Finally, she arrived at the Staff Table and sat down. This job was going to be interesting.

"Oh... OH! You were a student, no?" she asked getting a bit overly excited when a younger professor addressed her. Then, she turned animatedly back to Angela. "She was one of my students when I was at Hogwarts, I'm sure."

Sophie shoved her cookies under the girl's nose. "I'll bet you missed my cookies. GO ahead, take one or two... or however many you want," she bounced on the balls of her feet, nearly hitting the girl in the face. "Oops. Sorry, I do get ever so excited at parties."

"Oh I do! I just love Magical Creatures, I really am excited to be back to teach. "The students will sure like what I have planned." Sophie winked. "It's just a shame that it isn't Hogwarts." She said, dropping her voice so that only Angela could hear.

Linnea returned the smile-of-greeting with Angela and then returned her attention to Melita. "Yes, I was, and thank you, it's been a while since I had homemade cookies." Linnea reached forth and took a couple of cookies, barely missing the plate as it came toward her nose. She gave a polite, wary smile, "Of course, don't we all? Otherwise, what's the point in a party?" Her height probably had something to do with that too. People weren't always able to adjust to her small stature quickly.

Ed walked up to the table and smiled as she went over to teacher who looked rather now. "Umm hi. I have a slight problem." she said softly as she brushed her right hand against the evil pink cast on her left wrist. "It has nothing to do with the school." she mentioned in hopes the professor would listen. "It involves my parents." she mumbled softly as she looked down at her shoes.

Sophie was in the middle of a conversation when she was interrupted. She turned her head slowly, as her long blonde hair followed and studied the child. "Hello, and you are?" She asked, raising her brow at the next thing the student said. "What is the problem?" She asked, giving her an encouraging smile.

Edeline felt slightly stupid for interrupting a conversation but she didn't have time. She wasn't sure why her mother was trying to destroy her life but then again it was probably a way to get back at her father as usually. "I'm Edeline Redford." greeted the small girl with bouncy golden curls. "Well my parents have been divorce since I was nine. But it seems my mother wants more custody over me." she said as she tired to explain her plight. Then she remember she still had the letter "This might help more." she added with a very cute smile as she handed over the letter of misery and despair.

She was still trying to figure out if her mother could even do such a thing. "Can she do that ?" she asked nervously as she looked down at her shoes again. Eddie had no idea what was going to happen to her.