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"Oh yeah, they were jus' playin' aroun' like I told 'em no' to, o' course. Los' their balance and fell righ' in, SPLASH!" he finished, clapping his hands to indicate the sound. "Then, would yeh believe it," he said, chuckling, "the one didn' even realize he coul' jus' stand up, so 'e was flailing abou' yelling he couldn' swim." It was funny now that he thought about it, but during the incident he had found it... less than amusing. "So yeh know I had ter pull 'im outta the water and set 'im back in th' boat. Dried 'em off with mah wand faster'n the English fled from Wallace a' Stirling," Alistaire said, giving her a knowing look.

Settling in? "Oh yes, thank yeh, settlin' in jus' fine." Steer... some people just didn't know about highland cattle, especially considering he did have both genders of the creature. "M' cattle, yeh mean? Oh they're doin' jus' fine, jus' fine. Found 'em some Shetland mouse-ear th'other day, I did. Growin' on the edge o' the forest, yeh know; i's Bonny's favorite treat." Now if he could only find some Scottish Primrose for Broc! "Hearty breed, Highland cattle. I expect they'll be right happy here."

Right in, just like that. SPLASH. Annie's eyebrows jumped up and her eyes widened as the groundskeeper went on. Merlin, but he was a good storyteller! She'd forgotten how thick his brogue was... though obviously some people would find it charming. She might just stick to looking at him instead of talking too much. Too much Scottish reminded her of Wesley, and she didn't really want that.

"But good, I'm glad you had a safe trip. It sounds like you handled it well." Annie replied diplomatically. She could forgive him for the dig about the Battle of Stirling... for now... but really, was his Scottish heritage going to be brought up at every meal??

Yes, lovely, his cattle were settling in well. "I'm sure they'll do just fine, as will you. Let me know if you or your cattle," she made certain to use the proper term now, "are ever in need of anything. It will be nice for the students to have an active groundskeeper around." She nodded and picked up her water glass. Hopefully Alistaire would stay for some time now.

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"Yes, I had a wonderful summer. Thanks for asking." This had actually been one of the best summers she'd had in a long time. "How was your summer? Spend a lot of time with your family did you?"

Mmm, good. The Healer always did look more on edge than some of the other staffers. Annie was glad she had had a nice break.

"I did, thank you," the redhead returned. "I think next summer we might take Davie to Egypt. It would be an educational experience for him." And a nice walk down memory lane for she and her husband.

Annie nodded and turned to looking out over the house tables, wondering if it was too soon for the speech or not?

Tea going down the wrong way was most likely what she got for not sharing. Dash was convinced of course. "Excellent. Spent a lot of time in France. How about yours?" He paused for a second. "And the baby?" Since...you know...she had one.

Weird image.

"It was good." Dash answered simply. "And yours? Manage to get any books back?" Had he been working all summer looking for replacements? If not, he should have been.

Waving hand? Oh. Dash lazily held up a few fingers greeting the woman who lived in a wagon.

He gazed at the woman for a few second before raising a brow. "Forgive me, I'm just not used to people looking completely taken back when they are pleased." How silly of him. Dash took a sip of water as yet another students was sorted. It was alright Seren. He was completely oaky with that.

"And no." He replied with his usual smirk. "If that were the case the seat I am sitting in would most likely be empty." Because he would be at home. Out enjoying his money. "It was just....relaxing." It was good. No worries or uncertainties the whole summer and feelings were out in the open.

But on a side note, away from lovely and relaxing summer vacations. "So Seren, i've noticed that the Greenhouse always manages to take a great of damage within the school." Had she noticed? He had hoped, considering she wa s the one cleaning and replanting everything. "You should get a guard of some sort. Flynn or Leo perhaps." Big strong capable men.

The smallest nods in the history of the universe (he would know, he was a history professor) was noted. And Dash could care less. Could the Headmistress just as easily greet them? Yes, and yet she did not. Red heads just had entitlement and anger issues all throughout. This one just both issues through the colour pink.

"Oh good," she mused, eyes on the students, "it was... lovely, just lovely."
And that was really all the had to say about the matter. Much like Lafay and Bellaire, Cece was not the easiest to chat with. Such a shame.. she had good hair.



"Oh, no... sorry... it's just, I'm quite used to you being chipper, it's a good look Dash." Ergo he should keep it up. Positivity and so forth. It would be good for his health too. After attempting to clear her throat, unsuccessfully, Seren continued to sip her water.

She did nod at Dash's observation. Of course he wouldn't be here. Which was a shame, but it was one of those things. "You have a point," she agreed, though money ought not to be the deciding factor of ones life.

Watching as a student was sorted into Gryffindor, Seren beamed. It was always so exciting to get new blood. It was an enjoyable feast thus far, but all good things come to an end at some point, and Dash's comment brought a scowl to her face.
"I assure you, the problem is not with the greenhouses, but with other security protocol and lack of emergency and crisis procedures." And she doubted Flynn or Leo could do anything to offer the structures more protection.

Fingers clenched around her goblet she took a generous swig of her water this time, if not to quench her thirst then certainly to diffuse her emotions.

"It has grown back fast..." She said looking at him and shrugging. "And all the same colour too."

"I'd be happy to share some tea with you, Cece." she said and smirked. "Catch up..." She has some new potions to discuss which could help the Hospital wing. No doubt Cece wanted to hear about the cure she had been given.

"France is overrated, but I'm glad you've enjoyed yourself..." The baby? Oh Right... "Ariadne is fine, thank you, she's beautiful and healthy. I'm lucky Sierra is more of a mother than I will ever be, not to mention the ministry got a new nursery, and Alexander can have her with him at all time..." and she's out of her hair... but yeah, she wouldn't tell anyone that.

Finished with his story, he suddenly realized that he may have given off the impression of not caring that students had been in danger. Even if it wasn't actually dangerous at all. Plus he'd sort of laughed at one of them... This could be bad.

Oh, nevermind. She made a perfectly pleasant response. Crisis averted! "Aye, I will a' that, Headmistress." Let her know, that was. Not that he could think of a scenario in which she could help his cattle better than he could, but stranger things had happened. Especially at Hogwarts.

Having nothing else to say, he picked up his goblet and drank deeply to fill the awkward space. Then Ali was completely distracted by what was in his cup. "Irn-Bru! My favorite!" How had they known?!

Of ALL the nights that he had to be called BACK to London for a sort of emergency conference tonight just HAAAAAAAAAAD to be the night. Yes, it had been fascinating and, quite frankly, legendary to be among some of Europe's top astronomers overseeing their research and listening to their presentation on their findings on a "born again" planetary nebula - which Airey needed to put his seal of approval on as Astronomer Royal - along with a brief discussion on an approaching comet that was estimated to fly within 1.2 million miles of earth...but the former Gryffindor troublemaker really just wanted to be at Hogwarts and his first opening feast since...however long it had been. After what had seemed like HOURS going back and forth on an unofficial name for the comet - which ended up to be named after so-and-so's wife or something to that regard - Airey had zoomed out of the conference room and rushed back to Hogwarts.

It WOULD have been much easier had he been allowed to apparate into Hogwarts directly...but whatever. Rules and safety and all that.

Didn't matter because he was here now! FINALLY! .........and he was late. Oh so very late. "Evening Headmistress," he said as he approached the attractive redheaded woman. "Terribly sorry for the lateness and my sudden departure." Hopefully his patronus message had gotten to Headmistress Truebridge about his sudden departure or else she would feed him to a flesh eating plant like the last Astronomy professor and fire him?. He wasn't that late though...was he?! There still was no food...unless they had all already eaten.

Giggling galaxies he sure hoped this wasn't the case....

After addressing the Headmistressed, the suited astronomer - freshly pressed and dry cleaned by the best muggle dry cleaners in London (FASCINTATING PROCESS!!) - made his way up to the dias and quickly found his seat and slid a rather large box onto the table beside his empty plate. Just a little something he had picked up outside of the dry cleaners at a muggle supermarket as a sort of apology gift to all the staff for his sudden disappearance and lateness to the feast.

He probably should have picked up something less heavy than a box of canned food....oh well!

SPOILER!!: Drama Llama Sophia and Medea

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Sophia frowned."Except no one hated the lesson Calista. They seemed to like those wretched creatures and wanted to keep them." Her frown fell and she took on a very matter of fact tone." And I never denied blowing them up. Those rodents shouldn't have been in my office to begin with so whoever put them there.." She eyed Medea again.."should take full responsibility for that since they were fine where they were."

She regretted nothing at this point.

"Furthermore Calista, I am having a conversation with you and Medea so unless someone were to try reading my lips or eaves dropping they'd have no idea what I'm talking to you about. I'm not one to yell..never did it with my children and I'm certainly not going to strain my throat on you." She sipped her water and looked towards the BoG table. They weren't even looking at the table.

Pfft leave it to Elwood to want to add drama where there was none.

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She didn't particularly mind fighting her own battles, although it felt more like she didn't have a choice but to slouch in her seat a little and glance back and forth between the two professors as if watching a tennis match. Pulling her spoon towards her, she fiddled with it in her lap for a moment before it seemed like she could speak up now.

Ahem, alrighty then.

"No one is suggesting you're raising your voice, Sophia." she said finally, sitting up a little in her seat. "Though I do think pointing fingers at someone vithout clear evidence to support your accusation is a little juvenile, don't you?" The ending point of this claim that Sophia apparently had in mind was still a mystery. Was she hoping Medea would outright confess? Or just to tell her that she knew it was her?

Either way, the spoon was now the defense professor's favorite utensil.

For the love of all tea leaves that clump, why did Sophia have to be so dramatic? Yes she hates Pygmy Puffs and yes they just happened to end up in her office. Did that call for blowing them up? No. And now she was hear pointing fingers and arguing with two of her colleagues who were trying to enjoy a feast.

"Whatever Sophia. You blew up the Pygmy Puffs and I'm okay with it." Callie looked back at her plate with a huff and wished she had some food already. The mashed potatoes were always so fantastic.

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Her concerned look and question caught him off guard. He hadn't been aware that any of his thoughts had colored his face, but they must have. Ruddy bad memories, popping up when I don't want them... He mentally pushed this out of the way.

"Eh? Oh, righ'. Aye, I'm jus' fine." His stomach chose this opportune moment to make a VERY loud manly growl. Ali patted it, saying "'M jus' hungry, yeh know. Lo's o' work wrangling those firs' years." He flashed her a wink.

He didn't look fine but if he said so.

"I'm sure but they are pretty cute all the same." Calista nodded quickly. She only got to teach the little ones on rare occasions. Most of the students didn't take her lessons until they were at least third years but a few more eager ones had signed up early. Ali was hungry, so was she--where was the food Headmistress?! "I'm starving too, I didn't eat lunch today to save room for the Feast." Another giggle.

SPEECH! SPEECH! She fought the urge to start clinking her glass.

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Waving hand? Oh. Dash lazily held up a few fingers greeting the woman who lived in a wagon.

Dash, too cool for real waves. She felt like waving even more towards him but figured that it would be weird so she though...better not.

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Of ALL the nights that he had to be called BACK to London for a sort of emergency conference tonight just HAAAAAAAAAAD to be the night. Yes, it had been fascinating and, quite frankly, legendary to be among some of Europe's top astronomers overseeing their research and listening to their presentation on their findings on a "born again" planetary nebula - which Airey needed to put his seal of approval on as Astronomer Royal - along with a brief discussion on an approaching comet that was estimated to fly within 1.2 million miles of earth...but the former Gryffindor troublemaker really just wanted to be at Hogwarts and his first opening feast since...however long it had been. After what had seemed like HOURS going back and forth on an unofficial name for the comet - which ended up to be named after so-and-so's wife or something to that regard - Airey had zoomed out of the conference room and rushed back to Hogwarts.

It WOULD have been much easier had he been allowed to apparate into Hogwarts directly...but whatever. Rules and safety and all that.

Didn't matter because he was here now! FINALLY! .........and he was late. Oh so very late. "Evening Headmistress," he said as he approached the attractive redheaded woman. "Terribly sorry for the lateness and my sudden departure." Hopefully his patronus message had gotten to Headmistress Truebridge about his sudden departure or else she would feed him to a flesh eating plant like the last Astronomy professor and fire him?. He wasn't that late though...was he?! There still was no food...unless they had all already eaten.

Giggling galaxies he sure hoped this wasn't the case....

After addressing the Headmistressed, the suited astronomer - freshly pressed and dry cleaned by the best muggle dry cleaners in London (FASCINTATING PROCESS!!) - made his way up to the dias and quickly found his seat and slid a rather large box onto the table beside his empty plate. Just a little something he had picked up outside of the dry cleaners at a muggle supermarket as a sort of apology gift to all the staff for his sudden disappearance and lateness to the feast.

He probably should have picked up something less heavy than a box of canned food....oh well!

But seriously though, when was the food getting here?

Calista was beginning to get antsy and she was feeling sloshy after all the water she had drank already to quell her hunger. When she was about to whisper to Medea or the new Flying instructor about the horrible wait and what Annie was playing at for taking so long the Divination Professor watched a skinny blonde man rush up to the table in a strikingly talored suit and sit in the Astronomy chair.

"Apparently they did fill Marion's post." she said to no one in particular. "Hello down there, Calista Elwood, Divination." Callie leaned forward on the table to wave at him. He had a familiar face but she couldn't place it. It was going to bother her though.

He had something with him, you honestly couldn't have missed him as he lugged it up to the table with him. "What'd you bring with you, if you don't mind me asking of course?"

Ah, yes, the groundskeeper had noticed that she had ordered a variety of beverages just for the new staff. She wondered if Abraham would find the Egyptian wine she had picked out for him as well...

Anyway, it was about time she gave her speech. Anastasia glanced at her wrist, realized she had forgotten to put on a watch, and then stood. She waited for complete silence to fall in the hall and magnified her voice, then began the term with the traditional speech.

"Good evening, everyone. Welcome back to another school year, and for those of you who are new to Hogwarts," first years and candidates alike, "welcome. We hope you'll enjoy your stay." She flashed a smile toward the Board table specifically and then continued.

"This year, you'll notice that we have a fifth table joining us. Trust me when I say that will not become a tradition. It is a... temporary honor for us to host the Hogwarts Board of Governors and Board of Governors candidates. Elections are this spring, students, so be prepared for a wave of political fever to sweep the school. Just don't let it distract from your studies."

The redhead smiled again, briefly, and remembered what the Muggle Studies professor had asked her to announce. "On that note, Professor Cerulean," she gestured toward where the woman was seated, "will be forming a debate committee to help plan the first organized... challenge our candidates will face. If you're interested in helping with the planning or decorating, please see the notice on your common room boards and speak to Professor Cerulean in your spare time. If you have questions you would like to ask of the board, or questions you would like to be considered for the debate, please fill out a slip of parchment and submit it to the box outside my office on the second floor.

"Now, a few notices before we eat." Anastasia cleared her throat. "You will all recall the illustrious events from last term... and the resulting tragedy of two of our staff..." she put a hand over her heart, "may they rest in peace. The search was difficult to find suitable replacements for Professors Christiansen and Burbage, but please welcome our new Ancient Runes and Astronomy teachers, Professor Botros and Professor Flamsteed, to Hogwarts. We also had several resignations last term," nothing she could be blamed for, obviously, "and have filled those positions as well. Mrs. James is our new Quidditch Official and Flying Instructor, and Mr. Firth is now our groundskeeper. Please respect them as you would respect their predecessors."

Merlin, she was going to need more than just a glass of water once this speech was over. "Finally, our last congratulations go out to Hogwarts' new Deputy Headmaster, Professor Scabior. Thank you, everyone, that is all. Please enjoy the feast and the rest of your evening. Classes will begin tomorrow."

With that, the redhead resumed her seat and all the delicious food the House Elves had prepared finally appeared on the tables. Time to dine at last!

Well everything was a good look on him. He was a good looking person. Fact.

What was also a fact was how quickly Seren's expression could change. One moment she seemed to be radiating with happiness and the next she appeared as though she could walk through a garden of mandrakes that were screaming their heads off, with no protection at all. "I agree, I agree." Dash held both of his arms out as a sign of peace. "It was only a joke." People who dealt with plants all day didn't understand jokes. He had forgotten. "But yes, you are right." Dash paused. "You should really get on top of that. Do something about it."

Now he was just purposely bugging the woman.


Dash shrugged. The country wasn't as good as Scotland but it really depended on the company rather than the place.

Ah. That was the baby's name. Resisting the urge to rase a brow at the thought of a seventeen year old parting her sister, Dash just nodded. "Running the Ministry with a baby in tow. Sounds like a plan." He took another sip of his drink. "Obviously you've got the better end of that deal." Parenting was so much harder when they were younger.

Eyes flickering over to the Headmistress, as she FINALLY decided that it was time for her speech, Dash leaned back in his chair. Was he suppose to listen? Yes, yes. Most likely. Because everything she was saying was apparently important.

Like welcoming the governors and the candidates. And the deaths of the old staff members. And the new staff members! He only really latched on to what she was saying when she said her bit about the debates and when she reached the end.

Because the end meant that he would finally get to eat and perhaps go down to the governor tab-Dash blinked. Annie's speech had finished and she sat down completely cool however.....

What?

New Deputy Headmaster?

The woman had given him NO notice at all, NO sign, no anything! He had assumed that she had given someone else the job and yet....the History of Magic Professor leaned forward in his chair and before you knew it a large smug smirk was plastered right on his face.

Yeah. He was him. So why would she give the job to anyone competing against him? That would just be stupid.

"'Oye. You could have given me a heads up, you know." Miss Headmistress.

Calista Elwood, this shouldn't be hard to remember. Ab inclined his head at her once again in greeting. If there wasn't two chairs and students' chatter around, he'd probably mention how much involved he was in divination. Maybe later. Although it was next to impossible that he'd climb all those steps up to her tower. He'll find a way.

"Abraham works, yes." He reached over for the glass of water in front of him and with slight trembling hand brought it to his mouth, but the numbers lady proposed and it was kind of impolite to drink water when someone proposed to you. Laughing, Botros put down the water and patted her hand, "He'll come, I'm sure." What, no more young men interested in numbers? "However, that's very flattering." He wanted to say something more but the headmistress was up on her feet.

Abraham respectfully lowered his head when Ethan's wife mentioned the two gone professors. It was very unfortunate. When his subject's name popped up, he looked up and solemnly nodded at the students. Soon, the subject of death and spirits was done. The old man's eyes softened at the food spread out in front of them, it was kind of familiar and completely new at the same time. Maybe original is the word. He made a mental note that'd probably be forgotten by tomorrow to go down and say hello to the house-elves.

Looking sideways at the number lady, "This makes me feel riveting again. I beleive there is no quiet year at Hogwarts still." A faint chuckle, followed by a short cough. He should eat something quickly and get to bed, this day had been blissfully draining.

Seren eyed the man skeptically. Joking? Or constructive criticism gone wrong? At any rate, she couldn't stay mad for long. Her features softened, and after a brief moment nodded in agreement.

Good. They did see eye to eye on the matter.




Seren placed her goblet back on the table and folded her hands in her lap for Annie's address. New beginnings, is what it all sounded like, the acclimatising and moving forward.

Mildly shocked, at Annie's choice of Deputy, Seren didn't show it on her face. Applauding the speech and Dash's success, Seren offered him a bright smile.
"Congratulations... Deputy."

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Calista was beginning to get antsy and she was feeling sloshy after all the water she had drank already to quell her hunger. When she was about to whisper to Medea or the new Flying instructor about the horrible wait and what Annie was playing at for taking so long the Divination Professor watched a skinny blonde man rush up to the table in a strikingly talored suit and sit in the Astronomy chair.

"Apparently they did fill Marion's post." she said to no one in particular. "Hello down there, Calista Elwood, Divination." Callie leaned forward on the table to wave at him. He had a familiar face but she couldn't place it. It was going to bother her though.

He had something with him, you honestly couldn't have missed him as he lugged it up to the table with him. "What'd you bring with you, if you don't mind me asking of course?"

Finally settling into his seat and relaxing his shoulders a bit, Airey found that

Oh! There was someone talking to him! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEY! Airey's head snapped around and he looked at the attractive blonde women waving at him from a little down the table. He returned the way with just a little more vigor and enthusiasm along with a rather big grin. "Airey Flamsteed, Astronomy," he greeted back, still with the somewhat overly confident grin on his face. Good thing he had worn his favorite and best suit tonight. But then his face fell and he tried his best to cover his slight look of SHOCK on his face when he heard not only the rubbish subject she taught but that it also implied that the person who he shared a tower with and had the living standards of a troll was... "Calista, nice to meet you."

Could he offer to clean her part of the tower?

He was even going to do so when she asked about the box he had with him. "Oh, this?" he said as he tapped the box and removed the lid. "I picked up some steak tartar at this small muggle supermarket on my way here." Had been right next to the dry cleaners. He had been a bit surprised by how cheap it had been actually...but muggles were always surprising him. He opened the box and took out one of the cans and tried not to shiver at the company's chosen mascot character. Felines...fur...UUUUG! Glancing back at the Divination professor, he slid one of the cans down the table to her. "Muggles call it Fancy Feast because it makes all feasts more fancy," he said, trying to sound like he actually knew what he was talking about. "Very smart of them to label it so simply, don't you think?" Honestly, muggles were simply fascinating!

Speaking of which...which one of these people was the Muggle Studies professor? He had a book list of questions to ask them.

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"Now, a few notices before we eat." Anastasia cleared her throat. "You will all recall the illustrious events from last term... and the resulting tragedy of two of our staff..." she put a hand over her heart, "may they rest in peace. The search was difficult to find suitable replacements for Professors Christiansen and Burbage, but please welcome our new Ancient Runes and Astronomy teachers, Professor Botros and Professor Flamsteed, to Hogwarts. We also had several resignations last term," nothing she could be blamed for, obviously, "and have filled those positions as well. Mrs. James is our new Quidditch Official and Flying Instructor, and Mr. Firth is now our groundskeeper. Please respect them as you would respect their predecessors."

He was about to suggest she go ahead and try some now - because he was rather curious about the flavor himself - when the Headmistress stood and gave her speech. Pushing the box to the side again, he gave the woman her full attention and then some and tried to resist bouncing a little in his seat. Yes, he would be sticking with water at this feast. No more coffee or sugary drinks unless they wanted him literally bouncing off the walls of the castle.

When he heard the name of the late Astronomy professor, he lowered his head and gave a moment of silence. He had not been anything more than an acquaintance of the woman, but had spoken with her on occasion due to her stargazing interest and occasional publication she submitted to the Royal Astronomical Society, but it was a tragic thing nonetheless.

And then he heard his name, which caused him to quite literally jump to his feet and nod his head first towards the Headmistress and then towards the tables of students. Students like he had once been, which is why he sent a knowing smirk towards the Gryffindor table before sitting down again.

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Merlin, she was going to need more than just a glass of water once this speech was over. "Finally, our last congratulations go out to Hogwarts' new Deputy Headmaster, Professor Scabior. Thank you, everyone, that is all. Please enjoy the feast and the rest of your evening. Classes will begin tomorrow."

With that, the redhead resumed her seat and all the delicious food the House Elves had prepared finally appeared on the tables. Time to dine at last!

Offering his slightly over enthusiastic applause to whoever Professor Scabior was at the staff table, Airey grabbed his fork and knife in anticipation for the coming meal and was not disappointed. Brought him right back to his Hogwarts days.

"Oooooh," he whispered in excitement when he noticed the small basket of plain crackers that had appeared. Why yes, these would go lovely with this canned tartar. Grabbing a can from the box and removing the lid, he wrinkled his nose slightly at the smell. Was this what tartar smelled liked? He had never had it before so he wouldn't know. Then again, there were loads of smelly foods that ended up tasting delicious.

Spooning himself a rather large helping of the tartar onto the cracker, he quickly popped it into his mouth without a second thought.

"SPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Coughing, gasping and gagging up a storm, Airey turned to his right and promptly spit the contents of his mouth out...and onto the woman sitting next to him. Not realizing this just yet, he grabbed the can to look for an expiration date on it. WHY would muggles sell him spoiled tartar?!

Cece was still busy looking over the student tables when her attention was brought back to the staff table. "Oh, that sounds like it will be a lovely trip." For the adults maybe, but the child, turning a vacation into an educational experience for him. How boring for him. Of course she would never say that to her boss, who was now looking elsewhere,

She turned back to her left just in time to hear Seren say she had a lovely summer. She gave the woman a polite smile as her attention was drawn a little futher down the table.

"Yes, tea and catching up sounds perfect." The women hadn't had a proper talk in quite some time now. It was well overdue.

For now though she would be listening to the headmistress give her speech.

Looking back out at the students she was watching for any misbehavior going on during the speech. Of course she was also listening too.

Yeah, yeah, welcome back, fifth table, debates, new staff, blah, blah, blah. Typical speech, nothing special...

O______O

HeadCASEMistress say WHAT?!

Cece did NOT just here that. This woman could not have possibly made Dashbag the Deputy Headmaster... could she?

Looking over towards the History of Magic professor and seeing that smirk on his face she knew it was true. The man had been made second in command.

Merlin help them all.

Not even bothering to congratulate the man she turned back to looked at the headmistress. Do you know what you've done woman? Well, do you?

She would be writing William about this one. She was sure he would love a good laugh to hear this bit of information.

... Oh Merlin... who was this now? He looked like a child in his father's suit.

Well... it wasn't as if she though she was going to get the job... The headmistress seemed to not like her company... but Dash? Hecate had thought Bentley would be a better candidate... even the dreadful Hufflepuff head of house who had as much seniority as she herself had... He probably bullied or cunfunded his way into the position... or he may have something on the Headmistress... Or something else... something her husband may not be privy to?

... good for him.

"Yes, I do have the better end of the deal." She admitted with a shrug.

"Tsk Tsk, Come now, Dash... let's not be modest... you knew all along you'd get the position. What with your... ambition, and talent..." in digging up dirt. Who knew the man was so conniving... She would have loved to know what he had on the Headmistress... and if she could use it to her own advantage. "Congratulation..." she added with a smirk.

Spoooo? What was the boyman saying? He began coughing up his food... did he take a look at the Groundskeeper's Kilt mid swallow too?

Hecate stood from her seat... She was going to head to the Slytherin table, but before she did she walked to the Healer who was seated beside Dash... and leaned over to Cece, not caring if Dash could hear. "You realize there will be no living with him now..."

Deputy Big-Head Master...

She stood straight and made her way to the Slytherin Table.

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"It's a pleasure to meet you Erin," she beamed, delighted that this one was a friendly one too. Bonus!
Oddly enough, though she knew Erin was filling Vindictus's shoes, it occured to her that Erin might not know her role. Even though she was clearly sitting in the Herbologists seat. Small details took getting used to.
"Sorry, so rude of me.. I'm herbology," she added indicating her subject area. "If you ever need anything, flowers, dung, tea... I'd be happy to sort you out."

Friendly smiles all around! This was the best kind of atmosphere, wasn't it? Everyone was so warm and welcoming; quite the chatterboxes, too, but that wasn't an unappealing quality for staff members to have, Erin supposed. Ah! So this was the Herbology Professor - she seemed nice enough, though Erin stole a subtle glance at Annie as she wondered if the Headmistress would take over Seren's position if the woman left the school. Surely she would, Erin assumed, and wondered if there was any resentment on Annie's part that the Herbology position was currently taken. Of course, Erin knew the Headmistress had the power to let Seren go at any time, but... her friend wouldn't do that just so she could teach the subject, surely.

Still, Erin returned a soft, kind smile to Seren and offered a gentle nod of understanding. "Thank you, dear. I appreciate the gesture." Though she didn't think she was going to need dung any time soon.

Text Cut: Leo

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Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

The blond short haired woman’s head appeared in Leo’s line of sight again introducing herself as Erin James, the new flying instructor like he had assumed when she had taken one of the seats close to the headmistress. It had been where Max had been seated after all."If you ever are in need of books of any kind then you should stop by the library. We’ve got both muggle and magical authors and a wide range of genres from detective stories to handbooks on gardening." Leo said. His mind shifted back to the tattered section of the library again and sighed heavily. Would it ever be glimmering again?

"I will be sure to do that, thank you," Erin replied with another genuinely kind smile. "That sounds lovely. And if you need any assistance with restoration of the library... I would be more than happy to help. Just say the word." Augh. After hearing of the events of last term both from the Prophet and a first-hand account from her son, Erin was quite glad she hadn't been present for the horrible events that had occurred last term.

And she was silently begging Merlin for a deathless, easy term every chance she had.

Text Cut: Callie

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Ooh handshake.

"Nice too meet you Erin." She shook her hand, bangles flying as usual. James...the last name sounded familiar but she couldn't place it. Must just because it's a fairly common one. "Oh that's wonderful, I was never a very good flyer, but I really enjoy attending the matches though." She had been cheering for Ravenclaw last term and would most likely do the same again.

The dress? Callie honestly didn't remember where she had gotten it but the compliment was recieved the same. "Thanks so much, your's is lovely too. Very...statement worthy. Yeah that's what it does." She nodded, looking at it again. It made her look younger, certainly. "Oh, me? This term will be my third on staff. Have you ever taught before?"

Erin's eyebrows shot up in surprise at the Divination Professor's confession. She couldn't fly well? Really? That was a downright shame - everyone should be able to fly! No, no... she couldn't let that comment pass without offering to help. "I'm glad you enjoy the game, but if you have an interest in brushing up on your flying skills..." A glint of excitement and deep thought shone in the Flying Professor's eyes. "...I would be more than happy to help you - either on the side, or you could come to a flying lesson!" She laughed as she spoke to ease any tension - she was only kind of joking, though. "I mean, perhaps there are others like you on staff - I'm sure the students would be encouraged by and take comfort in seeing some of their professors working on flying skills, too - you don't have to give me any sort of answer now," she said quickly, "as I don't mean to pressure you - just know the offer is out there." For Callie and all the professors, really, even though none of the others seemed to be listening in on their conversation.

Statement-worthy? Hah. "Oh thank you, dear." Hopefully a good statement, at that, and not one of pompousness or snobbery. "Ah, third time's the charm, as they say - kudos to you! Me? No, not really - not in an actual teaching position, anyway. I taught both of my sons and tried to guide the Arrows as needed with more advanced skills, but that's about as far as my teaching experience goes." How hard could it end up being to teach students to fly, though? She knew flying inside and out; she was arguably better at it than walking.

Text Cut: Fina

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For a moment or two, Fina hadn't been sure the woman had heard her. But then she saw the grin and smiled back, relieved, that her recollection hadn't been completely off-guard. "I wouldn't know. Unfortunately, I never spent much time watching quidditch during my student days," she admitted, dismissively. "But I do remember the team coming into the common room after practice - or maybe it was a game, I forget - which is how I remember your face." Aged a bit, of course, but still similar enough.

"Ah," Erin replied with a solemn nod. Fina had been one of THOSE students - the few who skipped out on Quidditch matches. Either she had little house pride, little tolerance for social events or crowds, or... she was a nutter who didn't care for the sport. Whatever the case, the woman was a professor now. Surely she had changed her ways and looked to support her students at every opportunity, so Erin kept her calm, sincere smile as she commented, "It must have been wonderful to see the house win the Cup last term, I imagine." She drew her gaze toward the Hufflepuff table and allowed her eyes to scan through the unfamiliar faces. Though they had defeated her disheartened son's team, Erin was happy all the same that Hufflepuff had been crowned the Quidditch Cup Champions the previous term.

And even though she surely wouldn't admit it to Max, Fina, or anyone (besides Annie) for that matter, she hoped Hufflepuff would make her proud during her first term on staff.

Text Cut: Speeeech

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Ah, yes, the groundskeeper had noticed that she had ordered a variety of beverages just for the new staff. She wondered if Abraham would find the Egyptian wine she had picked out for him as well...

Anyway, it was about time she gave her speech. Anastasia glanced at her wrist, realized she had forgotten to put on a watch, and then stood. She waited for complete silence to fall in the hall and magnified her voice, then began the term with the traditional speech.

"Good evening, everyone. Welcome back to another school year, and for those of you who are new to Hogwarts," first years and candidates alike, "welcome. We hope you'll enjoy your stay." She flashed a smile toward the Board table specifically and then continued.

"This year, you'll notice that we have a fifth table joining us. Trust me when I say that will not become a tradition. It is a... temporary honor for us to host the Hogwarts Board of Governors and Board of Governors candidates. Elections are this spring, students, so be prepared for a wave of political fever to sweep the school. Just don't let it distract from your studies."

The redhead smiled again, briefly, and remembered what the Muggle Studies professor had asked her to announce. "On that note, Professor Cerulean," she gestured toward where the woman was seated, "will be forming a debate committee to help plan the first organized... challenge our candidates will face. If you're interested in helping with the planning or decorating, please see the notice on your common room boards and speak to Professor Cerulean in your spare time. If you have questions you would like to ask of the board, or questions you would like to be considered for the debate, please fill out a slip of parchment and submit it to the box outside my office on the second floor.

"Now, a few notices before we eat." Anastasia cleared her throat. "You will all recall the illustrious events from last term... and the resulting tragedy of two of our staff..." she put a hand over her heart, "may they rest in peace. The search was difficult to find suitable replacements for Professors Christiansen and Burbage, but please welcome our new Ancient Runes and Astronomy teachers, Professor Botros and Professor Flamsteed, to Hogwarts. We also had several resignations last term," nothing she could be blamed for, obviously, "and have filled those positions as well. Mrs. James is our new Quidditch Official and Flying Instructor, and Mr. Firth is now our groundskeeper. Please respect them as you would respect their predecessors."

Merlin, she was going to need more than just a glass of water once this speech was over. "Finally, our last congratulations go out to Hogwarts' new Deputy Headmaster, Professor Scabior. Thank you, everyone, that is all. Please enjoy the feast and the rest of your evening. Classes will begin tomorrow."

With that, the redhead resumed her seat and all the delicious food the House Elves had prepared finally appeared on the tables. Time to dine at last!

As Annie rose to give her speech, Erin suddenly found herself wishing she wasn't positioned right next to her as hundreds of eyes turned in their direction. She plastered on a soft, wrinkly-eyed smile and gave the Headmistress her attention. Talk of the Board of Governors caused Erin's gaze to drift to the fifth table in the hall; she offered a supportive grin in their direction. Politics were usually uninteresting, but as this particular sector revolved around the well-being of the school, Erin was eager to see what each candidate was going to bring to the table.

And then there was the bit about the new professors. Their numbers were many, weren't they? It made sense, of course - two of the subjects had lost instructors to a man-eating plant. Vindictus' departure was sad, of course; she peered out at the students and noted the solemnness that followed Annie's reminder of his resignation, but managed a warm, inviting smile upon being introduced. And... someone named Scabior was the new Deputy Headmaster? That was a vaguely familiar surname; she couldn't quite place where she knew it from, but Erin followed the other staff members' gazes to a man who looked simply smitten by the announcement.

That was nice.

"Excellent speech, Annie," Erin commented nonchalantly - once again, she would have expected nothing less - and happily directed her attention to the food. Mmm.

Fina blinked over at Calista; had she offended the woman by something like that? What was wrong with mention friends? Or was it family? Oh Merlin, she really didn't know her colleagues much at all.

"Look forward to it," she said, still puzzled by Callie's reaction.

"Traveled to Italy and spent some time there, but that's about it." Nothing to crazy and lodging was .... free, so she couldn't really complain. Even if she was glad to be back at Hogwarts. "But that's good."

Seeing Annie stand up, she tilted her head and attention over toward the redhead, oblivious to the fact that someone had taken the seat next to her [finally].


Lots of formalities mentioned along with some introductions too. She met Botros and Mrs James .... she was going to HAVE to formally meet Mr Kilt-wearing Firth over there .... and then there was Flamsteed, the new astronomy professor, who Fina just took notice that he had taken his seat. When had he arrived anyway and why had she JUST noticed now?

BUT .... NO.

What was that?!? EVERETT SCABIOR was the new second-in-command?! How could Anastasia go from ONE big-head to another?! That was just ....

Gritting her teeth, she took a sip of water from her goblet to calm herself. He must have totally slipped her something during his interview. The man was a Slytherin, which meant cunning, which meant he would use any means to achieve what he wanted. Which also meant, he tricked Anastasia. Sigh.

Completely forgetting a moment of what she had jokingly asked the Runes Professor, she was brought back to reality and the present at hearing her neighbor laugh. Abraham, okay. Good. "Fair enough, Abraham. Then I suppose you best call me Josephina." Since they were going with full names and all. He'll come? Oh, her prince. Half of her wanted to believe that was true, but on the other hand, she wasn't so sure of anything anymore.

"If the runes say it." Which she had no idea if the runes COULD say it. Her sister would know. "But well, welcome." In case the Headmistress didn't make him feel welcome enough. "So what were you doing before you came across this teaching position?"

....

O_________________O

The last thing Josephina expected was for the person next to her to start a couphing spasm of ............EW!??! Was THAT CAT FOOD on her new dress?!? It smelled disgusting. And now Bristol was going to be ALL over her lap the moment she entered her office that evening.

"Why in Wenlock's theorem are eating cat food?" Fina said, flicking a piece of the fishy lumps off her dress. "And you really ought to get to know a girl before you start throwing up on her." Proper etiquette and all; did this new hire have none?

Oh good; Erin seemed to understand. "Don't worry, I've developed a greater appreciation for the sport since I've graduated. And I even learned to fly on a broom!" Yes, she was very ecstatic about that, much thanks to a certain Eliana and Treyen. "Both cups. It was indeed wonderful and I'm very proud of my Hufflepuffs. They're a great bunch of hardworkers and immensely loyal. It's nice to see them working and striving together." She hoped they knew just how proud she was of them; some of them knew, at least.

SPOILER!!: The Bunz, big announcement, and Dash

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Ah, yes, the groundskeeper had noticed that she had ordered a variety of beverages just for the new staff. She wondered if Abraham would find the Egyptian wine she had picked out for him as well...

Anyway, it was about time she gave her speech. Anastasia glanced at her wrist, realized she had forgotten to put on a watch, and then stood. She waited for complete silence to fall in the hall and magnified her voice, then began the term with the traditional speech.

"Good evening, everyone. Welcome back to another school year, and for those of you who are new to Hogwarts," first years and candidates alike, "welcome. We hope you'll enjoy your stay." She flashed a smile toward the Board table specifically and then continued.

"This year, you'll notice that we have a fifth table joining us. Trust me when I say that will not become a tradition. It is a... temporary honor for us to host the Hogwarts Board of Governors and Board of Governors candidates. Elections are this spring, students, so be prepared for a wave of political fever to sweep the school. Just don't let it distract from your studies."

The redhead smiled again, briefly, and remembered what the Muggle Studies professor had asked her to announce. "On that note, Professor Cerulean," she gestured toward where the woman was seated, "will be forming a debate committee to help plan the first organized... challenge our candidates will face. If you're interested in helping with the planning or decorating, please see the notice on your common room boards and speak to Professor Cerulean in your spare time. If you have questions you would like to ask of the board, or questions you would like to be considered for the debate, please fill out a slip of parchment and submit it to the box outside my office on the second floor.

"Now, a few notices before we eat." Anastasia cleared her throat. "You will all recall the illustrious events from last term... and the resulting tragedy of two of our staff..." she put a hand over her heart, "may they rest in peace. The search was difficult to find suitable replacements for Professors Christiansen and Burbage, but please welcome our new Ancient Runes and Astronomy teachers, Professor Botros and Professor Flamsteed, to Hogwarts. We also had several resignations last term," nothing she could be blamed for, obviously, "and have filled those positions as well. Mrs. James is our new Quidditch Official and Flying Instructor, and Mr. Firth is now our groundskeeper. Please respect them as you would respect their predecessors."

Merlin, she was going to need more than just a glass of water once this speech was over. "Finally, our last congratulations go out to Hogwarts' new Deputy Headmaster, Professor Scabior. Thank you, everyone, that is all. Please enjoy the feast and the rest of your evening. Classes will begin tomorrow."

With that, the redhead resumed her seat and all the delicious food the House Elves had prepared finally appeared on the tables. Time to dine at last!

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles

Eyes flickering over to the Headmistress, as she FINALLY decided that it was time for her speech, Dash leaned back in his chair. Was he suppose to listen? Yes, yes. Most likely. Because everything she was saying was apparently important.

Like welcoming the governors and the candidates. And the deaths of the old staff members. And the new staff members! He only really latched on to what she was saying when she said her bit about the debates and when she reached the end.

Because the end meant that he would finally get to eat and perhaps go down to the governor tab-Dash blinked. Annie's speech had finished and she sat down completely cool however.....

What?

New Deputy Headmaster?

The woman had given him NO notice at all, NO sign, no anything! He had assumed that she had given someone else the job and yet....the History of Magic Professor leaned forward in his chair and before you knew it a large smug smirk was plastered right on his face.

Yeah. He was him. So why would she give the job to anyone competing against him? That would just be stupid.

"'Oye. You could have given me a heads up, you know." Miss Headmistress.

FINALLY!

Calista was starting to wonder if the Headmistress had fallen asleep with her eyes open or had just decided the she wasn't hungry and the rest of them were just going to have to starve. But the redhead stood up just a seat away and began to address them all.

She mentioned something about the Board of Governors and the table of the candidates running for the empty spots as she pointed to the extra table below their own. Hmmm...they were a diverse group, weren't they? The blonde had wished that Anastasia had introduced them but really could probably read about it in the Prophet the next morning.

The next thing she brought up was the flow of new staff members who had filled in the empty spaces at the Table. Callie had officially gotten to meet each of them but she was by no means done. She would talk more after she'd eaten of course.

Just when it seemed the speech was coming to an end and Elwood could practically smell the mashed potatoes in the room below the Great Hall where the Elves magic-ed the food up to them, the Headmistress snuck a little surprise in for them all to hear. Dash....Everett was the new Deputy Headmaster?!

Pooo...Callie had thought her interview went well enough but it just went to show that the Headmistress really was threatened by her quirkiness and relaxed sense of style. Fine, she didn't care. She realized if it was meant to be she would have gotten it and would have Seen it.

Food, it's about time. The Divination Professor gave another defeated wave down the table to the History of Magic Professor and then jammed a spoonful of potatoes into her mouth.

SPOILER!!: Airey/Pixie

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Finally settling into his seat and relaxing his shoulders a bit, Airey found that

Oh! There was someone talking to him! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEY! Airey's head snapped around and he looked at the attractive blonde women waving at him from a little down the table. He returned the way with just a little more vigor and enthusiasm along with a rather big grin. "Airey Flamsteed, Astronomy," he greeted back, still with the somewhat overly confident grin on his face. Good thing he had worn his favorite and best suit tonight. But then his face fell and he tried his best to cover his slight look of SHOCK on his face when he heard not only the rubbish subject she taught but that it also implied that the person who he shared a tower with and had the living standards of a troll was... "Calista, nice to meet you."

Could he offer to clean her part of the tower?

He was even going to do so when she asked about the box he had with him. "Oh, this?" he said as he tapped the box and removed the lid. "I picked up some steak tartar at this small muggle supermarket on my way here." Had been right next to the dry cleaners. He had been a bit surprised by how cheap it had been actually...but muggles were always surprising him. He opened the box and took out one of the cans and tried not to shiver at the company's chosen mascot character. Felines...fur...UUUUG! Glancing back at the Divination professor, he slid one of the cans down the table to her. "Muggles call it Fancy Feast because it makes all feasts more fancy," he said, trying to sound like he actually knew what he was talking about. "Very smart of them to label it so simply, don't you think?" Honestly, muggles were simply fascinating!

Speaking of which...which one of these people was the Muggle Studies professor? He had a book list of questions to ask them.

He was about to suggest she go ahead and try some now - because he was rather curious about the flavor himself - when the Headmistress stood and gave her speech. Pushing the box to the side again, he gave the woman her full attention and then some and tried to resist bouncing a little in his seat. Yes, he would be sticking with water at this feast. No more coffee or sugary drinks unless they wanted him literally bouncing off the walls of the castle.

When he heard the name of the late Astronomy professor, he lowered his head and gave a moment of silence. He had not been anything more than an acquaintance of the woman, but had spoken with her on occasion due to her stargazing interest and occasional publication she submitted to the Royal Astronomical Society, but it was a tragic thing nonetheless.

And then he heard his name, which caused him to quite literally jump to his feet and nod his head first towards the Headmistress and then towards the tables of students. Students like he had once been, which is why he sent a knowing smirk towards the Gryffindor table before sitting down again.

Offering his slightly over enthusiastic applause to whoever Professor Scabior was at the staff table, Airey grabbed his fork and knife in anticipation for the coming meal and was not disappointed. Brought him right back to his Hogwarts days.

"Oooooh," he whispered in excitement when he noticed the small basket of plain crackers that had appeared. Why yes, these would go lovely with this canned tartar. Grabbing a can from the box and removing the lid, he wrinkled his nose slightly at the smell. Was this what tartar smelled liked? He had never had it before so he wouldn't know. Then again, there were loads of smelly foods that ended up tasting delicious.

Spooning himself a rather large helping of the tartar onto the cracker, he quickly popped it into his mouth without a second thought.

"SPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Coughing, gasping and gagging up a storm, Airey turned to his right and promptly spit the contents of his mouth out...and onto the woman sitting next to him. Not realizing this just yet, he grabbed the can to look for an expiration date on it. WHY would muggles sell him spoiled tartar?!

He seemed excited to be there that was for certain. Callie finally got him to lean down and listen as she spoke and he introduced himself. Airey? What a cool and interesting name. "Nice to meet you Airey, and Astronomy that's great! We'll be Tower-mates." she grinned. It would be nice to have someone up there again now that Marion was gone, may she rest in peace.

She was a bit confused by what the guy had said was in the box because of the noise--all she had heard was Feast. "Yeah, it is a Feast. We have one at the beginning and end of term. Did you go to Hogwarts?" she said loudly so that he could hear all of what she was saying. But the Headmistress was beginning to speak so that wasn't going to work really, she did however catch the can that was scooted down to her.

"Fancy Feast? What the--" She said outloud looking at the cat food. Oh Merlin.

Once Annie had finished her speech and Callie had given Dash a look, Calista turned back to Airey. "This is cat food!" She said giggling but just as she had said it the blonde man was spitting the stuff all over Fina. Awww poor woman.

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Erin's eyebrows shot up in surprise at the Divination Professor's confession. She couldn't fly well? Really? That was a downright shame - everyone should be able to fly! No, no... she couldn't let that comment pass without offering to help. "I'm glad you enjoy the game, but if you have an interest in brushing up on your flying skills..." A glint of excitement and deep thought shone in the Flying Professor's eyes. "...I would be more than happy to help you - either on the side, or you could come to a flying lesson!" She laughed as she spoke to ease any tension - she was only kind of joking, though. "I mean, perhaps there are others like you on staff - I'm sure the students would be encouraged by and take comfort in seeing some of their professors working on flying skills, too - you don't have to give me any sort of answer now," she said quickly, "as I don't mean to pressure you - just know the offer is out there." For Callie and all the professors, really, even though none of the others seemed to be listening in on their conversation.

Statement-worthy? Hah. "Oh thank you, dear." Hopefully a good statement, at that, and not one of pompousness or snobbery. "Ah, third time's the charm, as they say - kudos to you! Me? No, not really - not in an actual teaching position, anyway. I taught both of my sons and tried to guide the Arrows as needed with more advanced skills, but that's about as far as my teaching experience goes." How hard could it end up being to teach students to fly, though? She knew flying inside and out; she was arguably better at it than walking.

Brush up on her flying skills? Like...take the lessons? Wait, with the kids?!

"Ohhh that's very nice of you Erin, it really is but--" she paused as the woman continued to offer very kindly, Callie smiling all the while. Finally the woman mentioned other staff and the fact that she could do them just with her if she wanted. That wasn't so bad but really with the students wouldn't be too bad either if they weren't good as well. "Well....I guess it wouldn't hurt. I've always knew that I should try to learn again. I was just so bad at it back when I was in school at Salem I never tried. Been mostly Apparating to get from place to place." She grinned sheepishly to the woman. It was so nice of her to offer to help her out. The Divination professor would have to think about it now.

Kudos? Yeah kudos to her! "Yes, I guess so. Although I would have to say my lessons have all gone well so far." Nearly no one had gotten hurt and only a few odd things had happened and she had even had a lesson involving archery last term! It was interesting to hear about how she had done more unorthodox teaching before, with her kids and teammates. "But really it's all the same, teaching. As long as you've got patience and a love for the subject." She spoke in between bites of boiled chicken. She had began eating again once the taught of Flying Lessons had passed.

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Originally Posted by Kaos.Doodles

"'Oye. You could have given me a heads up, you know." Miss Headmistress.

Annie started helping herself to roasted vegetables, a smirk of her own starting to spread on her face. She knew Dash was looking at her, but she risked laughing out loud and catching the rest of the staff's shocked expressions if she looked back. Yes, so she liked to surprise people sometimes. So what? He'd earned the position, even if he did have a poison tongue. He also came highly recommended.

So she all she said back to the new deputy was, "You're welcome. We can discuss the pay raise later." When she made him start doing stuff.

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

"SPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Annie could hear that spitting sound even all the way down at her end of the table, and she put her fork down to lean forward and give the Astronomy professor a concerned look.

"Forget to chew, Flamsteed?" Really, what in Merlin's pants was he eating?

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"Excellent speech, Annie," Erin commented nonchalantly - once again, she would have expected nothing less - and happily directed her attention to the food. Mmm.

"Thank you, Erin dear." Annie resumed her eating and then remembered something she wanted to mention to her old/new friend. "Remind me to have you up for team some time soon. I started collecting brooms a while back, and although I haven't added anything new to my collection in recent years," Merlin knew she'd been busy, "I'd like to get your thoughts on what I do have so far."

She nodded and finished her meal, then moved on down to the Board of Governors table for a few words with friends.

Cute... that was definitely a female word. Because he never would have used that word to describe these children himself. Although, the one who was missing her dog... It did tug on the heartstrings a bit.

Save room? "Tha's a good idea, actually. Bu' I'm famished withou' doin' tha', so I'd probably keel over if I joined yeh." And subsequently fall out of his boat on the way across the Lake. Yeah, bad idea.

But then he quieted down to listen to the Headmistress.


He graciously inclined his head a bit as Annie mentioned him. Most of the students had already seen him or at least heard him bellowing for first years back at the station. No need to stand up or anything, then.

Ah, a new Deputy. I'll have to congratulate him later. Ali glanced at the rest of the returning staff. They seemed... Stunned, honestly. He had yet to learn the politics and grudges between the current staff. But any way, it certainly couldn't hurt to wish the man well, right? He leaned forward and flashed him a smile which was likely unnoticed.