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Another term at Hogwarts. After a quick check of the Ravenclaw common room, Norman made his way to the Great Hall, and he noticed two things as his bluish-green eyes scanned the dais. For one thing, he was thankfully not one of the last to arrive this time. The other thing he realized? With six terms under his belt, he’d been here longer than almost all of his colleagues; only Strum, the Runes professor, had been here when he started. What was this, three headmasters he’d worked for now? Technically four if you counted the impostor headmaster Lucien Rosier, which Norman didn’t. Thinking of that man still made his blood boil, even after six years!
“Good evening, all,” he greeted his colleagues as he made his way to his seat at the far end of the table, smiling softly to himself at the fact that the two professors who’d been here the longest were seated at the complete opposite ends of the table. Paton’s question was noted and acknowledged with a nod as he passed, though he refrained from answering. They were probably too far apart to chat without shouting across the hall, and nobody needed to be subjected to that noise pollution!
Instead, he turned to one of the new hires seated sort of near him (Ean). “How’s your first official day going so far?” he asked, making an attempt at small talk. He hoped, as he always did, that the new recruits' first feast would be better than his own was!
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led
If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |