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[Taylor]

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Genevieve excused the student quickly, walking into the Great Hall rather hurriedly. She was late for some special meeting with all the teachers. Running a hand through her hair, she looked around quickly. Oddly, no one was here. Looking to the clock, great, her clock had been wrong, so currently, Genevieve was ten minutes early.

Humming quietly, she skipped towards the main table. Looking around, Genevieve sat on top of the clear table.
Rubbing her eyes roughly, she slid back off. Going to her seat slowly, Genevieve sat down, staring at the doors. Genevieve looked down to her stomach, it growled loudly, well, there is a future trip to the kitchens.

Continuing to hum, Genevieve stared at the table, chewing on her tongue lightly.
Hopefully, someone would arrive soon and save her from this boredom.

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[Haine]

Well this was certainly boring. Astronomy lessons were canceled due to the rain, which meant there were no lessons to plan for. Anatole was actually ahead in his marking. The students were behaving. There really was not a single thing to do.
...
Well, except clean, that is.
Anatole hated cleaning. The only problem was that he disliked being unorganized more. And the fact that his office was pretty much covered with bits of parchment certainly hammered the point home that it was time to get down to business.

Grumbling quietly to himself, Anatole sat down at his desk and began to read through and sort the pieces of parchment into piles, depending on whether they were to do with the staff, the students or just had to be thrown away. Let's see... the coming up test for the sixth years. Student pile. A note from the Gryffindork. Throw away. And another note about a staff meeting in ten minutes.
...
Ah crap.

Sure Anatole had ten minutes to get to the great hall, yet he ran it anyway. After all, the astronomy tower was practically on the other side of the castle. He skidded to a halt outside the doors five minutes later, pausing to once again regain his composure. Then he strolled in as if he had just walked the whole way quite contently before stopping, surprised to see that the room was empty except for one other person.

"Please tell me that I'm early and not so late that everyone else has already gone?"

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[Dea]

Well today had started great.

First of all, Rowena had woken up to birds singing, in the middle of winter. Damn you, Salazar.

She'd had an argument with the Sorting Hat, who'd been convinced that she was going to knit him a female hat. Damn you, Salazar.

She'd fallen asleep when she'd supposed to have been grading papers. Somehow, that was still Salazar's fault. Woah. That sounded a bit like...Well, you get it. Thankfully, no one could read her thoughts. Except the Sorting Hat. She'd stay away from him.

She'd then realised it was time for that Staff Meeting. Damn you, Sa-
Wait. That actually wasn't his fault.

She very calmly...Okay, very hectically, sped off towards the Great Hall. She was met by Anatiddle and Genevieve. Time to act all sweet and lady-like.

"Good morning, Genevieve, Anati-ole. It seems no one has turned up yet?" She said, summoning a house elf and, sort of politely, well, as politely as you can be when ordering someone around, ordered them to get a move on with lunch because they were all hungry.

She took her place in her chair, very nicely situated in between Helga's and Salazar's, and - When she said nicely, she meant Helga, of course - settled down and waited for the rest of the teachers.