|Quentin Trimble (notyourdada) wrote in wished,|
@ 2010-09-02 11:51:00
|Entry tags:||!2003: 09, penelope clearwater, quentin trimble|
Who: Quentin Trimble and Penelope Clearwater.
When: September 2nd. Lunchtime.
Where: Hogwarts. Teacher's lounge.
What: First day of classes conversation and a discovery!
Thus far everything was going swimmingly. Of course it was only mid-way through the first official day of classes, but everything was off to a good start, and Quentin was much pleased. He had settled into his position of Head of Ravenclaw House, thus far with few problems. His Prefects were quite good, he could tell, and his students all seemed wide eyed and eager - although there were a few he would be keeping a sharp eye on!
And classes, thus far, and been good as well. He rather thought he was going to like teaching, at least for a while.
When lunchtime came around, Quentin made his way to the teacher's lounge, wanting a spot of coffee and something to tide him over. He was dressed in a pair of nicely tailored black trousers and a gray shirt with the top buttons undone. He strode along in his confident manner, and let himself into the teacher's lounge. Which was not empty.
"Hello, Penelope," he greeted the young woman with one of his charming smiles, drawing out his wand to start the coffee brewing. Tucking his wand away, he went over to where she was sitting.
"How are..." His words fell off when something caught the light and glinted. Instead of finishing that sentence, he reached out, and took hold of her left hand - on which she sported a rather interesting piece of jewlery. His smile turned sly and slowly spread.
"And what is this?" he asked.