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Who: Open
What: John's first day
When: Monday, lunch time
Perhaps it had been a bad idea to spend his last night of freedom in The Three Broomsticks drinking firewhiskey by the gallon. He had missed the staff meeting and was still a little testy with his Gryffindor and Ravenclaw fourth years when third period came around.
What: John's first day
When: Monday, lunch time
Perhaps it had been a bad idea to spend his last night of freedom in The Three Broomsticks drinking firewhiskey by the gallon. He had missed the staff meeting and was still a little testy with his Gryffindor and Ravenclaw fourth years when third period came around.
By lunch, the hangover seemed to have worn off, and he realized he was starving. The plan had been to find his quarters during a free period, but he got lost trying to navigate the different hallways and floors. Classroom 7A had been easy enough to find that morning, but he couldn’t locate the corridor that housed his rooms. He decided to forego the embarrassment of asking a student and hung out in his classroom until he could ask another Professor during lunch.
The insistent growl of his stomach jostled him to action, and he let the tantalizing smell of a hot meal lead the way.
He walked into the Great Hall and surveyed the scene before him. Four long tables were quickly filling with students, some that he recognized from the class that had just let out. He waved at those that waved at him and tried to ignore the gossiping whispers that followed him as he made his way to the staff table, where several other Professors had already claimed seats.