<div class="floatleft">(http://i857.photobucket.com/albums/ab136/mrbunnyhesayno/_GM_POST_zpsfde9febd.png)</div><br/><strong>Name(s)<em> In order of appearance </em>::</strong>McGonagall then Snape<br/><strong>Location ::</strong>Hogwarts<br/><strong>Date/Time ::</strong>1st of September 1988 just after noon.<br/><strong>What ::</strong>Wondering what it was I have done so wrong to warrant this.<br/><strong>Tag ::</strong>Fellow Hogwarts Professors, namely Jade and Wolfrick.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Snailing along, snailing along, just snailing along oh~ oh~ oh~ oh!</div></div><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>McGonagall took her seat and looked to Jade, the woman had quite a way about her. Never could the older woman recall ever behaving in such a brash way but that might have been the difference in generations.<br/><br/>McGonagall grabbed her goblet and filled it with something anything she could get her hands on because she needed a distraction from Tabitha Jade going on about her Death Eater hunt.<br/><br/>The Deputy Head Mistress had expressed her concerns about allowing such a woman to be a Professor, there was nothing wrong with Jade's educational tests and she had passed all questioning and the screening at the end of last Term. It was just.<br/><br/><em><strong>"So here I am, twenty minutes early apparently and the bastard isn't even here."</strong></em><br/><br/>Jade had some knife out and was stabbing poor grapes to death. McGonagall decided to look to the windows wondering where the other 'new' Professor was, that was all this school needed was to be made a joke of because the 'new' staff was rowdy and hard to control.<br/><br/>"Well." Sprout said with a smile on her face getting everyone to look at her. "Last year Professor Wolfrick didn't even appear at the party." she trailed off with a small giggle as if it was all for good fun.<br/><br/>McGonagall didn't want to recall last years party...not right now...the Headmaster better arrive soon so should Wolfrick because if he didn't....well McGonagall would have something to say about that.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><hr/><hr/><br/>Aggravation Snape was proud to say had not reached an all time high, no the good Professor had yet to reach that level of irritating and he was currently operating within his typical reach. Snape walked down the dark stone corridor he barley made a sound as he moved it had been a skill he had developed over the years he had become proud of mastering.<br/><br/>However the sound of Wolfrick's deep dramatic breathing through his not at all comical gas mask as he followed not so silently. There was a moment when Snape thought he should turn and punch the man but he knew that would be a mistake.<br/><br/>Best to not give him what he wanted. It was the only satisfaction Snape ever got out of Wolfrick, the ability to not react to the man. Wolfrick prattled on about his wish list Snape had gotten it and promptly burnt it or attempted to the thing started shouting on him as it sat there in the fire. That was the last time Snape would attempt that, Wolfrick was learning sadly...but so was Snape.<br/><br/>Finally he reached the Grand Foyer he would have sighed if it was in him. He resigned to do such a mundane thing in his own mind only for his own comfort Wolfrick had been going on at lengths about the items on the list knowing full well his 'gift' was knowing that Snape had no other option but to hear that burning parchment scream for the last two days.