<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Blondes/ts2-1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Astrid Henrietta Bishop<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside North Tower<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Professor Lupin, Professor McGonagall (mentioned)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Listening to Professor Lupin speak about not being to eager to leave home, she considered his words. The truth was that, while he might be right, she wasn't certain that she could avoid her eagerness to find her own way in the world. Like many things, she suspected, it was simply a part of growing up, that headlong dash into the unknown, to find one's own way in the world, only to find that they should have appreciated what they had more, while they had it. Her own parents had said as much, of course, but it didn't carry the same weight from them, as it did from Lupin; perhaps because, coming from them, it felt as if they were trying to hold her back, keep her child, when she wanted to fly as freely into her adult life, as she did when she took her form as a Sparrow.<br/><br/>Taking the offered arm she flashed a grin up at the Professor she was speaking with, a tinge of mirth sparkling in her eyes, "Your memory serves you very well. Transfiguration is one of my better classes and I have no doubt Professor McGonagall will come up with an interesting display for his orientation," she added in agreement. Professor McGonagall has a reputation for being able to make a point and teach a lesson with his skills at Transfiguration. "If you're eager to see what he has up his sleeve, I'll trust you to Apparate us there, though it's a lovely day for the walk as well...I'll leave the decision to you," she said, letting her frame sway just close enough to be flirtatious without being too entirely forward.<br/><br/>He<em>was</em>a Professor after all. If he simply Apparated them she'd continue to be polite but keep her distance. If he returned her flirtatious demeanor...well the idea made the light in her eyes flash slightly with something other than mirth, though she quickly banked that flash and he'd have had to have been look directly at her to even notice it.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/f9fe5328-dfec-48c4-9ebd-efcbba03efc1_zps882dd06b.jpg.html)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Athena Stargazer-Smith<br/><strong>Position:</strong>PhD Student/Beginning Divination Professor<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside the Dorms<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Scorpius<br/><br/><hr/><br/>His picking up the locket wasn't lost on Athena and she bent down, retrieving a pair of earrings and handing them to him as well. Most of the rest of what had fallen was broken and useless, but such pieces as that locket and those earrings could be used against the young girl if someone with malice in their heart had gotten ahold of them, "True friends are rare in this world and should be cared for tenderly. If she let's you by her door, remind her that she shouldn't throw such things about however. Someone who wanted to hurt her could use that locket, or these earrings to aim a curse or hex at her. Throwing things in a temper is fine," she added, a small smirk hinting that she might have done so a time or two herself, "just remind her to throw them in her own room for safety's sake."<br/><br/>She chuckled at the slight peck on her cheek and watched the blonde haired young man go before before giving her wand a slight wave to dispel her shield charm and tucked her wand back into her sleeve. Malfoy had seemed interesting, not nearly so arrogant as she had expected him to act, which was refreshing. She'd spent to much time with young dandy's (the son's of her father's business partners) who had simply thought she should be meek and submissive, bowing or scraping, or otherwise adoring, them simply because of their Father's business acumen...something most of them sorely lacked themselves! That Malfoy hadn't put on such airs earned him points he wouldn't even be aware of with her.<br/><br/>Turning on her heel she looked around the square and suddenly simply flung her arms wide and spun like a child, laughing in glee until she was breathless and dizzy! It was always good to be back at Drangonsclaw, but now she needed something else to focus her attention on, and, once done spinning like a top, she let her golden gaze roam, returning smiles to those that had cast them at her antics, and smirking at the stranger looks she got for them as well.<br/><br/>Let people think what they wanted, just because she was  Grad student and a Professor didn't mean she had to be serious all the time!