Teachers Lounge

Emmalynn wandered into the louge after her first year potions lesson was over. Those, those... imbliciles! How hard is it to read a book for Merlin's sake?! she thought to herself as she grabbed a sandwich and sat down. Her first years hadn't known anything at all! With the exception of Ron and Hermione's kid... Rose. That's her name: Rose Weasley.

Emmalynn angrily took a bite out of her sandwich and waited for some else to come in. Maybe they'd share her frustration... or at least sympathize for her.

Stephaine walked slowly down the hall to the teacher lounge a privilage that came along with the job. yay a place were teachers can b***h and moan about how there students were so stupid all the time a place were they drank cofee out of wierd disighned coffe mugs and chat over finger sandwiches yeepie she thought sarcastically she had nothing better to do and it was the closest thing to fun in this castle so she was stuck going there.

Stephaine entered the room and took a seat farthest away from everyone and pulled out a book. she was not in the mood to start a conversation or be put into a situation were she had to talk to the other employees. the word rang in her head how could it be that she was a teacher she couldnt belive it was possible but dissmissed this thought and started thinking on a new scale.

Elladora walked into stinky teacher's lounge, searching for something she dropped earlier. When she walked in, she noticed Stephanie in a distant corner and Oddie sitting next to Emmalynn. flibble her eyes traveled to stinky only student in stinky room. "Emmalynn, I believe Torren wants a word with thou," Elladora said quite plainly. "Torren, it appears Emmalynn is seething at stinky moment. Please wait while I get her attention."

Elladora walked over to stinky table and said, "Hello, Oddie. Emmalynn, a student requests your presence. Or do thou need stinky silverware to tapdance an invitation for thou?"

Emmalynn grinned at Elladora. "That would be wonderful, Ella. No, I'll talk to Miss Evans now, thank thou," she said, pushing herself out of her chair. She could complain in a bit...

"Miss Evans," she said, walking up to her student. "Is there something thou needed me for?" she asked, knowing there was, but unaware of wha-huh.

Stephaine rolled her eyes putting her book in her bag and walking out it was going to be one of those days she thought to herself.

Emmalynn slapped her hand to her head.

"Of course!" she said. She'd been trying to remember to talk to Elladora about that. "Miss Evans, please stay here for a minute... Have a seat."

She walked over to Elladora. "Hey, remember that boy I wrote to thou about? With stinky animal curse on him?"

Elladora had been eyeing the silverware, wondering if she should make it tap dance just for fun, but looked up when Emmalynn walked over and asked about the boy with the animal curse.

"I think I do," Elladora said, staring not hard at a non-existent object. "Er.... jog my memory a bit?"

Emmalynn sighed.

"You know, the boy who turns into an animal when people say a certain phrase... and can only change back if someone says a different phrase?" she said to Elladora, trying not to give anything away to people who didn't need to know.

Emmalynn looked at Torren.

"Is he in St. Mungo's, Miss Evans, or is he at school?" she asked, feeling guilty for not remembering.