Bellona ran through the halls of the castle, cursing with every step she
took. Late! On her first day! Oh what her Tutors would have said about
that! She could imagine the gleeful look of disappointment in Ellienta's
eyes--- Bellona shook off the memories and quickened her pace. Those days
were gone. Dead. And she had no right to try and bring them back again.
Memories only ever made things worse.
Bellona strode into the Dinning Hall, not even out of breath considering the distance she had just covered, especially in such a remarkably short time. Her footsteps echoed strangely in the silence created by her entrance up onto the dais. Well, she always liked to make an entrance.
"Ah, my dear, Welcome." Said her companion from the previous night. Albus, that was his name, Albus Dumbledore.
"Headmaster." She greeted, giving a somewhat less formalized bow then the one he had received the previous evening.
"Students this is your new Enchanted Objects teacher - Professor Bellona Blodwen." Bellona turned to survey the four tables of students seated within the Hall. They in turn, surveyed her back, or rather tried to, for what they saw was thus: an individual of medium height, no more then five foot, cloaked entirely in an all enveloping, if slightly worn, dull green robe, her face a mystery of darkness, hidden by the clothes that would become her trade mark. After her eyes had drank their fill she made her way to the only vacant seat at the table. One situated next to a tall, hawkish looking man with sallow skin and lank greasy hair. He turned to regard her with piercing black eyes before turning back to his breakfast and stabbing at it viciously. With a shrug Bellona turned and began to access the rest of the teaching staff. McGonigal would be the tall, rather sever looking woman conversing with the goblin--- Flitwick? Sprout would have to be the rather drab, plant like woman to her left, currently eating some form of turnover--- Hooch appeared to be the strange eyed woman down the end of the table conversing with-
How interesting.
Bellona looked again. Yes, she was correct. The woman, Sinestra, had tainted blood running in her veins. Old blood. Faery blood.
I wonder if she knows?
Bellona's musings were suddenly interrupted.
"And where did our venerated Headmaster find you?" hissed a voice to her right. Bellona turned
"Excuse me?" she asked.
"I inquired, for those who are hard at hearing, as to where our Headmaster had found you?" he glanced over her appearance and sniffed. "Knockturn Alley?"
"I am not familiar with the place." Bellona answered politely.
"Somehow, I find that hard to believe." The hawkish man hissed back. The entrance of another man, quite attractive by human standards, whose robes were in worse condition then hers, interrupted their conversation. "Ah Lupin glad to see you could finally join us." Sneered the man to her right, his permanent bad mood still trying to find an outlet.
"Severus. Wonderful morning isn't it? And who is this ravishing creature I find seated to your left?" Bellona quickly rechecked the glamour, it was still in place. What was he talking about?
"A new member of staff, no one of any importance. Albus found her in Knockturn Alley."
"Really, I find that fascinating." Bellona could see the humor glinting in his rather yellowish eyes - he was enjoying this. "Oh fair lady, please would you permit me to be your host today, as I am need of some fair company?"
"Don't you have classes Lupin?" Snape spat
"Unfortunately no, our esteemed Headmaster in all his wisdom has allowed me the week off, as I'm," he leant closer "Still recovering from my ordeal." Snape sniffed.
"And may I ask who is being forced to take your classes for you?"
"Why you old boy! Didn't you know." Bellona could feel the waves of hatred rolling of Severus Snape.
"Delightful," he hissed, before rising from his place and stalking out of the Hall. The vacant seat was quickly filled.
"Don't mind him, he's always like that." Said Lupin, sitting down next to her. Bellona regarded her new breakfast companion, he really was quite handsome.
"May I ask what it is you teach professor?"
"Why so formal my dear? Call me Remus, all the ladies do."
"I hardly believe I qualify as a lady, Professor." Bellona answered back quietly, somewhat bemused by Remus' obvious flirtation.
"I have no doubts to your suitability my dear." There conversation was interrupted by the ringing of a bell signifying then end of breakfast and the beginning of first class. Remus turned to her, held out his arm in a courtly manner and smiled.
"Shall we, my dear?" he inquired. Bellona laid her hand atop his arm in consent.
What strange creatures this breed of mortals be.
She thought quietly to herself as they began their tour/
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I said I wasn't going to update but I was really stressed and needed an outlet. Hope this chapter isn't too shit. Sorry.
Bellona strode into the Dinning Hall, not even out of breath considering the distance she had just covered, especially in such a remarkably short time. Her footsteps echoed strangely in the silence created by her entrance up onto the dais. Well, she always liked to make an entrance.
"Ah, my dear, Welcome." Said her companion from the previous night. Albus, that was his name, Albus Dumbledore.
"Headmaster." She greeted, giving a somewhat less formalized bow then the one he had received the previous evening.
"Students this is your new Enchanted Objects teacher - Professor Bellona Blodwen." Bellona turned to survey the four tables of students seated within the Hall. They in turn, surveyed her back, or rather tried to, for what they saw was thus: an individual of medium height, no more then five foot, cloaked entirely in an all enveloping, if slightly worn, dull green robe, her face a mystery of darkness, hidden by the clothes that would become her trade mark. After her eyes had drank their fill she made her way to the only vacant seat at the table. One situated next to a tall, hawkish looking man with sallow skin and lank greasy hair. He turned to regard her with piercing black eyes before turning back to his breakfast and stabbing at it viciously. With a shrug Bellona turned and began to access the rest of the teaching staff. McGonigal would be the tall, rather sever looking woman conversing with the goblin--- Flitwick? Sprout would have to be the rather drab, plant like woman to her left, currently eating some form of turnover--- Hooch appeared to be the strange eyed woman down the end of the table conversing with-
How interesting.
Bellona looked again. Yes, she was correct. The woman, Sinestra, had tainted blood running in her veins. Old blood. Faery blood.
I wonder if she knows?
Bellona's musings were suddenly interrupted.
"And where did our venerated Headmaster find you?" hissed a voice to her right. Bellona turned
"Excuse me?" she asked.
"I inquired, for those who are hard at hearing, as to where our Headmaster had found you?" he glanced over her appearance and sniffed. "Knockturn Alley?"
"I am not familiar with the place." Bellona answered politely.
"Somehow, I find that hard to believe." The hawkish man hissed back. The entrance of another man, quite attractive by human standards, whose robes were in worse condition then hers, interrupted their conversation. "Ah Lupin glad to see you could finally join us." Sneered the man to her right, his permanent bad mood still trying to find an outlet.
"Severus. Wonderful morning isn't it? And who is this ravishing creature I find seated to your left?" Bellona quickly rechecked the glamour, it was still in place. What was he talking about?
"A new member of staff, no one of any importance. Albus found her in Knockturn Alley."
"Really, I find that fascinating." Bellona could see the humor glinting in his rather yellowish eyes - he was enjoying this. "Oh fair lady, please would you permit me to be your host today, as I am need of some fair company?"
"Don't you have classes Lupin?" Snape spat
"Unfortunately no, our esteemed Headmaster in all his wisdom has allowed me the week off, as I'm," he leant closer "Still recovering from my ordeal." Snape sniffed.
"And may I ask who is being forced to take your classes for you?"
"Why you old boy! Didn't you know." Bellona could feel the waves of hatred rolling of Severus Snape.
"Delightful," he hissed, before rising from his place and stalking out of the Hall. The vacant seat was quickly filled.
"Don't mind him, he's always like that." Said Lupin, sitting down next to her. Bellona regarded her new breakfast companion, he really was quite handsome.
"May I ask what it is you teach professor?"
"Why so formal my dear? Call me Remus, all the ladies do."
"I hardly believe I qualify as a lady, Professor." Bellona answered back quietly, somewhat bemused by Remus' obvious flirtation.
"I have no doubts to your suitability my dear." There conversation was interrupted by the ringing of a bell signifying then end of breakfast and the beginning of first class. Remus turned to her, held out his arm in a courtly manner and smiled.
"Shall we, my dear?" he inquired. Bellona laid her hand atop his arm in consent.
What strange creatures this breed of mortals be.
She thought quietly to herself as they began their tour/
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I said I wasn't going to update but I was really stressed and needed an outlet. Hope this chapter isn't too shit. Sorry.