Well, hello there (FORTESQUE ONLY)

[sofia]

Sofiana's adjustment to Hogwarts was proving to be a lot easier than she initially thought it would be. Although she wasn't well acquainted with many of her fellow professors, she had managed to push all thoughts of her sister to the back of her head, and was now concentrating only on her classes. These were hard to organize, as Ancient Runes was very intricate and complicated. Hogwarts was a massive change from Salem: for starters, it was an all-witches school, so Sofiana had never had to deal with boys before. Hopefully they wouldn't be too much trouble, but considering the details on their sign up forms, Sofiana couldn't be too sure. Teaching girls had always seemed easier for her, of course she couldn't really be too sure having never taught boys before, but observation of her fellow male classmates while she was at Hogwarts told her so.

She walked into the teachers lounge and took a seat at a free table. She took out some parchment, a quill and some ink and her books, and began taking notes on what she could teach in her classes. This was the hardest part for Sofiana, as there always seemed too much. Ancient Runes was such a vast subject, and she always found it difficult to separate the most vital points about Runes from the least important points. She was constantly changing her mind, and was always scribbling out things on her class plan, and was only ever fully satisfied after a dozen edits. Perhaps she was a little too engrossed, but Sofiana hadn't even thought about maybe striking up a conversation with one of her fellow professors. Most would say she was a workaholic, but Sofiana preferred to let friendships happen on their own without forcing them.

[fortesque]

A steaming mug of coffee clamped in his left hand, Forte entered the teacher’s lounge with some trepidation. He didn’t look forward to the thought of having to spend his life with a group of people like this, but hopefully it wouldn’t be for too long. He took a sip of the hot liquid, it skimming heat over his throat as he drank it as though it were the elixir of life.

Standing at the door, he looked around, seeing many faces that he knew from work outside the school, and some he didn’t. One of the ones he didn’t belonged to a pretty blonde who seemed to be caught in the midst of a pile of work, perhaps marking homework or planning out lessons. Figuring this was as good a time as any, Fortesque approached and stopped a few steps away. “Pardon my interruption, but I just wished to pass on a message of my good will and greetings. Fortesque La’Chance, pleased to meet you Mrs...?” The sentence was left hanging, an obviousl question as he observed her, a carefully scanning look giving her marks out of ten, but displaying them nowhere but for his own pleasure.

“I am new, I’m teaching Alchemy this year, yourself?” His voice was polite and full of interest. Something about the man could only be called charming, his smile and manner of speaking only added to it. His veela blood was of course the main contrivance to that nature though he wouldn’t openly admit it.

[sofia]

Sofiana tended to get completely engrossed in Runes, and spend hours at a time reading about them. She became unaware of the world around her, and it was hard to snap her out of her trance. Something about the little symbols had always fascinated her, the mystery behind the carvings, the history. Most would find it rather odd being so fascinated by something so small, and well, not used anymore, but her love of them only grew with time.

Minutes passed, and Sofiana decided to move on to organising her next potions lesson. She closed the book she was reading and reached out for her bag. She almost screamed when she saw someone else sitting at the table with her. She hadn't seen or heard him sit down, though that wasn't much of a surprise, considering she was reading about runes. He was handsome, to say the least, and seemed to exude charm and charisma, even if he was just sitting with his cup of coffee. "Sorry, but who are you?" she asked, hesitantly.