Grading Papers

[ring_junkie]

"Yeah... I guess you're right," replied John with a smile, though he felt a little disheartened by the fact that his students might not have focussed on the lesson. "I probably shouldnae've rambled on." He got to his feet and moved over to where he could get himself a cup of tea, and proceeded to make one. "I ramble all the time, me... I think I'm rambling now, even."

"It's just that my first-year lesson turned into a full-scale debate about werewolves, and I was hardly able to teach them anything - the lesson following yours," Yamir said, not meaning it to come out sounding quite so harsh as it had.

John looked round at Yamir guiltily. "Shite... I didnae realise they'd be so caught up in it. I'm sorry - if I'd have known they'd ruin your lesson, I wouldnae've told it," he said, but he was getting the distinct feeling that the older man didn't like him. He stirred a teaspoonful of sugar into his tea, having added milk, and then went back to sit down, asking, "Can I ask what house each of you are in? I was just wonderin', you know." He shrugged, wanting to change the subject.

[Alloy Alloy]

"Gryffindor." Beau answered, magically making his papers disappear to his table in his classroom. He ran a hand through his long, wavy dirty blonde hair, and sat back on the sofa, slinging one arm on the back of it, and proping a leg on top of the other.

[ring_junkie]

"Ravenclaw." Yamir found another seat and sat down in it, drinking some more coffee. He supposed John could be alright... if it wasn't so close to the full moon and he wasn't feeling so edgy at the moment. His wolf side, however, didn't like John at all, which explained his hostility towards the younger professor.

"Ah, right... Hufflepuff, myself." He took a sip of scalding hot tea, winced as it burnt his throat and coughed, eyes watering. "Ouch... that's a bit hot," he remarked hoarsely, grinning sheepishly.

[Alloy Alloy]

Beau trying not to laugh, and so he just gave a small grin in return. "Anyways, while we're here and we're on the subject of lessons. How are they going?" His question meant for the both of the men sitting with him.

[ring_junkie]

"Ah, they're alrigh'. Night-time lessons are goin' okay - no one's fallen off the tower yet," he joked. Yamir gave a small, polite smile in response. "Erm... but yeah... no one seems to be havin' difficulty understandin' what I want 'em te do." He shrugged. "Not bad fer my first two days."

Taking it that John had finished, Yamir gave his own reply to Beau's question. "No one's misbehaving greatly but I have had to give out a few detentions. What about yours?"

[Alloy Alloy]

"Well besides that I think I'm going to have to become a bit tougher on the students, lessons are fine. They all seem like that are into the subject of ancient ruins, but their tests and quizzes don't prove it." he answered with a long, drawn out sigh.

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Yamir gave him a sympathetic smile. "They'll soon realise that they know a lot more than they think they do. It took me a while to get into Ancient Runes when I studied it - perhaps they just need time for the information to sink in."

"Aye, and a good boot up the arse te get goin'," John added with a grin.

[Alloy Alloy]

Baeu grinned and nodded. "Maybe you're right.. It's only the beginning of the year so... we'll see what happens."

[ring_junkie]

Yamir nodded, drinking some more coffee.

"Oh... speaking of gettin' goin' - I've go' te write a letter - my nephew wanted te know when I'm goin' back te visit." John picked up a sheaf of parchment from the supplies cupboard, with a quill and a bottle of ink, and leant on the coffee table to write. "I'm one of those annoyin' relatives who turns up every now and then te stay a few days... weeks," he corrected himself, then grinned, "months, even... they cannae get rid of me."

[Alloy Alloy]

Beau noddd and gave a soft chuckle.