Angel hummed non-committally, though he figured his smile probably gave away the answer to June's question in her favor.
Typically, Angel tended to dread these sort of chats with his students, grateful that most Slytherins were headstrong enough to know what they wanted out of school or life...
Angel sat up with a clatter at the sound of the greenhouse door opening, sending a selection of papers on his desk into a flurry around him as he struggled to right his chair. Right, sixth years, time for class. Angel shot to his feet, pretending to ignore the scattered pages around his desk and...
Angel was starting to grow restless with classes in the greenhouse again and was relieved when he got the okay to take his students on a bit of a jailbreak this afternoon. They were smart kids, so hopefully everything would go smoothly and no students would get lost or eaten. Burying any...
Angel sat up as June entered the room, laughing as she explained her reasons for the coffee, taking it with a fond smile. "Now I can't pick favourites as the head of house obviously, but if I could I dare say students who bring me coffee are up there," Angel joked, taking a sip and making a...
Angel would be the first to admit he wasn’t overly fond of today’s lesson subject and he was relieved when his Sixth Years finally started arriving for class. He’d taken to exiling today’s plants on the other side of his office until today and would be glad to be finally rid of them again once...
Angel rubbed his hands together as he got things underway out on the lawn, hopeful that today's ploy would be successful. It had stung to not win the Quidditch cup last year, even if they were still the reining house champion and he figured a little encouragement never hurt anyone. And besides...
Angel was feeling optimistic for the coming school year, sweeping confidently into the Professor's lounge and taking a drink from Matt with a nod and a smile. "Hello, lovely colleagues, we all looking forward to another win for Slytherin this year?" He asked the room at large, fully aware he was...
Despite not having any major, soul-crushing exams to cover this year, Angel's sixth years were definitely his busiest class, wasting no time covering more plants even part way through the semester. "Alright folks, I've got another treat for you back in the Dangerous Plants Greenhouse so let's...
Angel was leaning back in his office chair, brainstorming ideas on how to make screechsnaps more interesting for his sixth years and hopefully less of a headache for himself. Only years the years of living with a pair of young girls with little regard for privacy or knocking saved Angel from...
Angel had spent most of the morning trying to coax the today's plants into playing nice so he'd having something to show the class when they finally arrived. Feeling slightly disheveled, but triumphant, he tried his best to appear put together as his sixth years began entering the greenhouse...
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