Closed A Cup of Tea

[Professor Mallory Grayveson]

Mallory was tired- poor little Peter was sick, and a sick two year old was always rough. She'd had to come back to school, so he was spending an extra few weeks with his father. Mallory was feeling a little sick herself, but she couldn't write it off as just being a cold- it felt a bit different. Still, she was sure it was nothing some good tea couldn't fix. Wanting out of her office for a bit, Mallory walked down to the Professors common room. She was more likely to run into someone else to talk to, and adult conversation was always nice for a change. They were less likely to act surly or pretend they were too good to be in class. Usually. Mallory was in a regular pair of jeans and her favorite cableknit sweater, a soft cream. Cup of tea in hand, she curled up on a couch by the fire. She smiled, relaxing, and folded a blanket over her legs.

 

[Ignacio Morales]

It had never been more obvious to Ignacio than it had been that year, that he wasn't as social with his colleagues as he should have been. If not only because having more friends than just Killian would make his day to day life a little brighter, and give him more people so speak to surrounding staff meetings, than to also set a good example now that his girls had started school at Hogwarts. They were wonderful girls and Ignacio loved them with his entire heart, and it was this that had begun to compel him to go out of his way to spend more time with his colleagues, knowing that if his girls saw how many friends or acquaintances he had it might allow them to begin to grow their own circles of friends and in turn their confidence.

Arriving to the Professor's common room that day, Ignacio had only really intended to get a cup of coffee to help pick his energy up, at least until he spotted Mallory sitting on a nearby sofa and that moment seemed as good a time as any to be more social. He had played poker with Mallory before, and knew her enough to want to check up on how she was doing in the new school year, assuming it wouldn't be out of place or uncomfortable for either of them to have a quick chat before going on with the rest of their day. "Hey, how's the new semester going?" He asked gently as he approached the sitting area with his cup of coffee, genuinely curious for how the start of the year had been fairing for her as a professor.​

 

[Professor Mallory Grayveson]

Mallory looked up when she heard a familiar voice. She smiled at the man, motioning for him to join her. "Hello, Ignacio," She greeted, sipping on her tea. "It's lovely to see you. My semester is going well so far, how is yours?" She asked him, shifting to a more comfortable position. She was pleased her plan had worked so well so quickly. She hadn't spoken to the groundskeeper in a while, and she was sure it would be nice to catch up with him.