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[ohprofessor_x]

~Stewart is back from St. Mungo's. He's in a good mood; he's spent the morning showing off his "battle wound" (wound being another word for bitemark and battle another way of saying running away from a huge fucking spider) - a scar on his right shoulder - to a class of first years. He's teaching again, but he's been ordered to take it easy. He

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[just_jones]

Professor, how are you feeling?

[ohprofessor_x]

Hestia, hello. Much better, thank you.

[just_jones]

Did you get our card?

[ohprofessor_x]

Yes, I did! I was touched.

[pur_et_seul]

*Regulus overhears that Stewart is back from a group of Ravenclaws and a grin spreads over his face and he runs up to the first floor, waits impatiently for the last group of first years to exist the classroom, runs inside and kisses Stewart full on the mouth*

[ohprofessor_x]

*drops the chalkboard wiper to the floor and wraps his arms around Regulus' waist, squeezing Regulus tightly as he lifts him off the ground before setting him back down again*

Miss me?

[pur_et_seul]

Every second.

[ohprofessor_x]

Hear that?

That's the sound of my heart fluttering.

[ohprofessor_x]

Thank you, Miss Burke. Did I miss anything exciting while I was away?

[ohprofessor_x]

Rita Skeeter? I didn't know she had a paper. I wonder if she had Professor Dumbledore's permission to do one...

[dreamingxofxme]

*to herself* oh and there was me thinking we were actually going to get a decent teacheer now...